He lay on the ground, groaning in pain, unable to get back to his feet.
Lu Yu had won the match.
The spectators watched the scene and gasped in amazement.
They had never expected Lu Yu to be so powerful.
Even a Three-Ring Soul Master was completely helpless before him.
Lu Yu paid no attention to any of this.
He still had a longer road ahead of him, with much more waiting for him.
He silently withdrew his gaze, turned, and walked toward the arena for his next match.
Throughout the competition, Lu Yu relied on his formidable strength to cut down every opponent in his path.
He encountered all kinds of opponents—some skilled in offense, some in defense, and others in speed.
Yet no matter what kind of opponent he faced, he handled them with ease and claimed victory.
The atmosphere in the finals arena was exceptionally tense.
The spectators all held their breath, waiting for the match to begin.
Lu Yu and his opponent stood on the arena stage, their gazes blazing and their auras soaring.
"Begin!"
At the referee's command, the match officially began.
His opponent immediately launched an assault, charging fiercely at Lu Yu.
Lu Yu refused to be outdone and unleashed his own powerful offensive.
For a moment, blades flashed, swords gleamed, and the wind howled beneath their fists.
The two exchanged blows back and forth, locked in a dead heat.
The spectators watched in astonishment.
They had never expected the final to be so thrilling and intense.
Amid the fierce battle, Lu Yu gradually revealed his true strength.
With his powerful physical strength and exquisite combat skills, he gradually gained the upper hand.
His opponent, meanwhile, gradually fell into a disadvantage as his stamina waned and his techniques ran dry.
In the midst of