The twelfth collision!
The final strike of this duel!
A deafening explosion capable of shattering the clouds rang out!
Tang San, already drenched in blood, could no longer hold the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. The pitch-black hammer flew from his grasp.
At the same moment, Feng Xiaotian's Ice Fire Consecutive Slash hacked viciously into Tang San's chest!
"Pfft—"
Hot blood instantly burst forth!
A savage wound so deep that bone was visible appeared across Tang San's chest, nearly splitting him in two.
The Eighteen Consecutive Gale Wolf Slashes had power that stacked layer upon layer. Had the Clear Sky Hammer not absorbed most of the force for him, this twelfth slash would have been enough to kill him on the spot.
At that moment, Tang San truly experienced the agony of being disemboweled.
The tremendous impact sent him flying like a kite with its string cut, like a ping-pong ball violently swatted away, before he crashed heavily onto the ground beyond the arena.
As for Feng Xiaotian, he was no longer in peak condition either. Blood continuously trickled from the corners of his mouth.
The blue-and-red wings behind him were covered in dense cracks and were on the verge of shattering.
Yet even so, Feng Xiaotian remained firmly standing in the drill ground, declaring that he was the victor.
"My disciple has passed out! Hurry over and save him!"
Seeing Tang San covered in blood and unconscious, Yu Xiaogang shouted toward the area below the stage without a care for his dignity.
Several military doctors from the Royal Knights hurried over with medicine chests in hand.
"What use are military doctors? I want healing-type Spirit Masters!"
Yu Xiaogang glared at the doctors, his tone filled with barely restrained rage.
The military doctors paused, their faces full of speechlessness.