Trapped by One's Own Making, Brutally Annihilated

The Way of Heaven Duel Arena was only so big. Once Sikong Jing had become familiar with Yu Wenxiong's fighting habits, he could predict the latter's direction, trajectory, and so on, allowing him to strike with utmost precision.

"Prediction means I know in advance which way you'll run and where you'll appear. So... Blood Devour Sixth Claw." As soon as Sikong Jing finished speaking, he was already blocking Yu Wenxiong's path, tearing out with a claw.

Yu Wenxiong was struck full-on by the claw, and his clothes were instantly ripped to shreds.

Bloody gashes appeared one after another across Yu Wenxiong's body.

Sikong Jing vanished again, yet his voice rose once more beside Yu Wenxiong's ear. "Using the Way of Heaven Duel Arena to trap me was your greatest mistake. My realm and speed are far inferior to yours, yet you insisted on limiting yourself and courting death."

As his words fell, Sikong Jing flashed several times and blocked Yu Wenxiong again, blasting out a punch with his beast arm.

Yu Wenxiong's face flushed crimson as he roared again and again, "I refuse to believe that the true qi of my third Dao Inquiry Realm can't smash you to death!"

Boom! Boom! Boom...

He no longer dodged. Instead, he met Sikong Jing's fists with the true qi of his entire body, punch after punch crashing together until the Way of Heaven Duel Arena flickered without cease.

The force of their fists collided again and again within the Duel Arena, every blow landing solidly on flesh.

No one knew how many punches they had exchanged before the two were finally sent flying backward at the same time.

When Sikong Jing came to a stop, his entire body was unknowingly covered in blood. His beast arm was something from the Soul-Reversal Realm