Spectator Room.
Liu Yan glared at Fang Xian through gritted teeth. If fighting hadn't been prohibited, he really would have slaughtered the other man on the spot.
He did not challenge him a second time. The searing pain that erupted the instant Heavenfire Meteor smashed into his face immediately woke him up.
The one before him was absolutely no newcomer.
Leaving aside everything else, that Heavenfire Meteor alone required mastery of both Enhancement and Structure among the six major branches of the Azure Luan Art, and at no shallow level, to possess such astonishing destructive power.
Without question, that strike of Heavenfire Meteor had left Liu Yan with an exceedingly profound impression.
Its temperature had been so high that it had instantly burned away even his Fire Sea Connecting Heaven.
Yes—not covered over or suppressed, but directly burned his flames away along with it.
Liu Yan might not have achieved much in Heavenfire Meteor, but he had gone quite far in other areas. Take Fire Sea Connecting Heaven, for example: when unleashed at full force, although its direct killing power was inferior to Heavenfire Meteor's, it was equally terrifying.
His mastery of Enhancement and Nature was incomparably profound. Not to mention ordinary Azure Luan Sect disciples—even against Fang Xian's Heavenfire Meteor, he should at least have been able to block it, suffering no more than injuries.
Liu Yan's liver hurt.
It was not because he had lost. In the Azure Luan Realm, aside from the top ten Foundation Establishment disciples, wins and losses were perfectly normal for everyone else.
The main thing was his twenty-win streak. To achieve that record, he had put in no small amount of effort, spending an entire month to painstakingly win nineteen matches in a row.
And now? Gone!
Thirty days of painstaking work, all