But even when facing Liao Wushuang's bizarre fist art,
Liang Wankuo, a True Disciple, remained composed throughout.
Every move he made was calm and unhurried.
The long saber in his hand had not even left its sheath from the very beginning.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battle continued.
Countless attacks and collisions continued to explode without cease.
The Arena beneath their feet had long since been battered beyond recognition.
And yet, less than ten breaths had passed since the battle began.
Although the fight between the two below was still raging fiercely,
Lin Tian and the others in the spectator seats immediately saw that this battle
had already reached its final stretch!
The probing between the two had long since ended.
At this moment, victory or defeat would be decided in a single thought.
It depended on which side proved the stronger.
And at that very instant,
Bang!!!
An even more violent crash suddenly erupted from the Arena.
The powerful shockwave formed into something like a gale,
sweeping instantly toward the watching disciples.
Quite a few disciples even circulated their cultivation arts to withstand the impact.
It's coming!!!
This is the moment victory and defeat will be decided!!
After sensing that shockwave,
the True Disciple Candidates immediately fixed their eyes tightly on the Arena below.
After that tremendous crash,
the two on the Arena finally separated once more, each standing at one end of it.
And almost at the instant they separated,
Boom!!!
The two erupted with their true astral force at nearly the same moment!
The two forces were like opposing tidal waves,
instantly filling the entire Arena.
Amid the clash of their powerful true astral forces, explosions rang out one after another.
An incomparably dazzling radiance accompanied them!
But this scene lasted only an instant.
The true astral force