Unfortunately, none of it proved useful in the end. The gap between the two sides was simply too vast.
When that massive hammer slammed into the ground, the entire arena collapsed in an instant. Countless ice spikes then erupted from below with a thunderous blast.
Under the terrifying impact of those ice spikes, they were sent flying in an instant.
Agonizing pain shot through their chests as all seven were hurled backward out of the arena.
Mo Yu rose, gently clutching his chest, the black wings on his back fluttering slightly.
He still had the strength to fight-or rather, all of them did-but not one of them dared step forward again.
As they gazed at the utterly destroyed arena, they fell into a rare, absolute silence.
Li Moxun had held back. That was something they could tell without even asking.
Not a single ice spike that had struck them had a pointed tip.
All those originally sharp points had been blunted into rounded ends.
Had those tips remained intact, the previous strike would have caused far more than excruciating pain. It might very well have pierced straight through them and killed them.
Even the teachers could not have reacted to that terrifying speed.
They did not even dare imagine possessing such suffocating power, much less anything beyond it.
At that thought, Li Qiankun slowly stood as well, raising a hand to wipe away the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth under the violent impact.
Deep helplessness showed in his expression. "He's just too strong. A single strike nearly killed all of us. I surrender."
As Li Qiankun spoke the word "surrender," he fell silent for a moment.
He had always been an exceptionally proud person. In fact, there was not a single student admitted to Shrek