Black Demon Lightning rolled and surged, and pitch-black lightning wrapped around Lei Dong's entire body, completely fusing his form with the thunder.
The Thunder Clan naturally excelled in extreme speed above all the heavens, and at this moment, with man and thunder unity, his speed was driven to the absolute limit!
The void left behind only fleeting black lightning trails, making it completely impossible to capture Lei Dong's trajectory.
Having experienced the previous two sparring matches, Lei Dong had long since figured out the fighting style of the Yao Clan juniors, and intended to repeat his old trick, using unresolvable extreme speed for a close-range surprise attack to seize the initiative in the battle and replicate the winning tactics that had crushed Yao Ling and Yao Tian.
Whoosh!
With the speed of a thunderbolt leaving no time to cover ears, Lei Dong's figure had already bizarrely appeared behind Yao Xuan, pitch-black thunder force condensing and rolling in his palm, and the highly refined Black Demon Lightning strength compressed layer by layer, carrying the overbearing momentum of annihilation over all things, and sweeping with the sound of wind to ruthlessly strike!
This strike was as fast as a flash of lightning, and the angle was extremely tricky, sealing off all dodging retreats. In Lei Dong's view, victory was already certain!
However, the instant the thunderous palm force was about to touch the robes, the white-clad figure in front of her grew abruptly hazy, slowly dispersing as it transformed into patches of tiny scattered Dou Qi light points, fading into nothingness.
A clone!?
Lei Dong's palm force missed, his pupils shrank abruptly, and a startled cry burst from his mouth, his heart full of shock.
Lei Dong prided himself on a speed peerless among his generation. Having kept his eyes locked on