Shen Yucheng's opponent in the second round was the Chu Clan's third young master—Chu Pojun.
The name was blunt, and the man suited it. Chu Pojun wore a fitted black outfit, his lean, powerful frame like that of a cheetah. In his hand, he gripped a pitch-black Armor-Piercing Halberd, a point of cold light condensed at its tip without dispersing. Even standing still, he exuded an incomparably sharp aura that seemed capable of breaking through any edge.
The Chu Clan had studied techniques for piercing armor, breaking spells, and shattering defenses for generations. Their disciples used offense as defense, pursuing the utmost in penetration and destruction. The Shen Family's cultivation arts, meanwhile, were heavy and enduring, especially skilled in defense. This match was the hardest shield meeting the sharpest spear.
The referee waved a hand. The match began.
Almost the instant his voice fell, Chu Pojun moved. He had no intention of probing his opponent. With force beneath his feet, he shot forward, the Armor-Piercing Halberd carrying an unstoppable momentum. The cold gleam at its tip suddenly swelled, becoming an utterly condensed streak of black light that stabbed straight toward Shen Yucheng's chest.
This strike was called Rainbow-Piercing Strike. It gathered all one's spiritual power, essence, energy, and spirit into a single point at the halberd's tip, abandoning every variation in pursuit of ultimate speed and penetration, seeking to break a surface with a point.
Shen Yucheng neither retreated nor dodged. His hands formed seals swiftly before his chest. The arena trembled faintly as several earthen walls rose in succession before the halberd light. Chu Pojun's momentum did not diminish. The halberd tip broke through three layers of earth walls in a row, and with every layer it shattered, the black light dimmed another degree. By the time it reached