Inside and outside the venue, excitement ran high, and cheers shook the heavens.
On the Dueling Platform, the two figures who had stood facing each other had already plunged into a fierce exchange.
Fang Qianyuan's moves were sweeping and forceful, swift yet savagely ferocious.
Meng Du was sinister and elusive. Even as he dodged and shifted, he moved like a venomous snake, weaving unpredictably.
One relied on his powerful physique and spirit essence to unleash relentless attacks; the other used his deep cultivation to weave around his opponent and tie him down. Each displayed a distinctive fighting style.
The distinguished spectators from all quarters watched with eyes gleaming in admiration.
Although the match had only been underway for a dozen or so breaths, what the two had shown was already enough to place them above ninety-nine percent of the disciples from the various sects.
They had not disgraced their reputations as elite fighters, nor had they let down the talented fellow disciples they had defeated and eliminated along the way!
But the stalemate would eventually break. At last, Meng Du seized an opening and unleashed Snake Shadow Secret Hand, winding it around Fang Qianyuan's right arm.
His snake-shadow manifestation was tough and solid, more than a match for an iron chain.
An ordinary person caught by this move would be bitten the very next instant.
But Fang Qianyuan had been ready. Turning his arm, he hauled with tremendous force and dragged Meng Du bodily toward him.
Thud!
Fang Qianyuan's heavy kick slammed into Meng Du, sending him flying.
Fang Qianyuan gave him no breathing room. He immediately pounced, intent on finishing his opponent in one decisive rush.
Yet just then, a mass of black snake shadows sprang from the ground where Meng Du had fallen.
These were shadow snakes!
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