The Golden-Armored Cultivator roared, and red and blue light burst from the long halberd in his hand. With a backhand sweep, he raised a broad shield of red and blue light before him. A thunderous crash rang out as the red-and-black sword shadow struck the shield. Red-and-black and red-and-blue radiance scattered in all directions, striking the arena's protective restrictions and stirring up ripples of light.
With a muffled crack, the Golden-Armored Cultivator's Light Barrier actually shattered. But the sword shadow was already a spent arrow at the end of its flight. His eyes flashed, and he swung his halberd. A streak of red light flashed past, smashing the sword shadow apart with a bang.
"Stop! The match has been decided!" Seeing that the Demonic Sword Sect disciple still intended to attack, the Golden-Armored Cultivator hastily shouted.
"What? The match has been decided?" Huang Hua cried out in shock. "Wait! I can still fight! I..."
"The Demonic Sword Sect wins!" The Golden-Armored Cultivator cut Huang Hua off and announced the result outright.
"I refuse to accept this!" Huang Hua roared. The two light blades in his hands blazed even brighter, and he actually looked ready to keep fighting.
"Enough! A loss is a loss. Don't make a laughingstock of yourself before the other sects!" A voice suddenly sounded beside Huang Hua's ear. Spirit Daoist materialized at his side.
"Elder Spirit, I clearly still have magic power left! I..."
"Enough! That Demonic Sword Sect disciple used the Bloodthirst Technique, increasing his magic power and divine abilities severalfold. He even broke through the defenses of this Golden Light Hall guard in golden armor. You couldn't have stopped him!" Spirit Daoist interrupted calmly.
"..." Huang Hua lowered his head without a word, leaving his thoughts unknown.
"Ah! What a pity!" Outside the arena, Li