"Clearwind Slash!"
"Gods and Devils Slash!"
With two furious roars, Cai Dagui and Zhao Bufan finished gathering their full strength almost simultaneously, then unleashed their ultimate techniques without holding anything back. The attacks collided with a thunderous crash!
In an instant, the entire Martial Platform shook violently, as though struck by an immense invisible force, and let out a series of heart-stopping rumbles.
The waves of air stirred up by that powerful energy clash swept outward like raging seas, only to be dissipated by the steward serving as referee before they could escape the Martial Platform.
Countless gusts of clear wind, razor-sharp enough to slice through skin with ease, whistled wildly across the Martial Platform. They intertwined with the eerie, unfathomable aura of gods and devils, half yin and half yang, creating a breathtaking spectacle.
For a time, fierce winds danced and torrents of energy spilled in every direction. Neither side gave an inch, and the two remained deadlocked!
Yet a closer look made it clear that, despite the apparent stalemate, Zhao Bufan's gods and devils body was gradually gaining the upper hand. He advanced steadily, squeezing down the space available to Cai Dagui's phantom of clear wind bit by bit.
By now, both Cai Dagui and Zhao Bufan were drenched in sweat and gasping for breath.
Clearly, this strike placed an enormous burden on them both. If it still failed to decide the winner, they would likely be utterly exhausted and unable to fight any further.
Below the platform, the Clearwind Sect disciples shouted passionately to cheer Cai Dagui on. Meanwhile, the Misty Sect disciples refused to be outdone, roaring at the tops of their lungs in support of Zhao Bufan.
The other spectators had their own favorites as well, each cheering for the Heaven's Chosen they favored!