Amid the trembling, an invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire arena.
Unlike the destructive pressure unleashed when Xu Taiping had fused thunderflame, the aura released by this fusion of the power of wind essence and the power of metal essence conveyed more of a sense of swiftness and sharpness.
For instance, facing that silver hummingbird, Hall Master Siyou instinctively felt that no matter how fast his movement techniques or how thick his protective gang qi, he could neither escape nor withstand this tiny silver hummingbird.
"No, with Song Xian's cultivation, he could never unleash a spell this powerful. This must be some trick he's using to mystify me!"
"Yes, that must be it. When he defeated Gao Qi earlier, he relied on cheap tricks too!"
Although Hall Master Siyou's instincts had sensed the danger, he considered himself one of the foremost martial experts in the Ningyuan Kingdom and ultimately rejected his own intuition.
He firmly believed that the silver hummingbird before him was impressive only in appearance, a paper tiger Xu Taiping meant to intimidate him with, certain to collapse at a single poke.
With that thought, he hesitated no longer. He smashed his fist, fully charged with fist force, at the silver hummingbird while shouting:
"The Red Dragon's Wrath Overturns Mountains and Rivers!"
The instant his words fell, the enormous flood dragon formed from fist aura behind him opened its huge maw again and violently spewed a mouthful of "dragon breath," engulfing both the silver hummingbird and Xu Taiping.
Although this "dragon breath" was merely formed from Hall Master Siyou's fist aura, it truly possessed something of a flood dragon's might. As it erupted, everyone below the arena felt their hearts tremble involuntarily.
"Chirp!"
Just as everyone thought Xu Taiping could not possibly have any strength left to fight