"Boom!"
Dazzling light spilled down from the sky. As the energy between heaven and earth ran wild, purple-brown and pitch-black masses of energy swept out from the point of collision, carrying a terrifying storm. Wherever it passed, space trembled!
In the surrounding stands, countless spectators stared in horror at the rapidly spreading ripples of energy. Even from so far away, they could still feel the terror within them.
As the thunderous crash faded, shattered stones shot into the sky where Tang Xiao stood. Then his body abruptly flew backward and slammed into a stone pillar, which exploded with a deafening crash.
Only then did Tang Xiao finally come to a stop. The sight made everyone draw in a sharp breath. The mighty sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, a rank ninety-seven Titled Douluo, had actually lost to a teenage boy. It was simply unbelievable.
Staring fixedly at Tang Xiao's somewhat ashen face, the spectators swallowed, then turned their gazes almost in unison toward the center of the square before the Pope's Hall. Where Xiao Yan and Tang Xiao had just clashed, a crater over a meter deep and several meters wide had appeared.
Cracks spread from the crater's edges like a spiderweb, only coming to a halt after extending more than ten meters.
"Holy shit, look at the size of that crater! Looks like the rest of today's matches are out of the question," a spectating Soul Master exclaimed as he stared at the glaring hole.
Bibi Dong stole a glance at the pale-faced Tang Xiao. An odd gleam surfaced in her eyes as she murmured to herself, "I truly never imagined that Xiao Yan could leave someone of Tang Xiao's strength in such a sorry state."
"Your Holiness, Xiao Yan's cultivation speed is far too terrifying. Now he