In this fierce battle, Chen Cong and Omari Bender displayed their strength and skill as the advantage shifted back and forth.
Chen Cong held the upper hand with his fierce, precise, ever-changing swordsmanship and agile footwork, while the frenzied Omari Bender countered with his formidable Soul Power and physical strength.
The sword light in his hand grew ever more brilliant as Chen Cong poured his Soul Power into it to counter Omari Bender's attacks. Sword light collided with towering columns of water and enormous waves, unleashing deafening, heart-shaking roars.
Amid the churning waves, their figures flickered in and out of sight. They were like two dazzling beams of light, colliding and intertwining over the vast sea.
Every clash of power was like a falling star, illuminating the blood-soaked waters.
"Your water-attribute power may be strong, but it isn't concentrated enough. You're still a long way from defeating my Seven Kill Sword," Chen Cong said scornfully. The Seven Kill Sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light, all his strength concentrated within it.
Omari Bender's gaze sharpened. He could feel Chen Cong's Sword Qi pressing toward him with an almost tangible sharpness, but rather than letting those scornful words provoke him, he calmly watched his opponent's movements.
"Then I'll give you one concentrated strike. Fifth Soul Skill-Pain of the Spines!" Omari Bender roared, his aura surging abruptly.
As his words fell, a powerful energy instantly enveloped Omari Bender's body.
That energy erupted from within him, forming a dazzling pillar of light that shot straight into the heavens.
Under its influence, Omari Bender's figure gradually blurred, as though he were merging with the sea.
His figure became a streak of light racing across the water toward Chen Cong. It radiated a fierce aura, slicing through the sea like a sharp blade