The Sharp Mo Dao came down from overhead with crushing force. Mo Yue raised her hammer to block the descending blade and twisted to avoid the Ground Spikes jutting up beneath her feet.
A droplet drifted through the corner of her vision. Then a Long Whip appeared from nowhere, wrapped around her waist, and yanked hard.
Mo Yue lost her balance. Above her, Lou Guanshan's blade threatened her life; below, spikes jutted up to impale her; and beside her, Mu Bingge watched like a predator.
"Where's Fu Sheng?!"
Where was her lousy teammate?
"I eliminated him."
A cool voice came from behind her. Mo Yue caught only a glimpse of fluttering black hair before she was back on the Stage.
Dumbfounded, she looked at Fu Sheng, whose eyes kept wandering.
"Where were you? When did you get taken out?"
Fu Sheng said helplessly, "She used Flower in the Mirror, Moon on the Water to create an Illusion. When Lou Guanshan swung at you, she took me out first."
Mo Yue's mind was full of questions.
Mu Bingge and Lou Guanshan had dealt with the two of them, while Su Wuwei and Wan Lan handled He Chuan's group. Did they trust Kou Ying that much to stop that slash?
Everyone searched for a glimpse of the center of the battle.
An immense blade of light descended, wreathed in radiance and lightning, tearing through layer after layer of Dark Shadow like flimsy paper.
Boom!
An earthshaking roar erupted through the Venue. The billowing dust swept up loose stones that battered the Protective Shield around the spectator stands with a clatter, like a rain of rocks.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, wishing they could turn into a gale and blow away the dust obscuring their view to see who had emerged as the final winner.