The power of their clash swept across the entire arena, blasting a gigantic crater into it.
On the distant presidium, the Sun Moon Empire's high-ranking officials stared at the scene before them, dumbfounded.
The arena was cast in a single piece from an alloy!
Just how powerful an impact would it take to do that?
Jing Hongchen could no longer spare a thought for the fact that his own Red Dust Protection had contributed most to the decisive turn in this match. His expression shifted again and again.
Whether Chen Ping or Long Ao Tian, both were already far stronger than Xiao Hongchen, a Soul Saint.
Were Soul Masters truly more powerful than Soul Engineers?
Long Ao Tian appeared at the very heart of the explosion.
He knelt on one knee in the center of the crater, struggling to stand.
His clothes were in tatters, wounds of every size covered his body, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and all his meridians felt as though that staff strike had blasted them out of place.
Chen Ping had said earlier that to determine whether this round was a draw, they first had to see whether Long Ao Tian had a defensive soul tool, but in reality, Chen Ping knew the answer even better than Long Ao Tian did.
Long Ao Tian was a traditionalist even more stubborn than Shrek's Inner Court students from five years ago. Aside from soul tools for everyday use, he refused to use any kind of soul tool to assist him in battle.
Naturally, that meant he had nothing like an Invincible Shield.
By contrast, although Chen Ping looked bedraggled, he had actually only been shaken slightly by the recoil.
His opponent's Mad God Slash, enhanced by several stacked amplification skills and powerful enough to