Soyer slammed his fists together, and a spray of sparks burst from his knuckles.
The entire arena fell silent in an instant. The Dingchuan Academy formation, whose morale had been roused to its peak, now watched Tang Liuyun with complete focus.
The two daggers lightly touched before him, then slowly slid against each other.
A sharp metallic scraping sound rang out.
Sizzle...
Clang!
A spark exploded, and Tang Liuyun shot into the air like a leopard springing from the shadows. He carved arcs of afterimages through midair and charged forward along an eerie trajectory.
Soyer, nearly 190 centimeters tall, had rock-like, sharply defined muscles that quivered slightly. His unnervingly pale eyes lifted as he stepped back, his right fist trembling and drawing the air into a vortex. Then he stared straight ahead.
He suddenly threw a punch!
With a bang, rippling distortions spread through the air.
"You fell for it."
Tang Liuyun's eyes briefly froze amid the afterimages... Soyer's fist punched straight through his afterimage.
"Behind him!"
A cry suddenly erupted from outside the stage.
A black shadow sprang from the ground into the air, then dove down like an eagle pouncing on prey, the two daggers its talons.
Aerial Shadow Carving!
"Good!"
The Dingchuan Formation erupted in earth-shaking cheers.
"You're too confident."
A cold voice rang out. Soyer's right fist suddenly swept in a semicircle before him, his body crackling with exploding bones as he forcibly shifted half a meter to the side before throwing a fierce backhand punch.
Screech!~
That was the sound of daggers striking steel gauntlets.
A chain of sparks bloomed where the two shadows collided.
Tang Liuyun's dagger moved like a venomous snake in his palm. In that single instant of their midair clash, it carved two deep bloody grooves across Soyer's right arm!
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