"This is too terrifying... I can't see anything at all!" Cold sweat seeped from a lord's forehead. His pupils contracted violently, yet he still could not make out the details of the battle.
"Is this a clash between peak prodigies?" someone muttered, their fingers clenched so tightly that their knuckles turned white.
After a moment, one lord sighed. "Looking at it this way, although Killing Star lost to Demon Lotus in that earlier battle, his strength seems to be far more than that."
"At the very least, he hadn't used movement techniques of this level."
"Indeed. Killing Star can actually trade blows with Leng Dao. He truly deserves to be called the most dazzling rising star of this competition!"
Everyone gained a new understanding of Han Xing's strength.
Just then, a lord cried out, "Look! Their battle has changed again!"
"Killing Star is injured!"
"What?!"
Everyone turned to look.
"Slash—"
A blade aura grazed Han Xing's shoulder, sending a spray of blood into the air.
At the same time, Han Xing felt a chill on his neck.
The next moment, a distinct line of blood appeared!
Leng Dao's previous strike had nearly decapitated him!
"You dodged quite quickly."
Leng Dao's voice was icy. "But you won't be so lucky with the next strike."
Han Xing touched his neck, and the wound there vanished at a visible rate.
He smiled. "Your blade is really fast!"
"If my physical body had been any weaker, you might really have decapitated me today."
"But..."
Before he finished speaking, Han Xing released the bowstring in his hand!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three arrows shot out in a triangular formation, each wrapped in black, red, and golden origin power.
If these three arrows struck, even an ordinary High-Level Lord would suffer heavy damage, or even