BOOM!
Flames shot into the sky, the explosion deafening.
The Martial Artist from Taihao Mountain tumbled through the air. Relying on reactions honed by 'a thousand hammers and hundred refines,' he regained his balance the moment he touched the ground. His feet dragged long marks before he finally steadied himself.
His face turned ashen as he glanced at his left hand—both talismans on the back of his hand had been triggered, signifying his withdrawal from the competition.
Looking up, he saw warning flares also rise from the back of Li Ang's hand.
A one-for-one trade, not a bad deal.
Li Ang casually peeled off the talisman. Looking towards Jiu Fenghai and the others still locked in a fierce battle in the distance, he let out a turbid breath.
With Bian Chenpei and this Martial Artist eliminated, the balance of power had subtly tipped.
