"Let's do as you say. A clash of our strongest attacks. Whoever gets crushed has to leave the arena. But…"
Tianyu's eyes suddenly turned cold, just like Zhiran's, as he added with a grin,
"Don't blame me if you cannot take my attack and end up dead in the process. This was your idea. If something happens to you, it is your fault."
"Swoosh!"
As he spoke, his murderous aura spread throughout the entire arena, followed by the surge of thick flame Qi with him at its center, clashing menacingly against Lucien's invisible Sword Qi.
"Good. That is exactly what I want."
Zhiran did not care about the outburst.
He readied his sword, activating his Cloud Piercing Sword, a peak Yellow Rank technique practiced to the Proficient Realm.
It was his greatest asset and the deadliest weapon he could wield against Tianyu. At least, as long as Tianyu did not use a trump card.
"Swish!"
