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The violent shockwave, mixed with scorching thunder breath, crashed fiercely onto the huge force field shield, producing a strained hum and intense ripples!

The entire arena was completely submerged in blinding golden light.

...

In the corner of the spectator stands.

He Manhe’s playful smile froze instantly.

A trace of astonishment clearly flickered across her clear eyes for the first time!

The astonishment quickly turned into a cold chill, spreading like polar ice in her eyes.

She slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her eyelids, her rosy lips pursed into a cold line.

Upon reopening them, all emotions had settled.

Only unfathomable darkness and a hint of provoked murderous intent remained.

She no longer glanced at the arena swallowed by gold light and elegantly stood up, leaving the noisy and bustling spectator stands like a ghost blending into the shadows, silently.

...

"It’s over...?"

"Instant...instant kill?!"

"Oh my god! What was that move?! Thunder God descended?!"

"The black-robed figure? Blasted to bits?!"

After a brief dead silence, even more frenzied waves of sound erupted.

Everyone was utterly shocked by this world-destroying strike.

What they thought would be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers turned into a crushing defeat once Thunder God became serious.

That mysterious and eerie black-robed figure, before absolute power, was nothing more than a fragile existence, unable to withstand a single blow.

Yet the audience couldn’t see it.

The referee announced immediately.

"Winner! Thunder God!"

Boom——!!!

Cheering completely flooded the entire arena!

"Thunder God! Thunder God! Thunder God!"

On the arena, the blinding golden light slowly faded.

The swirling dust and scorching thunder breath continued to churn within the force field.

A terrifying, charred giant pit, over twenty meters in diameter and several meters deep, appeared at the center of the huge alloy arena.

The bottom of the pit radiated a terrifying high temperature, with wisps of blue smoke rising.

At the edge of the pit.

Fang Qingyu’s figure stood silently.

The Shenxiao Thunder gradually receded from his body, and the melted gold slit pupils coldly stared at the bottom of the pit.

At the center of the pit bottom.

The wide black robe had long turned to ashes under the extreme heat and destructive energy of Shenxiao Thunderfall, disappearing without a trace.

What was revealed was a charred, curled-up humanoid figure.

One could barely make out it was a female.

Her body’s surface was covered with horrifying burns and carbonization marks, her hair long burned away, her skin charred and cracked like dry wood consumed by flames.

However, just as the referee announced the results, and the cheers reached their peak...

Sudden change occurred!

The charred body, supposedly completely lifeless, suddenly opened its eyes.

They were eyes entirely different from just moments ago.

Lively, spiteful.

The charred arm lifted with a speed utterly incongruous with its injuries.

Slap!

The blood-stained fingers, in an instant, precisely grasped the tip of Fang Qingyu’s Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash.

The unyielding blade instantly cut through the charred fingers’ flesh.

Blood trickled like a small serpent.

But it forcibly held the blade poised to slit the throat.

Simultaneously, that charred, twisted face, unrecognizable features, barely managed to pull the mouth corners upwards, forming an eerie smile.

A hoarse, spiteful female voice emerged:

"I said, next time we meet... I will kill you..."

The voice wasn’t loud but pierced clearly through the dust, reaching Fang Qingyu’s ears.

The eyes beneath Fang Qingyu’s mask showed no change, no surprise, only ice-cold murderous intent solidifying visibly.

His hands exerted force suddenly.

"I’ve waited too long for this!!!"

Boom——!!!

The terrifying power between the blade tip and palm exploded instantly.

Fang Qingyu’s arms bulged with muscles, the Shenxiao Power though not released, was infused throughout his body.

The solid glazed ground beneath him suddenly shattered.

He forcefully resisted He Manhe’s possessed puppet’s opposition, pressing Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash along with the charred arm tightly gripping the blade tip, mercilessly downwards.

In the massive collision of power.

Their figures, like meteors, once again fell heavily from the pit edge back into the deep pit.

Another deafening giant crash.

Even denser dust mixed with debris and scorching air currents shot skyward.

Completely engulfing the giant pit.

The cheering in the stands abruptly halted.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

"What just happened?!"

"Not dead?! That woman isn’t dead?!"

"She caught Thunder God’s blade?!!"

"Oh my god! She spoke! What did she say?!"

"What’s happening?! What’s going on down in the pit?!"

Exclamations, confusion, incredulous screams instantly replaced the cheers, plunging the entire arena into chaotic noise!

At the bottom of the dust-filled pit.

Fang Qingyu’s Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash, blade tip was only an inch away from the throat of He Manhe’s possessed puppet.

The charred arm gripped the blade tightly, blood flowing, the finger bones emitting a faint moan under the terrifying force.

He Manhe’s spiteful eyes locked onto the golden pupils beneath Fang Qingyu’s mask.

"You... have grown stronger..."

The hoarse voice contained a trace of unwillingness and disbelief.

She was referring...

Not to Fang Qingyu’s Shenxiao Envoy ability.

But to... the recently empowered Dragon Fist Grandmaster.

Fang Qingyu did not respond, only increased the force again.

Crack!

The harsh sound of bones breaking rang out.

The charred arm’s finger bones could no longer withstand the terrifying power of the Dragon Fist Grandmaster’s perfection, snapping instantly.

Slap——!

The icy blade of Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash faced no further obstruction.

Immediately pierced through the charred puppet’s throat.

The blade tip penetrated the back of the neck, deeply embedding itself into the glazed ground below.