clash. A faint fluctuation of spiritual energy emanated from within the diagram. Just looking at the scene depicted, it seemed as if two ink figures were fighting, rather comical. However, the battle...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

Theis eyebrows twitching subtly.He was sizing up his opponent, who was doing the same to him. As the strongest fighters from both sides who had suddenly appeared on the scene, it wasn't about any mutual...