The final battle.
The winner would be crowned the chief of this year's training camp!
The countdown numbers slowly ticked down between the two fighters.
The instant it hit zero, Dongfang Zhen vanished!
Just as he had in their first duel twenty days ago, he erupted with his ultimate speed. In a flash of lightning, the halberd in his hand was already sweeping toward Lin Ye's chest with the force of a landslide.
But this time—
CLANG!
A deafening roar erupted as a violent shockwave swept out in all directions.
Dongfang Zhen was sent flying back several meters. He stumbled a few more steps upon landing before managing to steady himself.
His hands, gripping the halberd, throbbed as if they would tear apart, and a sore numbness radiated up his arms.
Across from him, Lin Ye stood his ground, not having moved an inch.
The layer of ever-flowing golden Gang Sha covering his body had absorbed the full force of the attack.
