As Zuo Chuan roared, a gigantic palm that blotted out the sun and sky came crashing down. The terrifying shockwave instantly pulverized the greenstone slabs of the Martial Arts Arena, and the entire ground began to tremble. In an instant, dust and smoke engulfed the entire square!
RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE...
PATTER PATTER PATTER...
A deafening roar echoed in everyone's ears, accompanied by the patter of falling stone fragments. The crowd in the square stared at the Martial Arts Arena, dumbfounded and too shocked for words.
The Martial Arts Arena was gone, leaving only a raised platform riddled with cracks. The stage was shrouded in dust and smoke, and rings of energy radiated outward, making it impossible to see what was happening on it.
"So this is the full-power strike of a Spirit General? How terrifying!" The people in the crowd recalled the sheer might of that attack, their hearts still pounding with lingering fear.
