Bolts of lightning crackled, fire erupted, and gusts of wind swirled in a chaotic display of prowess. But Xu Shan's movements were a dance of fluidity and precision, his body weaving through the onslaught of attacks with uncanny grace.
With a swipe of his hand, he summoned a gust of wind to redirect a torrent of flames, creating a barrier of swirling elements that shielded him from harm.
In the midst of the chaos, he struck with calculated ferocity, his fists and feet delivering devastating blows that shattered bones and sent bodies flying.
The hall echoed with the agonized cries of the defeated cultivators. Xu Shan's eyes burned with excitement as he engaged each opponent with a calculated strategy, exploiting their weaknesses and turning their own attacks against them.
Even though he couldn't break through to the next level after the Heavenly Celestial, it was the same for these people.
