As the Frost Dust Wolf fell, a brief silence filled the arena.
Then, an outpour of applause and cheers erupted, as mighty as a storm surge.
This fight that they've just witnessed was no less exciting than the previous one. Ziyun, small and delicate, seemed to hold an infinite amount of Shattering Thunder within her. Her fighting performance on the Battle Stand was akin to a thunderbolt sprite, leaving an unforgettable mark on countless spectators.
In the competitors' bench, Gu Ling's expression took on a greater degree of seriousness.
"Dark Scale Dragon, our next opponent won't be simple!"
"Roar!" The Dark Scale Dragon crossed its claws over its chest, nodded gravely, and looked at the tiny figure in the arena with an equal degree of seriousness.
It had not been long since their last encounter, but the one who had only taken half of his strength then, had already become this powerful.
However, with this, he should be able to carry out a battle at full strength, right?
