Bai Lei's frustration mounted as another exchange of blows led nowhere. His Thunder Kylin sang through the air, meeting only empty space as Tian Bao's corrupted form twisted away. The Hell Sage's techniques remained lethal, yet Bai Lei matched each strike perfectly. Neither warrior could gain the advantage.
"Let's do this the old fashioned way." Bai Lei planted his left foot hard against the stone floor. Purple energy crackled outward, forming a circular barrier around both combatants. The space confined them - just enough room to swing their weapons, but a single step back would cross the boundary.
"If you step out, you lose." Bai Lei's playful tone echoed in the enclosed space. His words seemed to fall on deaf ears - Tian Bao's eyes remained vacant, his consciousness buried beneath layers of dark corruption. Yet something in the Hell Sage's posture shifted.
