Both sides did not radiate with any powerful or strong aura. However, for some reason, everyone present in the stadium could feel as though they were now experiencing the calm before the storm. That worn blade was unexpected causing the audience's hairs to stand up in fright, just as though a great scourge beast was staring right at them with its eyes!
There was no need for any other words. In fact, there wasn't even the need to sighing to others quietly via eye contact. The discussions and noisy dim that had just erupted in the stadium had immediately quietened down once again.
The large blade in Karl's hands slowly pointed towards the front, while Mo Wen rested his hands calmly stretched out his hands to enter into a stance.
