The battle ceased for a moment, and the voice telling the two opponents to stop finally reached the battlefield.
However, all that Zhao Tianyin could see at that moment was Su Yu. In great wrath, he growled, "I do not believe this! I am the greatest wizard of this generation! No one can ever overtake me, no one can surpass me!"
Bang!
Once again, he slammed his palm against his forehead, which was now covered in numerous gashes. Blood gushed out from his wounds like a fountain, splattering everywhere.
His ferocious face was a mangled mess of flesh and blood, and he looked as horrendous as a monster.
A violent, savage, aggressive air surrounded his entire being. His dark red eyes shot a deadly glare at Su Yu as he smirked and uttered the words, "Sky-flipping Third Stroke, World Creation!"
The second he finished, it was as if the entire Universe fell silent.
