"This move... not bad."
Zhang Yu slightly opened his mouth, full of a bloody taste, and smiled at Jiutian Liu.
Jiutian Liu's gaze sharpened, and the audience thinking that he would win still held at 80%.
Although it didn't drop, the growth had stopped, obviously because Zhang Yu had just taken his attack head-on.
Meanwhile, lines of text projection continued to appear behind Zhang Yu.
"Jiutian Liu, do you think your strike now has surpassed the Foundation Establishment, reaching an unprecedented peak?"
"Then I will face your peak head-on, defeat your peak, crush your peak."
"Next, I'll stand here, not dodging or avoiding, and take nine more of your moves head-on."
"Whatever killing moves you have, just bring them out."
