The impact made the entire hall tremble.
The spike cracked but did not shatter immediately. Yun Hao's fist sank a few centimeters into the ice before being stopped.
Waves of energy spread out.
Both were thrown backward.
Kyrian slid several meters, leaving a frozen trail on the ground before steadying himself. Yun Hao was thrown even farther, rolling until he stopped near the edge of the arena.
Silence took over the environment.
No one spoke for a few moments.
Then, murmurs began to arise.
"He… really faced Yun Hao head-on…"
"That shouldn't be possible…"
"What kind of monster… has emerged in the Blood Court again…"
Kyrian straightened his body slowly.
Yun Hao stood up on the other side, his gaze fixed, serious, filled with respect and caution.
He truly could not gain an advantage against Kyrian, and would have to fight seriously against someone so far below him in cultivation.
Yun Hao advanced again.
