The next morning.
The sky was dim and filled with dark clouds, and a light rain fell intermittently.
Under the watchful eyes of the Cultivators, Fang Yang and Le Shiyu stepped onto the arena platform, standing far apart from each other.
Le Shiyu wore blue armor and held a flexible whip, her expression icy.
But her Pet Beast, a Rain Swift, was incredibly active. This weather allowed them to fully unleash their power.
Fang Yang, on the other hand, was clad in silver dragon-scale armor and held a crimson battle spear. He stood tall, like a sword or a spear himself, radiating a heroic aura.
Anyone who saw him would have their eyes light up and call him a young general in silver armor.
Behind him, his Pet Beast, the White Feathered Eagle, hovered in the air, standing proudly with him in the center of the arena.
In terms of sheer presence and appearance, Fang Yang had a slight edge over Le Shiyu.
