The duel had only been occurring for the past half minute, but for the spectators, it felt like hours. They held their breath, not blinking, afraid they might miss a crucial moments, causing their eyes to redden.
Felix and Krisha, on the other hand, blinked their eyes, of course. Every time they stepped back, they took the important reset—breathing, blinking, grasping their wooden sword's hilt tightly.
Yet, it only occurred in a split-second as they immediately clashed with their swords.
PengPeng, meanwhile, was getting closer to his goal. Moon, despite finally wounding him, didn't realize that PengPeng had already circled around Felix and Krisha, limiting their space.
If PengPeng circled once more, but now, more closer to Felix, it would definitely affect the duel between Felix and Krisha.
Felix realized it. After his and Krisha's third exchange, with either of them failing to land a successful attack, he ordered Moon in a brief moment.
"Don't hold back anymore."
