Championship battle, floating stage.
The atmosphere at the scene surged to its peak, the champion of the Continent Martial Arts Competition is about to be decided.
The arena, floating in mid-air, is a disposable prop intended to be wrecked tonight by the championship contenders, funded by the wealthy Alan Royal Court.
Xiao Long was dressed in a plain open-collared shirt, black and silver striped straight-leg pants, and leather boots. On the night of the final battle, his long hair was tied up, and he held a long sword in his arms, ready for combat.
Meanwhile, Saleret had quickly frozen a mask onto his face to contain his power from leaking. He remained bare-chested, sporting tattoos, wearing only breeches and military boots, and wielded dual blades.
Yet everyone already knew what lay beneath Saleret's mask. A handsome face is a long-term asset, beauty dictates personality, it instantly created a Dream Girl.
