When Xuli Long made his move, the Martial Arts Ninth-Layer Experts flying through the sky all halted, staring intently at him and Zhaang Ye. Down on the ground, the other Martial Artists craned their necks, their full attention captured by the sudden battle.
Xuli Long's Cultivation was at the Early Stage of Martial Arts Ninth Layer, while Zhaang Ye's was at the Eighth Layer Peak. While their Cultivation levels seemed only a hair's breadth apart, the actual gap in power was immense. Every Martial Artist watching the fight looked at Zhaang Ye with pity, as if he were already a dead man.
CRACKLE, CRACKLE, CRACKLE—
Xuli Long's giant claw materialized in mid-air and bore down heavily on Zhaang Ye. As it descended, the raging winds it generated blasted away the clouds in a hundred-zhang radius, its might as overwhelming as a collapsing mountain.
RUMBLE!
Just as the giant claw was about to crash down, Zhaang Ye abruptly threw two punches.
