This clash was different. The last had merely been a clash of fists, of pure power. This was a clash between the full might of their metal auras.
The shockwave from the clash struck the southern wall like a tsunami. It didn't even hold for a second, shattering into countless chunks as every southern and northern cadet nearby was hurled away like trash caught in a storm. Eardrums burst almost instantly, with several cadets losing consciousness from the sheer force of the impact.
The head cadets and several elites managed to recover, unleashing the full might of their metal auras to halt their momentum. Several hundred others, either unable to react in time or simply not strong enough to withstand the shockwave, were whisked away in flashes of light before it could do them in.
