When Ye Beiming unleashed his fighting spirit, the Mage felt as though he had slammed head-on into a wall, as if his feet were trapped in a swamp, making it exceptionally difficult to move even a step. Following that, he found it difficult to breathe, his entire face turning purple.
"Enough," Elder Helian hurried forward to intervene.
Elder Helian was a rare individual in the Mainland Magic Elite Camp who practiced Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts.
His magic cultivation was slightly higher, but his Martial Artist Cultivation had also reached the level of Martial Saint.
He was certain that Ye Beiming's cultivation surpassed his own.
"Oh? Are you implying, Elder Helian, that you admit the people from your Magic Elite Camp have lost this time?" Elder Yu stroked his smooth chin, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
On the deck, the Martial Artists from the Continent Martial Artist Elite Camp were beaming with pride, feeling that they had gained prestige.
