The silence of the first fight still echoed in the arena as Li Fen and Gao Jin took their positions. The contrast was striking. The imposing solidity of Gao Jin against the lightness of Li Fen.
Dong Zhen gave no time for hesitation and said.
"Begin."
Gao Jin went straight to the point. He wasn't foolish, he had seen the overwhelming advantage of having blood intent. His only chance was to crush Li Fen quickly, before blood control came into play.
With a grunt, he advanced, his black-stone warhammer swinging in a powerful arc that made the air vibrate.
"Bloody Mountain Fall!" He bellowed, channeling his blood Qi, an opaque, heavy red energy, into the hammerhead, which glowed with a sinister light.
Li Fen did not retreat. But it was as if he had slipped. His body seemed to blur for an instant, twisting in an impossible way beside the devastating hammer.
