Chapter Forty-Eight: Narrow Escape from Death

"Make your move!" Boca could hardly wait any longer. Brilliant orange light once again filled half the sky. "Let me show you my Era of Orange and Yellow!"

All the orange radiance was absorbed into Boca's body, and in the next instant, he transformed into a beam of orange-yellow light, charging straight at Mao Xuanzi.

"Blazing Palm Mark!" Mao Xuanzi thrust out his palm, the imprint colliding with the orange-yellow light in a thunderous explosion that reverberated in all directions.

Boca landed on the ground.

Mao Xuanzi, however, was forced back half a step.

"Though it's still orange light, it's already brushing the edge of yellow. Boca has made astonishing progress in this short time!" Mao Xuanzi steadied himself, reflecting inwardly, "Unable to absorb heat, I've barely improved at all lately. If things keep going on like this, it won’t be long before I can no longer match Boca!"

"Give up, Mao Xuanzi!" Boca sneered coldly.

Mao Xuanzi replied, "Even if you've made progress, you are by no means my equal!"

His fiery hair danced as Mao Xuanzi became a raging inferno.

Watching him, Boca thought to himself, "I've fought Mao Xuanzi many times, but I've never seen this move before!"

"Ring of Fire!" Mao Xuanzi unleashed a technique belonging to Crown Prince Mao.

"So it's the Prince's move!" Boca hurriedly retreated to the edge of the arena, wary of approaching. He was well acquainted with the devastating power of the Crown Prince's Ring of Fire.

Since Mao Xuanzi and Crown Prince Mao were siblings, it was not surprising that Mao Xuanzi could use his brother's techniques. While the battle here raged with fire, on the other side, Han Tianyue and Luo Ye's fight had plunged to freezing depths.

"Ice Blade!" Han Tianyue attacked once more.

"Shatter!" Luo Ye again broke Han Tianyue's assault to pieces.

"This Luo Ye's techniques are too bizarre! No matter how I attack, he can shatter the entire space with a single squeeze. How am I supposed to fight him?" Han Tianyue, already fatigued from wielding the Ice Blade, began to feel his strength waning. "If I can’t find his weakness soon, even if I’m not defeated by him, I’ll collapse from exhaustion!"

Luo Ye, fully aware that Han Tianyue's relentless attacks were taxing his stamina, seized the opportunity, lunged forward, and crushed the very space surrounding Han Tianyue in his grasp.

A wave of excruciating pain overwhelmed Han Tianyue, blood spurting from his mouth.

Luo Ye struck again, "Shatter!"

Before Han Tianyue could recover from the agony, his vision went black and his body was hurled into the air.

Blood-red bubbles drifted through the air. In the darkness before his eyes, Han Tianyue seemed to see Crown Prince Mao, staring at him with blazing fury and shouting, "Useless!"

"I will never give in!" Han Tianyue's unyielding will surged forth, vibrating through his soul, and from its depths erupted a powerful current of cold.

"Aaaah!" His piercing scream tore through the entire arena.

Luo Ye's gaze sharpened. "At last, you've exploded!"

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