NovelsBestWith his mind made up, Fenley no longer hesitated and began to build up his momentum. Soon, powerful internal energy surged from various vital points in his body.
In an instant, his hair stood on end, his robe billowed, and a brilliant light emanated from him. Behind him, the ethereal divine spirit sharpened into a more defined figure, and its features were striking and imposing.
Dalen's expression turned serious upon seeing that. He knew Fenley was preparing to execute his killer move. "Split!" Without hesitation, he formed a series of hand seals with both hands. His body trembled and split into three identical figures. The process repeated as it multiplied into 27 clones in the blink of an eye.
But creating those clones cat a cost. Dalen's breath grew noticeably heavier; he was at his limit. He would push his body beyond its breaking point if he continued to multiply.
"Just a flashy move." Fenley scoffed at the clones surrounding him. "Letshow you what real divine power looks like." He slowly raised his hands to his chest and thrust them forward. "Fury of Wind God!" As he unleashed his attack, the ethereal divine spirit mirrored his movements. In an instant, the sky darkened while thunder rumbled and winds howled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTwo massive palm shadows surged forward, carrying a storm of razor-sharp wind blades. The sheer volof blades was staggering, filling the air with a relentless assault.
At first glance, the Fury of Wind God focused on the palm shadows, with the wind blades as mere support. But the true deadly strike was concealed within the countless wind blades swirling in the sky.
"Scatter!" Dalen signaled for his 27 clones to scatter, and each darted in different directions to avoid the onslaught. He didn't intend to face Fenley's deadly strike head-on unless necessary.
Fenley's two palm shadows shattered nine of Dalen's clones, and the palm wind ripped even those that weren't directly hit. Though the remaining clones managed to avoid the palm shadows, they couldn't escape the wind blades.
The air filled with the sharp whistle of countless wind blades, each carrying terrifying lethal force. They continued tearing through Dalen's clones.
Dalen's 27 clones began to diminish at a visible rate. In just a few breaths, only a fraction remained.
But Fenley's wind blades showed no sign of slowing down. They blanketed the area and created an unending storm of destruction.
A chill ran down the spectators' spines. At that moment, they truly understood the terrifying might of the Four Elements of God's Technique.
Even in the first form of Fury of the Wind God could devastate everything on its path. Once executed, the area within a hundred yards beca death zone. Any living being caught inside would be torn apart by the wind blades.
This dazzling and formidable attack eclipsed everything they had witnessed in previous matches.
"Looks like the one ranked high on the Legendary List lives up to the hype." "Why do I feel like Fenley is much stronger today than yesterday?" "You're right. Yesterday, he used the Fury of Wind God from the Four Elements of God's Technique, but it wasn't nearly as terrifying as this. Do you think he was holding back?" Fenley's strength stirred murmurs among the spectators. Seven worried about Dalen's fate. With an opponent like Fenley, winning seemed unlikely, and Dalen's life was on the line.
After sacrificing 26 clones and successfully avoiding Fenley's attacks, Dalen stood behind him. It was the only spot where the wind blades couldn't reach him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ha! Do you think you can escape death like this? Such a foolish delusion!" Fenley suddenly turned with both fists clenched as he aimed them at Dalen. " Fury of Fire God!" The ethereal divine spirit behind him mirrored his movement. Thunder cracked in the sky as two massive flaming fists shot toward Dalen.
The battle ring was charred wherever the flaming fists passed, and the air warped under the intense heat. The terrifying energy swept through the arena in an instant. With no clones to distract the attack, Dalen had nowhere to run from the flaming fists. Since evasion was out of the question, he could only face it head-on.
He quickly formed hand seals. A layer of silver light enveloped him like shimmering armor, adding a regal air to his striking features.
"Advance, Combatants, Engage, Entirety, Form, Lines, March Forward -Break it!" Upon Upon finishing his om incantation, he transformed into a streak of silver and charged straight at Fenley's flaming fists. The silver light collided with the red light in midair. After a brief moment of suspension, it exploded with a thunderous boom.
The ground shook violently. A wave of terrifying energy radiated from the impact point, sweeping outward like an unstoppable avalanche.
"Oh, no!" Oron's face paled. Without hesitation, he activated the protective barrier around the battle ring. If this energy escaped, the casualties could be catastrophic.
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