Xiangli Deng waved his sword and with a gust of wind, the dust spiraled away.
His sharp eyes were fixated on Zhang Fumin who was standing across him "Not bad, little sister."
Zhang Fumin gritted her teeth in frustration "Don't call that... I will punch your mouth."
Xiangli Deng's response was calm and he uttered "After my sword..."
"Very well..."
*swoosh* Crimson flas burst out of Zhang Fumin's body and her eyes turned bright red, enraging with flas.
Feeling the outburst of profound energy from Zhang Fumin, Xiangli Deng frowned slightly "This might be a little trouble."
*flick* Leaving a trial of fire, Zhang Fumin dashed towards Xiangli Deng and clutched her palm tightly.
*woosh* She punched the air and with a swirl of energy, flas burst out from her fist dashing towards Xiangli Deng.
Xiangli Deng again thrust his sword at the incoming flas and wind spiraled out from his sword, clashing with the flas.
*woosh* For a mont, the two forces seed evenly matched, locked in.
But then, with a roar, the flas began to push through the whirlwind, inching closer and closer to Xiangli Deng.
Realizing he couldn't hold it off forever, Xingli Deng spun on his heel, using the montum to redirect the whirlwind.
The flas veered off course, crashing into the ground a few ters away, where it exploded in a burst of fla and smoke.
*BOOOM*
However, Zhang Fumin wasn't finished. She slamd her fist into the ground, and a ring of fire erupted around her, expanding outward in a circle.
The flas flicked at the air, creating a barrier of heat that distorted the space around her.
A sharp glint passed through her eyes as she sent the ring of fire rushing toward Xiangli Deng, the flas growing taller and more intense as they approached him.
Zhang Deng's eyes narrowed as he could feel the heat as the ring of flas inched close to him, and he knew he couldn't afford to let the flas reach him.
*woosh* With a swift movent, he raised his sword high above his head, and the wind responded, swirling around him in a vortex.
He brought the sword down in a powerful slash, and the vortex expanded outward, bashing with the ring of fire.
*BBOOOOMMMM* The two forces crashed with a resounding boom, and for a second, the entire arena was enveloped in a swirling mass of fire and wind.
Xiangli Deng gritted his teeth as he could feel the flas pushing him back but soon the wind began to overpower the flas, pushing them back until they scattered into embers across the arena floor.
"Huff!" "Huff!" Zhang Fumin took deep breaths as the heavy attack just now took a good toll on her body and she could feel the sweat dribbling down her eyebrow.
'Haah... I will beat this royal family shits to a pulp.'
*flick* A pair of red gauntlets appeared in Zhang Fumin's hands and a smile stretched her lips.
'Thank you, my dear Little Brother.'
Keeping her smirk, she smashed the gauntlets with each other, creating sparks of fire and glanced at Xiangli Deng.
With a burst of flas, she raised her hands, and twin streams of fire shot from her palms, snaking through the air like fiery serpents.
*woosh* Xiangli Deng watched the approaching flas, his mind racing with panic.
"The quality of her flas has increased..."
He could feel the power behind the attack, and he knew he had to act fast.
With a deep breath, he concentrated on his energy, his grip on his sword tightening.
*flick* As the flas closed in, he suddenly moved, his body blurring as he dashed toward her with lightning speed.
In the blink of an eye, he inched close to Zhang Fumin.
His sword flashed in the sunlight as he slashed at the streams of fire, the blade cutting through them like butter.
The flas sputtered and died, and before Zhang Fumin could react, Xiangli Deng was right in front of her, his sword poised to strike.
"Not so easily..."
*WOOOOSSHHHH* Her eyes glowed crimson and she thrust her hands forward, as a burst of flas erupted from her palms, forcing Zhang Deng to leap back to avoid being scorched.
"WOAHHH!!!" The audience was amazed to see Zhang Fumin's powers on par with Xiangli Deng.
Zhang Fumin's flas beca more controlled, shaping into fiery things and she launched a series of flaming whips, each lash aid directly at Xiangli Deng's vital points.
Xiangli Deng countered by manipulating the wind to create shields and barriers, deflecting the fiery attacks with ease.
He then directed sharp gusts of wind toward Zhang Fumin, trying to disrupt her concentration and scatter her flas.
They continued their fight as swirls of flas and wind clashed.
Zhang Fumin's fists burned with fire and she unleashed a barrage of rapid punches, each one sending flas spiraling toward him, but Xiangli Deng moved between her attacks, his sword moving faster than the eye could follow.
With every swing, he sliced through her flas, sending gusts of wind to disperse them.
Xiangli Deng's eyes condensed and he thought in his mind "I should finish this fight soon..."
As he was about to use his technique, he saw Zhang Fumin's disappearing from his vision.
"Huh? Where did she go-"
*woosh* Zhang Fumin appeared in front of him, her hand outstretched, and grabbed his face with her gauntlet.
With a smirk, *BAMMM* she smashed his head to the ground and the arena floor beneath them cracked.
*clank* His sword slipped from his hand and a pained growl escaped his lips "URGHHH!!"
Keeping her smile, she raised his head, her fingers firmly clutching his face and again smashed his head to the floor.
*BAAAMM*
*gasp* The audience was terrified to see Zhang Fumin's rciless acts but she chuckled "You were the King's favorite, huh."
"AAARGHHHH!!!!"
He scread in pain, as his back snapped against the cold floor and he felt his consciousness slipping away.
Xiangli Jie and Xiangli Zhi stood up from their thrones in horror looking at Zhang Fumin's slaughter.
Ning Xia was also shocked to see this, as she had never seen Zhang Fumin mad like this.
anwhile, Zhang Yuan had a smile on his lips looking at his Big Sister blasting the arena.
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