"Thump!" With an explosion that sounded like dynamite, the entire hall shook and two master fighters, pushed by the surging air currents, stumbled back several steps.
"Holy crap, is this a Saiyan battle?"
That was the shared sentiment of the two masters.
While somewhat exaggerated, the spectacle caused by the three was no small matter, and with that explosive noise, the figures of the three men finally separated.
Zheng Feihu and Xiao Hongyuan stood side by side, about two meters apart. Both were breathing heavily, sweat steaming from their heads, forming a mist, as if each had a lucky cloud above them.
Li Yifei was standing in a triangular formation with the two men, his clothes already soaked in sweat. His exhaustion was clearly greater than the others', but he still managed to stand stiff, staring at the two opponents, his eyes sparkling sharply.