A duel beyond mortal limits

The battle raged on.

Who would win?

It had already gone beyond the realm of human limits.

Every strike, every parry, every instantaneous adjustment, it was pure, undiluted perfection.

It was like watching art in motion.

The duel was dead even.

The spectators had long lost their voices. The chat had stopped moving. Because no one could type, they couldn't look away.

It wasn't just fast, it wasn't just brutal, it was flawless combat, executed by two peak-level war gods.

It was an unstoppable assault of lightning and steel.

BZZZ!

Meng Wu Ya moved like a storm given form.

His blade never stopped. Every slash came from an impossible angle, a sequence designed to break any defense.

And yet, Noah... was the immovable wall.

His Spellforged Battle Lance twisted and turned, shifting from defense to counterattack with terrifying fluidity.

It was like watching 2 grandmaster artists going about their trade.