Oh My God, The Competition Has Ended!

Tang Wulin deviated from his usual battle tactic of striking only after the enemy had made their move. He pushed against the ground with the tips of his toes, sending his body flying like an eagle toward the center of the yellow sand. Meanwhile, the air was clearly warping around his body. 

A terrifying sight appeared before the eyes of the audience. The yellow sand that had just dispersed and spread out to the surroundings suddenly stopped. Instead, the sand started to return to the center, and in less than a blink, it had transformed back into Lu Yuxin. He had a blank expression on his face as he also had no idea what had happened. 

Electric radiance coiled around Tang Wulin's right hand. The hand was covered in blue-purple scales as it reached for Lu Yuxin.