After Ziyan Liuyun spoke up, the entire arena fell into dead silence. Every single person stared at her in disbelief.
"Does she have a death wish?"
Zui Yan's attitude couldn't have been any more obvious — he was clearly furious about this match. If he weren't acting in his capacity as Azure City's host and had encountered this situation out in the open, everyone could already picture him cutting down everyone in sight.
Though technically a mere spar, how the opponent ended up on the arena was entirely Zui Yan's call. There would be no shortage of ways to humiliate Zero Wing once he got started.
"What is Black Flame thinking? That's Zui Yan! If they provoke him, Wuyin will never get the support of those free elders and grand elders in the Azure Commerce Association. Without their backing, how is Wuyin supposed to negotiate with the Zeus Mega Corporation?" Pang Wushuang stared at Shi Feng in the spectator stands, who sat perfectly still, and his expression was filled with anxiety.
He had been genuinely surprised that Miao Wuyin had made it this far, but if she wanted to change the Zeus Mega Corporation's mind, those free elders and grand elders of the Azure Commerce Association were absolutely indispensable. The most important among them was Zui Yan.
And now they were sending a support-class to fight him? Not only would she get utterly crushed, but they'd also offend Zui Yan in the process. It was stupidity beyond measure.
At this point, Pang Wushuang wasn't the only one stunned. Every major family representative present had been rendered speechless.
At a time like this, Zero Wing could have shamelessly put Black Flame forward to fight. That would at least give Zui Yan an enjoyable bout, and he might even throw his support behind Miao Wuyin. But no — Zero Wing apparently thought they weren't arrogant and brazen enough yet, so they sent a female Priest to goad him instead. They clearly didn't even know how to write the word "death."
Just as everyone was sighing for Ziyan Liuyun's sake, Zui Yan on the arena directly widened the distance between them.
"You make the first move. I'll give you one chance — let me see if you're really as strong as that girl Wuyin says. If you're not, I'll show this little girl what hell looks like!" Zui Yan's voice was ice-cold as he looked at Ziyan Liuyun.
"I get to go first?" Ziyan Liuyun asked, sounding mildly surprised.
"That's right. If your performance doesn't meet my expectations, you'll regret ever stepping foot on this arena." Zui Yan nodded.
"Then I'm really going to start," Ziyan Liuyun confirmed once more.
"Enough with the nonsense! I said you go first, so you go first. This is your only chan—"
Zui Yan's already thin patience was nearly spent hearing her keep talking, but before he could finish, Ziyan Liuyun suddenly pulled out a staff and began chanting a spell.
In an instant, a silver-gray dual-layered magic circle materialized around her, and the mana throughout the arena surged toward her as if answering a summons. In barely two or three seconds, everyone — whether a family representative offstage or a spectator in the stands — felt the ambient mana in the entire venue grow noticeably thinner.
Before anyone could react, shadow swords began materializing around Ziyan Liuyun — twenty-two of them in total, orbiting her like a dark constellation. She looked every bit like a goddess of darkness, and the terrifying pressure she exuded was comparable to a Legendary monster of the same level. Those offstage felt their attributes plummeting wildly.
"Is she a monster?!"
"What kind of domain magic is this? I feel like it's not just my base stats dropping — my body itself is being suppressed, as if the entire space is rejecting me!"
Every person in the venue stared blankly at the sight.
Because at this moment, Ziyan Liuyun looked nothing like a holy Priest — she was the very embodiment of darkness. Everyone present could clearly sense that the entire space seemed to revolve around her, its creation and destruction hanging on a single thought.
And before the crowd had time to recover from this sudden transformation, Ziyan Liuyun locked her gaze onto Zui Yan, who stood forty yards away.
"Here I come."
With a flick of her hand, the twenty-two shadow swords collapsed into a single void black hole and hurtled straight toward Zui Yan.
Bronze Combat Technique — Space Shatter!
Wherever the black hole passed, space itself dissolved into nothingness. There was only destruction, pure and absolute. Its power was so immense that even a Legendary monster of the same level might not be able to match it.
"A Bronze Combat Technique? How is that possible?!" Duan Hanshan, watching from the stands, could barely keep his jaw from hitting the floor.
A pure third-tier magic skill could never possibly wield fourth-tier power. The only explanation was a Bronze Combat Technique — only Bronze Combat Techniques could grant power that transcended tiers.
But mastering a Bronze Combat Technique was extraordinarily difficult. Even many monsters who had grasped a Domain hadn't managed to learn a single one. The idea that a girl who had barely reached the Void Realm could execute one was simply unbelievable.
Even Gu Han, watching from offstage, stared with utter disbelief.
A Bronze Combat Technique!