Tanis’s strength quieted the recent cheers, silence fell over the venue once again, countless gazes were fixed on Tanis, his earthy yellow spear seemingly turned golden, standing perpendicular on the ground. His towering figure stood there, offering an intense visual impact.
It appeared as though his mere presence proclaimed him the undisputed first, unmatched by anyone in contention.
Both Chuanxing City and Steel Dome City fell silent, just moments ago they had glimpsed hope in Xu Mo’s victory over Tanis, but Tanis’s subsequent show of dominance shattered their optimism. This top-seed contender had, in the previous battles, never unleashed his full strength.
Now, Xu Mo had forced the mightiest Tanis to emerge, like a War God incarnate.
"Tanis, he’s not continuing the attack, and from his lip movements, he seems to be asking Xu Mo to concede," the commentator’s voice was dry and hoarse as he began to speak, "The battle has come this far, and Xu Mo has shown unparalleled combat power; even if he ultimately loses, he has already proven himself. Yet facing the invincible Tanis at this moment, will Xu Mo concede?"
A tremor ran through the hearts of the crowd, Tanis, asking Xu Mo to concede?
On the screen, Xu Mo stood tall, lifting the War Saber in his hands once again.
Instantly, deafening cheers erupted from the audience; hearing that noise, Ye Qingdie and others in the stands were moved.
Xu Mo, who had been booed since the start of the Transcendent competition, finally received everyone’s approval.
When they disliked Xu Mo, no matter how well he performed, they responded with boos. But when they took to liking Xu Mo, even if he was likely to lose, they were still willing to cheer for him the moment he raised his War Saber.
Ye Qingdie murmured softly, her beautiful eyes beaming with a radiant smile, feeling genuine pride for Xu Mo from the bottom of her heart.
As for winning or losing, it no longer mattered.
This was perhaps the true significance of the Transcendent competition.
"Hiss hiss..." Electricity coursed along the War Saber; Xu Mo concentrated all his spiritual power there, causing sword light to flash, casting a terrifying blade glow and ethereal sword shadows upon the blade.
A fearsome Source Power Field formed around him, all Source Power surging towards the War Saber as the blade’s radiance seemed about to burst forth.
The audience halted their cheers, their eyes fixed on the saber in Xu Mo’s hands. In the last battle, Xu Mo’s final attack against Robert was with this sword technique.
Had Xu Mo, too, entered his strongest combat form?
"Boom..." The blade’s glow erupted from the War Saber as Xu Mo moved, sprinting forward. Countless eyes followed the saber in his hands. How powerful would the attack be now that the saber seemed transformed? At this moment, the War Saber seemed poised to unleash an extraordinary force.
Tanis watched Xu Mo, his arm quivering. He lifted his golden spear; with a ’bang’, he too stepped forward, like a war machine. The ground trembled beneath him, and so did the hearts of the onlookers with each move the two made.
In that instant, Xu Mo leapt skyward, diving back down with terrifying power, the Source Power in the high air also went into turmoil, swirling around the War Saber. At this moment, Xu Mo was like a deity of slaughter descending from the heavens.
Boom crack... The Light of Thunder accompanied the sword light as Xu Mo’s spiritual power and his own power erupted simultaneously. Man and saber united, and a cracking sound echoed. Under the onslaught of highly focused spiritual power, his six-layer strength broke through once again, reaching the seventh layer as the stroke fell.
Witnessing this strike, an illusion befell the onlookers; even the mighty Tanis appeared unable to withstand it.
Tanis seemed to sense the wild power released in Xu Mo’s slash. He looked up, not a trace of retreat in his gaze. As Xu Mo brought down that strike, he stomped the ground fiercely and sprang up like a spring, hurtling towards Xu Mo in the air, his golden spear sweeping across the void.
In the air, their attacks collided, with countless eyes glued to the two figures clashing overhead. The saber struck the spear, the violent lightning furiously striking down upon Tanis.
Tanis’s body was forced down from the skies, landng with a thud on the ground, his body slightly bent. Xu Mo was also sent reeling back into the air before landing, his body bent as well. The next moment, he rushed forward once again.
They both ran wildly, charged with boundless feral strength.
No one could have predicted the intensity this battle would reach. It was too powerful; both Xu Mo’s and Tanis’s strength left them in awe.
This was the true pinnacle confrontation, the Summit Battle of the Transcendent competition.
Victory or defeat no longer mattered.
To witness such a grand battle was already a privilege beyond regret.
Xu Mo’s saber slashed down once more, and Tanis dared not to forsake his defense as before—raising his spear horizontally once again, adopting a defensive posture. He could sense the intensity of Xu Mo’s sword technique’s attacks, sufficient to breach his bodily defense.
As their assaults clashed, Xu Mo’s attack power was no less formidable than Tanis’s strength, and moreover, forcing Tanis to defend was victory enough.
He slashed down stroke after stroke, each harboring a fearsome Destruction Power.
Tanis countered by continuously wielding his spear in defense, both fighters moving sideways while engaged in battle, neither retreating even a step, both relentlessly bombarding each other.