The heavy sword that Zhang Junxue held across her chest instantly shattered, her guard broke down, and the heavy sword smashed into her chest once again.
The injuries she had just sustained were hit once again, she groaned softly, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted onto the sword itself.
Shouts of shock erupted from all sides of the stand --- This was undoubtedly a situation that could end the match!
Gu Guang's face no longer held any trace of its usual gentle expression, pulled taut like a mask of iron, and the Zhang family was similarly steeped in oppressive silence. High on the podium, the officials had seemingly stopped their discussions at some point, as the violence of the two opponents' moves exceeded that of any previous arena matches. It wasn't something one could observe casually.