Sera's Second Form— Cheru

The mysterious hooded man never once lifted his hood, giving the people just a clear view of his chin which was totally unfamiliar to them. And as mentioned before, he also didn't use his beast integration in the previous rounds, that's why no one has seen his face.

"A disciple against a disciple, huh... I wonder who'd win..." A familiar face muttered to himself underneath the hood.

As White Mist and Yun Zhe walked toward the grand stage, they noticed that the hooded man still had no modicum of intention when it comes to removing his hood. He just stood there, menacingly, with his arms crossed on his chest. His teammate arrived soon after, wearing the same hood as him but unlike the mysterious hooded man, his teammate just looked stupid with the jacket on.

"Let the fight begin!" The referee called out without further ado, chopping his hand forward before running towards the edge of the grand stage.