Two lords soared into the sky, breaking free from the small world created by the Martial Arts Arena, their momentum soaring and trembling the heavens as they stood opposed, each in their own sphere of existence, dripping with fresh blood.
Obviously, in the battle they had just fought, both had sustained injuries.
Wind King stood tall in the void, his blue robe torn, the armor underneath revealed, a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and terrible wounds on his body. His left shoulder had been pierced through by Zhao Wudao's War Spear, front to back, leaving it grievously open.
While such injuries would not be fatal for kings of their stature, they certainly diminished the strength in his left arm, making it less functional than before.
