Chapitre 109: What is called the qualifications of a War God?

Five seconds had passed in the blink of an eye.

As the blinding light faded, the effects of the Blinding Technique also dissipated. The melon-eating spectators, who barely saved their eyes from being scorched, looked towards the arena as their vision began to clear, but before they could see anything distinctly, a loud noise had already reached their ears.

Clang...

It was the clear symphony of clashing weapons.

Subsequently, the sound of continuous collisions streamed incessantly. In the split-second it took for the melon-eating witches to fully regain their sight, thousands of clashes resounded like a dense rain. The anxious audience, some of whom were too impatient to wait for their vision to naturally recover, acted.

"Mass Dispelling."

Several bigwigs instantly cast a Mass Dispelling Technique, and the magical ripples swept across the arena, restoring the spectators' sight. Now they could finally see the state of affairs within the arena clearly.

"Damn..."

"Shit..."