Figures swayed constantly above the ring.
Shi Mu and Yun Xiao were both rushed out by the black and purple light and slammed into the blue light curtain. The impact caused the light curtain to tremble once again.
Yun Xiao coughed a few times before spitting a small mouthful of blood. He reached his hand up to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth as the light of the feather fan in his other hand seemed to die down.
Shi Mu held onto the Wishful Steel Staff in front of him as his chest slightly undulated. He seemed to be in a much better condition compared to Yun Xiao, though his face was slightly pale.
He questioned whether he was weaker than the other.
"Brother Yun Xiao has fallen?!"
"What is this Shi Mu made of…"
Close to the platform, the audience was amazed. Discussions began to rise among the crowd.