More than an hour had passed, and the battlefield was shrouded in black fog. No one could see what was happening within it, and everyone was anxiously waiting for the outcome.
The young elites from the Five Domains felt uninterested; they wanted to see exchanges like those between Ye Fan and Li Yu'er, where every punch hits the mark, rather than this kind of exchange where nothing can be seen and learned.
Some older generation strong people with experience in soul combat frowned continuously, well aware of how dangerous combat between souls can be, where a slight misstep leads to either death or injury.
"I said before, the one named Ye is bound to lose this time."
