Can only endure.
The sounds of clashing were like iron being forged, continuing until the ground was pounded into a massive pit half a mile long and wide, and over ten meters deep, resembling a lake.
The water waves around the Guardian finally dispersed, and his flickering form halted.
He let out a painful roar, fell backwards towards the sky, and transformed into a green bamboo stalk.
The bamboo was covered in strange purple patterns, with halos of light swirling around it.
Chen Ping stopped his hands, slightly out of breath, and stared in disbelief at the "opponent" before him, unable to articulate the frustration in his heart.
Han Xiaoru, Li Yangguang, Zhang Gu, and others rushed up in unison, fixating on the seven-foot-long, three-finger-thick green bamboo, at a loss for words.
