Throughout the Floating Battlefield, waves of energy surged to the skies and fierce gales raged. A tornado-like vortex of wind enveloped the two men.
The raging winds were like an exhaling Azure Dragon, continuously sweeping the seawater high into the sky.
A torrential downpour began to fall. The heavy raindrops, propelled by the gale, reached incredible speeds, shooting out in all directions.
They struck the mountain peaks and forests on the shore.
Sharp as arrows loosed from a bow, they pierced straight through the mountains, and ancient, towering trees were blasted apart by the drops. The sound of impacts, PFFT, PFFT, PFFT, was incessant.
"So strong!"
"The strength of both these men has reached the level of the Union Palace Realm!"
