[GizmoHaoyu-Life Journey]+(Colored Tales):[Historical Fantasy Fiction]

[Ch 17]:[1st]:[The Tournament Of Fate]+(3 Final)

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[At Nighttime]:[At The Tournament Of Fate, Battle Ring]

[Night Time]+(Without The Moons But Has Stars With Clouds Floating)

This was the final round, and both combatants stood at opposite ends of the battle ring, the tension in the air palpable.

The spectators of crowds fell silent and anticipation hanging heavy as the fighters prepared for their next moves.

Luo Douzhang, a master of earth-based spells, clenched his fists, his focus unwavering, while Liu Fù Jiajun, a skilled warrior with powerful Ki energy, tightened his stance, his aura radiating strength.

Without warning, the fight erupted. Liu Fù Jiajun darted forward, his movements swift and calculated, evading Luo Douzhang's earth-based attacks, which struck the ground with explosive force.

Dust and rocks flew in all directions as Douzhang manipulated the earth beneath his feet, sending jagged spikes of stone toward his opponent.

But Liu Fù Jiajun, relying on his Ki energy, moved with an almost supernatural agility, dodging each attack and using his aura to bolster his strikes.

Douzhang, determined to keep Liu Fù Jiajun at a distance, summoned walls of rock and stone to block his path, but Liu Fù Jiajun's energy blasts shattered them with ease, forcing the earth master to stay on the defensive.

Blood splattered onto the ring, evidence of the brutal exchange. Despite the brutal nature of the battle, the crowd erupted into cheers, their excitement rising with each clash.

The announcer's voice echoed over the arena, describing the intensity of the battle, highlighting how both Luo Douzhang's mastery of earth spells and Liu Fù Jiajun's formidable Ki energy were on full display.

The fighters continued their fierce combat, each one pushing themselves to their limits.

[With Feng Wang.......]

Feng Wang watched the fight with growing concern, his gaze shifting between the intense battle and Gu Xianze, who sat fanning herself nonchalantly.

Their eyes met briefly, and he knew there was nothing they could do to intervene. With a sigh, he sank back into his seat, a sense of stress tightening around him.

On the sidelines, the medics stood ready, their eyes fixed on the combatants, prepared to act at a moment's notice.

As the battle continued, Luo Douzhang noticed something unsettling-Liu Fù Jiajun's control was slipping.

His movements became erratic, and he was expending more and more of his Ki energy. Luo Douzhang's sharp eyes caught the telltale signs of his opponent's struggle, and a flicker of realization crossed his face.