On the arena, Song Zhen's terrifying aura began to stabilize. The backlash from self-destructing one Martial Wheel was immense, but it also made him incredibly powerful at this moment, infinitely close to the third layer of the Yang Wheel!
"Chu Nan, die!" The power from self-destructing the Martial Wheel couldn't be sustained for long, so Song Zhen had to make it a quick battle.
Torrents of flames transformed into giant dragons, all rushing towards Chu Nan.
A fierce gleam flashed in Chu Nan's eyes, and the Willow Branch Sword in his hand swung incessantly, slashing at the fiery dragons.
The flaming dragons were continuously torn to pieces. Song Zhen's eyes turned blood red; he didn't expect that even after self-destructing one Martial Wheel, he still couldn't kill Chu Nan.
Crack!
