Prince Tyrant’s body trembled as he was pale and had blood streaming down the corner of his lips. 

However, he healed the wound and changed his complexion back to normal in the next second.

Once the dust settled, the two combatants became visible again.

Prince Tyrant stood there proudly, unstained by a single speck of dirt. On the other hand, Feiyun looked to be in a sorry state with holes and some bloodstains on his robe. Nonetheless, he remained standing and ready to fight.

“Prince Tyrant is still stronger.” Spectators took a deep breath.

“That half-demon is insane though, he only reached the next realm recently yet he managed...