Both spat blood, both bleeding into the void, both swaying and stumbling. Unable to steady themselves, they were knocked off balance again. As they scrambled to their feet, both coughed up more blood.
"Impossible," the man hissed, staring up at the sky in disbelief.
Ye Chen remained silent, wiping the blood from the corner of his lips. Though he was defeated, he fought with honor; he was at his limit, yet the man, possessing overwhelming power and not even fighting at his peak, had been fought to a standstill. Had the man been at his peak, he surely would have destroyed Ye Chen with ease.
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