An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2376

Fenley was determined. He felt a surge of energy throughout his body, and he started to build his strength. Suddenly, his hair stood on end, his robe billowed around him, and a bright light shone from him. Behind him, a divine spirit took shape, looking strong and impressive.

Dalen noticed the change and his expression became serious. He realized that Fenley was about to use his most powerful attack.

“Split!” Dalen shouted.

He quickly formed hand seals with both hands. His body shook, and then, in an instant, he split into three identical figures. The clones multiplied rapidly, becoming 27 in total.

But this transformation took a toll on Dalen. He was breathing heavily and felt he was reaching his limit. If he continued to create clones like this, he might push himself too far.

“Just a flashy move,” Fenley said, looking at the clones. “Let me show you what real divine power looks like.”

He raised his hands to his chest and thrust them forward. “Fury of Wind God!”

As he unleashed his attack, the divine spirit mirrored his actions. The sky darkened, thunder boomed, and the wind howled.

Two enormous palm shadows rushed forward, unleashing a storm of sharp wind blades. The number of blades was overwhelming, filling the air with danger.

At first, it seemed like the focus was on the palm shadows, while the wind blades were just an extra threat. But the real danger lay hidden among the countless blades swirling in the sky.

“Scatter!” Dalen ordered his 27 clones. They quickly moved in different directions to escape the attack. Dalen didn’t want to face Fenley’s deadly strike directly unless absolutely necessary.

Fenley’s two palm shadows shattered nine of Dalen’s clones in an instant.

The wind howled fiercely, cutting through the air like blades. Dalen’s 27 clones were quickly being destroyed, one by one. Even those that weren’t directly hit by the wind still felt its fierce power.

As the wind blades whistled ominously, they continued to slice through Dalen’s clones. Within moments, only a few remained.

Fenley’s wind blades showed no signs of stopping. They filled the area, creating a relentless storm of destruction.

The spectators shivered, realizing just how powerful the Four Elements of God’s Technique was. Even the first form, Fury of the Wind God, could wipe out anything in its path. Within a hundred yards, anything alive would be torn to shreds by the wind blades.

This stunning and powerful attack was unlike anything they had seen in earlier matches.

“Looks like the one ranked high on the Legendary List is living up to the hype,” one spectator said.

“Why does it seem like Fenley is stronger today than yesterday?” another asked.

“You’re right. Yesterday he used the Fury of Wind God, but it wasn’t as terrifying as this. Do you think he was holding back?”

Fenley’s strength sparked conversations among the crowd. Some began to worry about Dalen’s safety. With an opponent like Fenley, victory seemed impossible, and Dalen’s life was at stake.

After losing 26 clones and narrowly avoiding Fenley’s attacks, Dalen found a spot behind him where the wind blades couldn’t reach.

“Ha! Do you really think you can escape death like this? Such arrogance…”

“A foolish delusion!” Fenley shouted, turning to Dalen with his fists clenched. “Fury of Fire God!”

Behind him, a glowing spirit copied his movements. Suddenly, two giant fiery fists shot towards Dalen as thunder rumbled in the sky.

The battle ring sizzled with each flaming fist, and the heat twisted the air around them. The powerful energy swept through the arena in an instant.

Dalen had no clones to distract Fenley, leaving him with nowhere to escape. With no way to dodge the attack, he braced himself to confront it directly.

He quickly formed hand seals, and a layer of silver light wrapped around him like shining armor, making him look even more striking.

“Advance, Combatants, Engage, Entirety, Form, Lines, March Forward – Break it!” he shouted, finishing his incantation. In an instant, he turned into a streak of silver and charged toward Fenley’s fiery fists.

When the silver light met the red light in midair, there was a brief pause before a loud explosion erupted.

The ground shook, sending a wave of energy radiating outward like a powerful avalanche.

“Oh no!” Oron gasped, his face turning pale. Without hesitation, he activated the protective barrier around the battle ring. If that energy escaped, the consequences could be disastrous.