The two Magi got ready for their final clash.
The Heavenly Demon stood proud and tall. On the other side, Wei Motian, despite being bruised and battered, was still in fighting shape.
Now that they had brought their fight to the ground, the outcome of this battle would soon be decided.
A gust of wind suddenly blew, signalling the start of their final showdown.
And then… both Magi disappeared from their places. They shot towards one another, their figures a blur.
Wei Motian let out a maddening roar as he coated his fist with mana. Then, he viciously swung it at his opponent.
"That's more like it!!!" The Heavenly Demon grinned as the opponent's fist enlarged in his vision.
However, he didn't respond with his own fist. Neither did he dodge nor evade the attack. Instead… he used the opponent's strength against himself.
He quickly positioned himself at the most optimal spot, nimbly grabbed Wei Motian's wrist and forearm, and then performed a brutal, over-the-shoulder throw.
BAM!
