Finally, the storm faded away, revealing the hall master's clone and Xiang Shaoyun once again, both separated from the other.

Blood was dripping from Xiang Shaoyun's mouth, and his expression was somewhat pale. Evidently, he had sustained rather serious injuries. His vicious counterattack had further exacerbated his condition. As for the clone, he had grown translucent and looked like he couldn't last any longer.

"You're not bad, kid. It's my defeat," said the clone with a praising look on his face. Noiselessly, his body melted into the ring.

The eyes of the elders widened in shock. Evidently, none of them had expected Xiang Shaoyun to actually defeat their hall...