As long as she couldn't kill him, Amanda would be the one to die in the end.
Calm, Xu Mo had entered an absolutely calm state. His spiritual power continuously extended outward, sensing the environment around him. Every minute detail was presented in his mind, and he was calculating how to counterattack to kill his opponent.
Amanda, unable to prevail for a long time, was losing patience. The proud people of Lancelot Star all frowned deeply; it had been so long, yet they hadn't succeeded.
Li Zelong and the young man beside him were quietly observing the battle, seemingly enjoying the moment.
The members of the Divine Sword Bureau all focussed on the battlefield. Ge Qing was holding a calculator, appearing to calculate something.
