On the high platform made entirely of ice and snow, the shadow of swords never ceased.
A petite white figure, dual swords in hand, was fiercely attacking a burly black-haired man.
Battle Qi and Magic Power formed a tornado, wreaking havoc on the platform. Even with McCarthy and the other three Commanders working together to create a rain-shield, their faces turned pale, struggling to endure.
"You spectators, move farther away!"
McCarthy shouted.
"Yes!"
Robert responded briefly, retreating thirty meters away.
The dwarf standing beside him, full of admiration, exclaimed: "Lin Da and Dean Bailuo are simply too powerful. Even the rain-shield created by the four Commanders can't fully withstand the energy from their sparring."
"Haha, of course! Their strength exceeds that of most Commanders!"
Robert laughed heartily.
