"Bang."
In an instant.
A faint purple ray, thin like a thread and almost imperceptible, silently shot out from his fingertips.
This ray carried no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling brilliance, yet it seemed to ignore the spatial distance, disregard the defense setup formed by rhythm and melody on the field, and bypass Liu Shuwen's poised Mystical Technique.
Sizzle——
The faint purple ray effortlessly pierced through the stage, slicing through it like a knife through tofu, meeting no substantial resistance.
In Liu Shuwen's eyes, which barely had time to react, the thin ray hit her chest with perfect precision.
Buzz!
A green protective barrier suddenly lit up, instantly teleporting her away.
"The match is over! Yin Long wins!"
The solemn voice of the True Man of the Dark Mirror announced, his tone tinged with a trace of undisguisable astonishment and shock.
It took the audience more than ten seconds to react.
