Hearing the announcers, Chu Piao instantly understood what the black sphere in Xiao Fang's hand was. Still, Xiao Fang explained through a spirit transmission:
{"This will give us cover. Think you can manage?"}
"Of course. Do you even need to ask?" Chu Piao said under his breath so that only Xiao Fang could hear.
{"Alright. Wait for my signal."}
Chu Piao gave a short nod and readied himself.
Xiao Fang threw the black sphere high into the air—several meters above the arena—then sent a sword slash streaking through the air.
BOOM!
The black sphere exploded into a massive cloud of dark smoke, rapidly flooding the stage. Within seconds, the entire first floor was engulfed, even the corner where the Flowing Blade Sect Elders were seated. The smoke swirled like ink in water, obscuring everything from view.
The crowd in the stands above leaned forward, straining to see through the thick veil of smoke—but it was no use.
