In that instant, Dugu Bo's cultivation plummeted. His entire body went numb with pain, his legs weak, sore, and powerless. With a thud, he collapsed to the ground!
A wave of Death Qi enveloped Dugu Bo.
Am I going to die...
The Holy Son of Spirit Hall is actually this terrifying. I lost...
Yan Yan...
Lying on the ground, Dugu Bo muttered to himself, feeling that he was about to die!
At the same time, Dugu Bo felt as though he were dreaming.
If this was not a dream, then how had he been crippled and nearly beaten to death by Spirit Hall's Holy Son after merely one exchange?!
He was Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, renowned throughout the Douluo Continent. His influence reached the heavens and the earth; no one in this world should have been able to kill him!
Yet now, he was about to die...
Dugu Bo was questioning his entire life.
At that second, Du Bai lightly stepped on the ground and shot forward.
In an instant, Du Bai had arrived before Dugu Bo.
Looking at Dugu Bo's severe wounds and the bloody pool on the ground, Du Bai frowned slightly.
I already held back, yet I still dealt Dugu Bo such a devastating blow. His old life is hanging by a thread...
Du Bai thought to himself, realizing that this was not what he had expected.
"Oh, right, I forgot about that..."
Du Bai suddenly slapped his forehead as inspiration struck him. He had remembered something extremely serious.
"When my Eighth Soul Skill and Ninth Soul Skill are unleashed, they can reduce the target's movement speed by ninety-five percent, and their effects can stack."
"Furthermore, when these bullets hit the target, they not only inflict massive physical damage, but also take away fourteen percent of the