Demonic Charm, 98 Falling Rock

The instant Yan saw Lu Mingchuan vanish, he shuddered. He had practically developed a stress response.

He looked around himself repeatedly in concern, but the next second, it was the same old recipe, the same old flavor.

He felt as though his neck had been viciously clamped by a pair of iron pincers, even more fiercely than last time.

A wave of suffocation shot straight to his head, and his face instantly turned as red as his hair. Never mind using a soul skill—

Being able to keep his sanity was already impressive. Seeing this, Lu Mingchuan clenched his other hand into a fist and punched Yan directly in the stomach.

The instant the blow landed, Yan's body bent like a cooked shrimp. The next second, he flew out of the arena like a cannonball.

The surrounding spectators were also astonished by the sight. A few days ago, Yan had still been able to use soul skills, but now, he had only managed to use one before being grabbed.

After that, he had not even had time to dodge Lu Mingchuan's attacks before being knocked out of the arena in a matter of punches and kicks.

Such terrifying combat power truly shocked them. They had thought that what they had seen a few days ago was already most of his strength, but now it seemed—

He was clearly still holding back. This kid was terrifying beyond belief. Better make friends with him!

As for not letting him live? Look at Mirror Flow and Huang Quan beside him before saying that.

In the arena, Xie Yue and his younger sister Hu Liena had already prepared their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

The instant Demonic Charm appeared, pink mist gradually spread across the arena.

Dugu Yan, who had been happily charging through the