Soul Master Tournament Ends, Level Seventy

Panda directly plunged both hands into the arena platform, which was said to withstand all attacks below the Soul Emperor level.

As if it were nothing more than an ordinary dirt road, Demonic Charm, standing nearby, felt alarm bells ringing in his heart.

Sure enough, in the next second, Panda heaved up an enormous slab of stone five or six meters in diameter. Driven by Panda's berserk strength, it flew toward Demonic Charm with lightning speed.

The face beneath the mask changed drastically. The opponent was too fast; he was not confident he could evade this strike. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and use Moon Kill to take it head-on.

But how could such a massive stone, empowered by Panda's tremendous strength, be so easily stopped?

"Boom—!!"

A deafening crash rang out where the two collided. The spectators outside the arena watched the battle without blinking, all silently guessing whether the soul beast or Demonic Charm had won.

The situation in the arena gave them the answer the very next second.

A figure suddenly shot out from the smoke created by their collision. It was unmistakably Demonic Charm's neither-male-nor-female form.

After crashing heavily onto the ground with a dull thud, it split into two unconscious figures.

Seeing this, Lu Mingchuan immediately dismissed the summon, and the panda beneath him dispersed into a cloud of white smoke.

After landing, he glanced at the somewhat stunned Spirit Hall team nearby. They promptly came back to their senses.

They raised their hands to signal the referee that they surrendered. Their general was already gone—if these foot soldiers continued fighting, they would only be throwing themselves away.

Though the referee hesitated for a moment, he still declared Lu Mingchuan's team victorious.

Lu Mingchuan then received Bibi Dong's Left Leg Bone