At this moment, the entire place fell silent.
Everyone stared blankly at the two people in the arena, holding their breath, their eyes full of disbelief.
"Old Goat lost?"
Niu Gao swallowed hard, his eyes wide, unable to accept the result of Yang Wudi's defeat.
Bai He nodded heavily.
The speed with which Dai Yao had thrust his spear in that instant just now was enough to rival his own.
With unstoppable spear technique, coupled with speed like chasing the wind and riding lightning, Dai Yao had seized that split-second opportunity just as Yang Wudi was about to complete his seventh soul skill and his guard had dropped, defeating his enemy in a single move.
Dai Yao's spear technique had already reached the pinnacle! The things Dai Yao had displayed so far—his inconceivable soul ring configuration, his rare External Soul Bone, his extraordinary martial soul, and now this terrifying spear technique... Bai He looked at Dai Yao in shock, unable to imagine just how frightening the heights Dai Yao might reach in the future would be.
Even if Tang San had Twin Martial Souls, compared with Dai Yao, he still seemed so unremarkable.
He let out a heavy sigh. Tang San, oh Tang San, don't blame your great-uncle for not helping you. It's that your strength falls short. For the sake of the clan's survival, I can only join Dai Yao's sect... In the original work, the reason the Four Single Attribute Clans joined the Tang Sect was, on one hand, because the four clans already wished to reunite, and on the other, because they were betting on Tang San's future.
Twin Martial Souls, a One Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, an External Soul Bone, hidden weapons that overturned the world's understanding—added together, these were enough for them to take