"What? You crippled that brat Zhan Wushuang?"
Inside the Sect Master's Residence, Dugu Bo looked at Dai Yao in utter shock. Beside him, Yang Wudi also found it somewhat unbelievable.
In just a few short hours, they had rushed back to the sect from the front lines. They all knew Zhan Wushuang's strength; he was only slightly weaker than Niu Gao. If Dai Yao could cripple Zhan Wushuang, what level had his strength reached? In just three short years, how much had he improved?!
Niu Gao laughed heartily and said, "Jade Scale Crown, if you'd seen the scene back then, you would've been startled too. Zhan Wushuang was a dignified Soul Douluo, but in front of the Sect Master, he couldn't even take a single move."
Dugu Bo frowned and said, doubtful and astonished:
"Isn't that a little too exaggerated? Dai Yao, I'm not saying I'm looking down on you, but Zhan Wushuang is still a Soul Douluo after all. For him to be unable to take even one move from you is a bit too exaggerated, isn't it?"
Dugu Yan walked to Dugu Bo's side, took his arm, turned around, the corners of her lips slightly raised. Her stunning pretty face was filled with pride as she said with a smile:
"Dai Yao, show Grandpa."
Looking at the granddaughter he had not seen for three years, Dugu Bo's heart was full of tenderness. The look of pride Dugu Yan wore for Dai Yao made him feel a little sour inside. He then looked toward Dai Yao. He wanted to see just how far Dai Yao had grown after three years. Dai Yao smiled helplessly, and with a thought, his soul power surged out as one spirit ring after another slowly rose from beneath his feet.
One yellow, two purple,