Crack! With a soft sound, the dark tortoise shell armor enveloping Shi Mo shattered completely, fragments flying everywhere. At the same time, Shi Mo's body was sent flying backward, blood spraying wildly from his mouth. He had clearly suffered severe injuries.
Bang! Shi Mo's body slammed into the ground below the arena. The tremendous impact made him cough up another mouthful of blood, and he passed out on the spot.
"Ye Lingling, hurry and treat Shi Mo's injuries!" Seeing Shi Mo severely injured by Lu Yuan's seemingly casual slap, Tang San's expression immediately changed as he shouted urgently.
Don't misunderstand—he was not concerned about Shi Mo himself. He was worried that Shi Mo's injuries were too severe and would affect the upcoming team match. After all, every one of these team members was indispensable for the next match.
Hearing the call, Ye Lingling quickly ran forward. The Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul appeared in her hand, and rich white light enveloped Shi Mo's body.
Shi Mo's injuries were no light matter. Although Lu Yuan had only given him a gentle slap, it had broken eight or nine of Shi Mo's ribs and injured several of his internal organs. That was why he had been coughing up blood without stop.
Lu Yuan's strength had long since reached an inhuman one hundred and sixty thousand jin. Originally, his strength had been around one hundred and twenty thousand jin, but after absorbing his sixth soul ring, it had increased by another forty thousand jin, reaching one hundred and sixty thousand jin.
What did one hundred and sixty thousand jin mean?
It meant that even without using any soul skills, Lu Yuan could rely on pure strength alone to contend with an ordinary Titled Douluo. Once he used his Martial Soul, soul bones, and