Abomination Martial Soul

Watching Jili die, the Holy Spirit Sect team showed no reaction.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo, their team leader, could not help muttering, "Useless."

With his discernment, how could he fail to see that Jili had been completely overconfident earlier?

The Brain-Eating Beast Martial Soul's tongue was indeed its strongest point of attack, but in many cases, the strongest point was often also the weakest.

Jili had been too eager to attack, thinking he could catch his opponent off guard and kill him. He never realized that his opponent had already seen through him, which was why he had lost so directly.

He had not even used his strongest soul skill before being killed. Otherwise, given the traits of the Brain-Eating Beast Martial Soul, even if he could not defeat Naraku, he should have had no trouble draining Naraku's Soul Power and protecting himself.

Before long, someone slowly emerged from the Holy Spirit Sect's Waiting Area.

This man was unimaginably huge. He stood over two and a half meters tall, and his waist was more than one-point-eight meters around. As he climbed onto the arena with heavy steps, he resembled a moving mountain of flesh, exuding an immense sense of oppression.

"State your names."

"Witch Cult, Naraku."

"Holy Spirit Sect, Lu Genggeng."

Lu Genggeng's booming voice was exceedingly rare among Evil Soul Masters. It held little gloominess and instead carried a distinctly masculine air.

Seeing that both sides were in position and had no intention of changing anything further, Unbroken Douluo Zheng Zhan drew a deep breath and shouted, "Begin!"

"Ha!"

Lu Genggeng was the first to attack. He forcefully pushed off with both legs and leaped. He did not jump particularly high, rising barely two meters off the ground, nor did he travel far, only four or five meters forward.

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