"This goose really isn't simple!"
In the rest area, Tang Wulin's gaze remained fixed on Big White Goose's retreating back, a barely perceptible flicker passing through her eyes.
The battle had ended so quickly that no one could react in time. From Lu Xingyu summoning his Martial Soul and gathering Soul Power to launch an attack, to Big White Goose counterattacking with lightning speed, the entire process had not even lasted two minutes.
In those hundred-odd seconds, a dignified Titled Douluo had suffered such a miserable defeat—he had not even had time to summon his battle armor before the outcome was decided.
Most of the audience believed that Lu Xingyu's loss had come from a moment of carelessness. He had underestimated the seemingly gentle Big White Goose, allowing it to break through his defenses in haste and leave him in the awkward state of losing a few feathers from his head.
But Tang Wulin saw more deeply. She clearly understood that this was by no means a lucky accident, but the result of near-overwhelming absolute suppression.
She could not help recalling her brief exchange with Big White Goose in the Myriad Beast Platform. Back then, what had seemed like a casual strike from it had effortlessly pierced the dragon-scale defense she had been so proud of. Its terrifying attack power still left her shaken.
Based on that, if Big White Goose had harbored even the slightest malice just now, Lu Xingyu would not merely have lost a few strands of hair. His skull would likely have been shattered, and his life hanging by a thread.
There were three things that made Big White Goose especially troublesome:
First was its indestructible body. As a metal construct, its hardness was beyond question.
Second was its extraordinarily high elemental resistance.
Third, and most