Nightfall!

In a flash of lightning, Xiao Wuxue's vision went black. His body was sent flying backward, completely paralyzed and unable to move.

The muscles of Jing Hang's upper body swelled, and lightning as thick as pythons coiled around him. The aura he emitted was immensely powerful. Although his Soul Power was still only Level 89, he could break through to the Titled Douluo realm at any time if he wished. He was merely suppressing his cultivation for now.

"You stinking Defense-type trash, you dare lay a hand on this elder? Then I'll take your life first!"

Xiao Wuxue only felt humiliated. The rage he had accumulated for so long erupted all at once, and the pressure of a Titled Douluo instantly spread throughout the arena. A black soul ring rose from his waist.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Mountain Swallowing Qi!"

He could not keep passively taking hits. Without holding anything back, he unleashed his passive Fourth Soul Skill, Mountain Swallowing Qi. In this state, he could devour any form of energy attack. He wanted to see just how much energy that dead fat man had for him to absorb.

It was true that his Fourth Soul Skill could devour all energy-based soul skills, but there was a limit to how much it could absorb. Jing Hang also had the support of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, making his energy nearly inexhaustible. No matter how much Xiao Wuxue could absorb, he could not keep up with Jing Hang's rate of expenditure.

Very quickly, Xiao Wuxue was defeated in the face of Jing Hang's assault as a Soul Douluo. His face was filled with disbelief. In his eyes, there was an enormous gap between a Soul Douluo and a Titled Douluo. Even a Level 89 peak Soul Douluo should not have been