The Support System Soul Master's Counterattack

It all happened too quickly. In the blink of an eye, Meng Yiran's figure was sent flying along with her Serpent Cane and crashed to the ground.

This showed that the force carried by the Serpent Cane when it was knocked away had been extremely powerful.

"What happened? Was that a Soul Skill attack?

But why didn't I see his Martial Soul?"

Meng Yiran lay collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at the Serpent Cane that had been flung several meters away. She had no idea what had happened. All she knew was that Wang Xing had lightly lowered his finger, and an invisible attack had landed precisely on the Serpent Cane.

Meng Yiran on the field was undoubtedly bewildered, but aside from her, everyone present had clearly seen the Blazing White Ray shot from the bright sun.

And that ray had been far too thin, its angle perfectly matching the direction of ordinary sunlight, to the point that Meng Yiran had been unable to distinguish the ray from the sunlight.

However, as spectators watching the match from other angles, the audience all looked up at the sky.

There, a blazing white radiance hidden beneath the fierce sun drew everyone's attention.

It was an extremely tiny blazing white spark of fire. It had cleverly borrowed the sunlight, only briefly revealing its trace at the instant that Blazing White Ray attacked Meng Yiran.

But very quickly, the blazing white spark of fire vanished from everyone's sight again.

Yet some of the powerful higher-ups within the venue all used their Mental Power to lock onto the spark of fire that had disappeared—or, more accurately, had assimilated itself with its surroundings like a chameleon.

"Such exquisite firepower control. Such a peculiar Martial Soul."

In the VIP seats, Ning Fengzhi watched Wang Xing's marvelous