Outside the arena, Flender looked at Zhao Xuan in astonishment. "Good grief, Zhao Xuan, you're getting stronger and stronger. Just how far has your cultivation reached? Can you contend with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo?"
Zhao Xuan merely smiled with narrowed eyes and said nothing. Given his current strength, neither of the two Flender mentioned was a match for him anymore.
Of course, he did not say so, lest he deal Flender too great a blow.
The summer breeze was gentle, and the sky was clear for miles.
The battle on the back mountain gradually came to an end, with Tang San's group of eight suffering a complete defeat.
In truth, both sides had expected this outcome before the battle began. What differed from their expectations was that, even against just one of Zhao Xuan's Illusionary Bodies, they had struggled so greatly and been utterly crushed without any ability to resist.
The strong only grew stronger.
Several years ago, Zhao Xuan had already been stronger than all of them. Moreover, his strength had never stopped growing over the years, so the gap between them had not narrowed. Instead, it had only widened.
After taking several of Zhao Xuan's spiritual-sense swords, their Seas of Consciousness had rippled faintly. Only after resting for a while did they slowly recover. Faced with this result, they could only exchange helpless, bitter smiles.
Even so, the growth they had achieved over the years was still enormous, especially Tang San. Although his Soul Power growth seemed to have gradually fallen behind the others,
with two domains under his control, his combat strength was perhaps the greatest among them. And after his martial soul's second awakening, his Blue Silver Emperor could be considered one of the most powerful martial souls in the world!
The next day, Shrek