Brain Devour, Heart Gouge, Open Chest

In the Audience Area, a tall figure stood silently not far from the Competition Stage. He slowly uttered two words. "Perfect."

"Perfect?" Beside him, a stunning young woman said in surprise, "Aotian, you think all of that was perfect?"

Yes, that tall figure was none other than Long Aotian, the strongest among the younger generation of the Body Sect. The woman beside him was naturally Princess Vina.

Long Aotian nodded with a grave expression and used Sound Transmission Thread. "Yuhao held back. He is far stronger than I expected. If it had been a fight to the death, even if he were using Soul Heavenly Cripple as a disguise, I would absolutely be no match for him."

"That Ji Li used three moves, and all three were genuine killing moves. Any Soul Master of the same rank could have died on the spot."

"Brain Devour, Heart Gouge, Open Chest—what kind of Soul Master raised in a greenhouse would ever encounter those three moves? Much less all three at once. Even disciples of those great sects might not escape death if they faced them."

"Even monsters like Wang Qiu'er and Bei Bei, who far surpass ordinary Soul Emperors of the same rank, would definitely have found them difficult to handle."

"Only Yuhao not only neutralized those three moves as easily as drifting clouds, but also..."

Watching the staff on the Soul Duel Stage struggle to suppress their nausea and urge to vomit as they cleaned the stage, Long Aotian's voice trembled for the first time, almost imperceptibly. "He was also so decisive in killing."

In the Rest Area, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng, seated at the very back of the Saint Spirit Sect's team, wore an expression so dark it seemed capable of dripping water.

His lips kept moving toward the