Oscar decided to go all out and take down Feng Ma, the support-system soul master, first.
But before long, a tremendous crash drew most of Oscar's attention away.
Boom!
The violent tremor reached Oscar's ears, and his first thought was to quickly look toward Ning Rongrong.
But the smoke all around blocked Oscar's vision, so he stopped caring about anything else.
Oscar charged at full speed toward where the sound had come from.
"Rong Rong, you'd better be all right!"
Oscar was burning with anxiety, his heart filled with worry.
As time passed, Feng Ma used his wings to fan away much of the smoke.
The location of the commotion, along with the battle situation, was finally revealed to everyone.
"Th-this is..."
Oscar stared at the scene before him in disbelief.
Ning Rongrong endured the pain as she half-propped herself up, warily watching Muscle Man. Meanwhile, Muscle Man raised his enormous fist and strode toward her step by step.
"Rong Rong!"
Once Oscar saw the situation clearly, he charged toward Ning Rongrong even more desperately.
"Are you really going to ignore me completely?"
Feng Ma's voice drifted into Oscar's ears.
Only then did Oscar realize in shock that he had completely failed to notice Feng Ma.
Feng Ma had already arrived at Oscar's side.
Oscar wanted to say something and do something, but Feng Ma would not give him that chance.
"Third Soul Skill: Wind Blade!"
Feng Ma showed no mercy. The moment they met, he unleashed his ultimate move, using his strongest skill.
A purple Soul Ring was ultimately still a level of strength that Ning Rongrong and Oscar could not yet hope to reach.
Feng Ma soared high into the air again, his blue wings beating continuously.
The violent hurricane made Oscar feel as though he could see