Seeing Xiang Ba fall, Dai Mubai panicked somewhat as well. But Ouyang Sun's Star Toad had him entangled, and he simply could not break free.
"Though I may be a toad, I can swallow the heavens!"
The Star Toad croaked. Its First Spirit Ring flashed as it opened its enormous mouth, gathering its breath. Its entire body swelled by a circle, while the black lumps on its back lit up with streaks of silver light.
It crouched, flattened itself against the ground, then leaped.
Whoosh—
The Star Toad vanished in a blur. When it reappeared, it had already slammed into Dai Mubai's abdomen. The tremendous impact sent him flying to the edge of the arena even with his White Tiger Body Barrier active.
One more step, and he would have been out.
"That was close!"
Dai Mubai clutched his chest. He felt that three to five of his ribs had cracked, though thankfully none had shifted out of place. Even so, his internal organs churned violently.
Not only could his opponent's Star Toad Martial Soul speak, but it did not even need Ouyang Sun's control. It could move independently and use Spirit Skills.
It was practically another Soul Master!
Was this really a seven-versus-seven match?
In reality, it was eight versus seven!
More importantly, Xiang Ba's side had already lost the ability to continue fighting. Oscar was still running, but it was only a matter of time before he was forced out as well.
This was eight versus five!
Dai Mubai pulled out a Big Sausage of Recovery and swallowed it in one bite. He did not refuse it; his depleted Soul Power and stamina rapidly recovered. He also stopped trying to seek out Ouyang Sun and the Star Toad.
That guy was far too troublesome. If they wanted to