Yu Xiaogang wore a mask at this moment, his face beneath it deathly pale as he stared in terror at where Luosanan was attacking.
Luosanan's method of attack was farting. It could only fart three times a day, which was why it was called Sanpao.
Zhu Rong's "sneak attack" had knocked Luosanan, which had been preparing a soul skill, off course.
That meant it was now attacking not Zhu Rong, but him—Yu Xiaogang!
He cried out instinctively!
"Sanpao!"
Luosanan was a mutated Martial Soul, one of the rare intelligent lifeforms among Martial Souls. It possessed intelligence.
However, when it evolved, it had been held back by Yu Xiaogang, resulting in an incomplete evolution. It had intelligence, but not much.
The inexplicable pain that had just appeared on its face left its little head spinning.
It had no idea that its "aim" was currently pointed straight at Master Yu Xiaogang!
It had finished charging up. Hearing Yu Xiaogang's shout, it knew the time had come!
As for whoever had hit it just now, it could look into that later.
Just as Luosanan was about to unleash "Farting Like Thunder, Shattering Heaven and Earth Luosanan," Zhu Rong swung the sacred sword in his right hand again.
A streak of golden flame instantly appeared at Luosanan's point of aim.
With a boom.
The golden flames were like a tiny sun, instantly illuminating the night sky. For that moment, the entire training ground seemed to have returned to daytime.
With the Sacred Fire's enhancement, Luosanan's skill changed from a hundred-year soul skill into a soul skill of unknown age.
This was Luosanan's most glorious moment without a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Realizing something was wrong, Yu Xiaogang frantically rolled and crawled away from the center...
But how could he possibly be faster than an