Savor It, Savor It Carefully

"Hmm?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes darted about. His perception was unmatched, and he turned his head to look at the figure that had appeared behind him.

While Chrysanthemum Douluo was still wondering why Xiao Han had crouched halfway to the ground, wondering why Xiao Han had formed such a strange hand seal, his rear guard had fallen!

"Ah!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo let out a miserable scream. His body shot upward like an arrow released from a bowstring. Both hands covered his rear, and the expression on his face was remarkably thought-provoking. There was delight, there was pain—in short, it was exceedingly complex. Only Chrysanthemum Douluo himself could probably understand that particular exquisite sensation.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

Countless gazes stared in astonishment at what had happened in the arena. None of them had expected combat to be capable of such artistic flair.

"Big brother actually likes this!"

At the side, Xiao Wu was the first to snap out of her shock.

Xiao Wu's face flushed crimson, and her jade-like hand instinctively shielded her rear. Looking at Chrysanthemum Douluo's incomprehensibly exquisite expression, a strange glint surfaced in her eyes, and her face reddened even further. Who knew what she was fantasizing about. (Savor it, savor it carefully.)

Bang

While everyone was still stunned, something even more shocking happened.

After Xiao Han's Thousand Years of Death succeeded, an earth-shattering boom rang out across the arena. Chrysanthemum Douluo's martial soul, the Velvet Sky-Piercing Chrysanthemum, shattered inch by inch, and chrysanthemum petals drifted down through the air on the wind.

"Even his martial soul was broken?"

Everyone stared blankly. Such a simple move had actually shattered the Velvet Sky-Piercing Chrysanthemum so brutally?

Huff—

Perhaps some people had looked down on Xiao Han a moment ago for using such an unsightly move. But now, when they looked at