"Old Luo!"
Seeing Luo Yan bound hand and foot by chains of Primal Energy, unable to move.
Wu Tiejun was also hounding him relentlessly, subjecting him to a barrage of "Wind Spears."
Zeng Shan could not help standing up tensely, half his body nearly leaning over the railing.
Li Bohang adjusted his glasses and said, "Don't be nervous. Classmate Luo hasn't lost yet."
Only then did Zeng Shan notice that although Luo Yan was covered in blood, his injuries looked horrifying.
Primal Energy surged around him, faintly forming overlapping phantom mountains.
Luo Yan was still standing. His eyes grew increasingly ruthless as they swept over Wu Tiejun's vital points, such as his neck and chest.
Then he looked toward his knees and collarbone with great restraint—places that could paralyze his opponent without killing him.
In the spectator stands.
Liu Ruohan rested her chin in both hands and said with a smile, "He's been immobilized by 'Binding Lock.' That means he'll have to take all of Wu Tiejun's 'Wind Spears,' and he can't disperse their force. He can only rely on his body to withstand them."
"He still hasn't fallen after that. He's really tough..."
Tough...
Yang Lixie suddenly had an unpleasant association.
He could not help looking at Liu Ruohan a few more times.
Fortunately, his goddess' eyes were not glazed over, and her cheeks were not flushed.
Her expression was perfectly normal.
Only then did Yang Lixie slightly relax.
On the arena.
Luo Yan unleashed his Primal Energy, shattering the chains of Primal Energy.
After all, it was only Profound Technique No. 3.
It was nowhere near as durable as the "Phantom Wolf."
Luo Yan used the "Obstacle Breaking Dharma Eye" again.
After the previous round of Mystic Arts erupted.
Wu Tiejun now had less than fifty Jun of