Intelligence

What had happened?

Bull Bill's sudden collapse left all the spectators looking confused.

Ling Yao had hit him several times before, yet he had been unharmed and even able to strike back. Why had he suddenly gone down this time?

Before anyone could figure out what was going on, Ling Yao looked toward the host and raised a hand. "Shouldn't you start the count?" Although he had fallen, Nun Saint Andariel had confirmed that Bull Bill was still alive. That meant he had merely lost consciousness. If he failed to wake up within ten seconds, he would naturally be declared the loser.

"Ah... yes..." Li Na picked up the microphone and began the countdown.

At the same time, the Gold Emperor frowned and looked at Wan Guiyuan beside him in surprise.

"You knew this would happen?"

"I can't see the future." Wan Guiyuan chuckled. "But I believe that below Feather Transformation, there is no opponent that kid can't handle." "That truly is a frightening talent..." Pope Saint Nicholas sighed. "He actually saw through his opponent's ability through only a few exchanges in battle, and even found his weakness. The moment this Ling Yao breaks through to Feather Transformation, the entire Main World will pale beneath his brilliance." The others were utterly confused, but as top experts among the Feather Transformation realm, the three Big Shots naturally saw through the trick.

When Ling Yao's palm strike had landed on Bull Bill's Gang Qi, it had met no resistance at all and gone straight through to his physical body. Against flesh unprotected by Gang Qi, he had barely needed to use any force to severely injure the strongest member of the Martial Combat Faction.

Under normal circumstances, contact between two streams of Gang Qi was bound to produce a clash. Even if