"???"
Zhang Yang looked at the already defeated Sea Horse Douluo. Two words came to mind.
That's it???
Zhang Yang blinked, looking at Sea Horse Douluo, then at the others, his face full of surprise.
I hadn't even put in any effort, and you went down already.
Dai Mubai and the others were equally astonished.
Thinking back three or four years, when they had first met Sea Horse Douluo, he had raised his hand to deploy the Flight Prohibition Domain, while the Ring Sea had churned with windless waves.
Now, looking at Sea Horse Douluo's one-meter-long wound and his collapsed, dead-dog-like posture on the ground, he seemed like a completely different person.
Blood flowed down his back as Sea Horse Douluo panted heavily. In a low voice, he said, "Mr. Zhang Yang's strength is far beyond mine. I have lost this battle."
Zhang Yang's sheer strength had won over Sea Horse Douluo, who now regarded Zhang Yang as his equal in his words.
Raising his hand, Sea Horse Douluo turned toward the Sea Horse Sacred Pillar and laboriously carved a strange pattern onto it with his right index finger.
When the final stroke was completed, the pattern bloomed with dazzling red light and abruptly shone upon Zhang Yang's forehead. As the two lights echoed one another, a prompt appeared in Zhang Yang's mind.
The Sea Horse Sacred Pillar trial had been passed.
"Sea Horse Douluo, thank you for letting me win."
Zhang Yang floated down from midair and said to Tang San and the others, "I feel like I still have some strength left, so I'll head to the other Sacred Pillars first."
As he spoke, he brushed past Tang San and the others. At that moment, though, a thin thread of Soul Power carried his voice into their ears.