What control-type Martial Souls counter agility-attack types?
What no Martial Soul was useless?
It was all bullshit!
His lips trembled as murky tears streamed down his face. With every ounce of strength he had, he roared the words that tore his heart apart:
"I concede!!"
"Shrek... concedes!!"
As the clamor receded like the tide from a beach, the Great Soul Arena fell into a strange silence.
Only the cleaners remained, clearing the bloodstains and rubble left on the arena floor.
Yet the atmosphere in the VIP box was rather relaxed.
"Teacher, the tea has gone cold."
Gongsun Li folded up her Oil-paper Umbrella and casually placed it in the corner of the table. Several drops of blood that she had not shaken off slid down the ribs of the umbrella, falling onto the carpet and blooming into tiny dark-red flowers.
She had completely lost the Asura-like killing intent she had displayed in the arena moments ago.
The young woman curled up in the wide Wicker Chair, her long legs swinging lightly. Her cheeks still carried a faint flush from the intense exertion just now.
Lu Ming set down his purple clay teacup.
"Then replace it with a fresh pot."
He did not look at the bloodstained umbrella. Instead, he took a spotless white handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her.
"Wipe yourself off."
Gongsun Li accepted the handkerchief, but rather than wiping the umbrella, she carelessly rubbed it across her own face twice. Then, like a kitten seeking praise, she leaned closer to Lu Ming.
"How was A Li's 'Late Cloud Fall' just now? Wasn't it cool?"
"And, and, I deliberately held back on that final spinning kick. Otherwise, that Tang San's head would have already been separated from his body."
She blinked her large eyes, her rabbit