Ye Xingchen smiled dismissively. Looking at the Soul Douluo before him, who still refused to give up, he said nothing more.
The four Immortal Slaying Swords in his hands immediately pressed forward. In an instant, four Sword Qi Dragons soared into the sky!
At the sight, the tense-faced Soul Douluo immediately unleashed his full strength, holding nothing back.
With a casual wave, a golden spear appeared in his hand.
Facing the Sword Qi Dragons rushing toward him, he thrust his spear at them without hesitation.
An explosion rang out, and a burst of golden light instantly erupted between the two sides.
The next second, a white-robed figure descended silently from the sky. Before the Soul Douluo could react, he let out a muffled grunt and staggered back a hundred paces.
"My heavens, isn't this terrifying? Another head-on clash, and the winner was decided in an instant. That's just too frightening!"
"Ye Xingchen really is terrifying. This guy is far too fierce! He battered that Soul Douluo into this state in less than a single exchange. I think he could probably take on a low-ranking Titled Douluo alone by now!"
"Who knows? We'll only know his actual strength once we see them fight. This guy really is strong!"
Among the crowd, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo watched everything before him with his arms folded, a trace of surprise appearing on his face.
Ye Xingchen's growth had once again exceeded his expectations. He had thought it would already be utterly unbelievable if this fellow could fight a Soul Douluo to a draw.
But now, it seemed that even killing a Soul Douluo would be an entirely ordinary matter for him.
He turned to glance at his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, and said with a smile:
"Granddaughter, your eye for people really is much