Rus Wang was dumbfounded. A thousand years ago, when Huo Yuhao had taken on ten opponents at once, the Sun Moon Empire's side had been the first to try this dueling approach. He never expected that a thousand years later, the Sun Moon Empire would step into the same pit again!
Still, this time was better. It wasn't like last time, when Ju Zi's child had been threatened and the Holy Spirit Cult's leadership wiped out.
Because this time, Zhang Cheng, the Nation-Protecting Douluo on the Star Luo Empire's side, had finally reached the end of his strength. As he used his Martial Soul, the Crimson Flame Blade, to stab the heart of the Sun Moon Empire's Limit Douluo, his life burned away completely.
Through the crystal ball, Rus Wang could sense that the Sun Moon Empire's Limit Douluo's heart was only a millimeter away from being pierced by the Nation-Protecting Douluo's Martial Soul. However, Zhang Cheng's Soul Power and Martial Soul had already burned most of the man's internal organs to a crisp. He was probably not far from death.
But the fall of Star Luo City was inevitable. The Sun Moon Empire still had more than twenty Titled Douluo, and one Super Douluo and an even smaller number of Soul Engineers simply weren't enough to hold them back.
"Why do the people of the Sun Moon Empire insist on dueling? Or, to be precise, why duel openly on the battlefield? They could just press forward and sweep the enemy away."
Yang Xuanmin stared at the crystal ball, her face full of shock.
"Don't they worry about spatial teleportation? The enemy could just toss them a hundred kilometers away. Then, without their strongest fighters holding the line, wouldn't their own foot soldiers get cut down?"
"Maybe they don't think