Asura Stripped of Power

When the dust settled, everything returned to calm.

On the Palace Front Plaza before the Pope Palace, everyone present stood with their mouths agape, all of them astonished and shaken.

Especially the Spirit Masters of Spirit Hall, whose eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets. Though shocked beyond words, they were also incomparably excited:

"So this is Holy Son's strength? How terrifying—how powerful!"

No one had expected that their Holy Son, who usually kept such a low profile, possessed such formidable true strength.

With merely the cultivation of a Spirit Douluo, he had actually defeated the Clear Sky Douluo, who had already stepped into the rank of a Super Douluo.

And it had not simply been a victory. He had severed one of his opponent's legs, while the latter could only flee in wretched panic.

How in the world had he done it?

It was simply too unbelievable, too shocking!

The shock in Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin's eyes was no less profound, but there was even more surprise—and deep apprehension.

Tang Hao's strength was certainly formidable, but they both knew it well.

Even when Tang Hao used the Divine Slaughter's Domain, which even Sword Douluo considered himself inferior to, they remained calm. They even had the faint air of watching a fire from across the river and taking pleasure in another's misfortune.

After all, the more havoc Tang Hao caused in Spirit City, the more beneficial it was to them.

This would help them probe Spirit Hall's strength and see exactly how much hidden power it possessed, as well as how many cards it had yet to play.

The four Title Douluo who had suddenly revealed themselves were undoubtedly a tremendous gain. Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were surprised, but not overly so.

The truly unexpected