"Xiao San, help me hold her down. I'm going to use that."
At that moment, Xiao Wu suddenly gritted her teeth. A trace of ruthlessness had crept into her voice, as though she had made up her mind to unleash her ultimate move.
Tang San frowned slightly.
Of course he knew which ultimate move Xiao Wu meant: her innate skill, Explosive Kill Eight-Stage Throw.
Explosive Kill Eight-Stage Throw was an advanced version of Waist Bow, the most violent throwing technique Xiao Wu could use, and a devastating killing move.
Once she successfully unleashed it, anyone caught by it would almost certainly end up dead or crippled.
Before her soul power reached rank thirty, Xiao Wu had needed to gather soul power in advance to use this innate spirit skill. After rank thirty, she no longer needed that extra preparation time.
Xiao Wu was now a rank thirty-nine Soul Elder and could unleash it instantly.
All she needed was the right opening.
A flicker of hesitation crossed Tang San's mind.
Although he had already condemned Huo Wu in his heart for following the "way of seeking death," he still retained some reason. He knew this was a tournament, and they could not kill people at will.
If Xiao Wu failed to hold back and actually killed Huo Wu with that barrage of throws, they would probably struggle to explain themselves afterward.
The tournament organizers would certainly come after them.
Just as Tang San was debating whether to let Xiao Wu use Explosive Kill Eight-Stage Throw against Huo Wu, a scream suddenly rang out from one of the three other ongoing battles:
"Aah-!"
Tang San kept his wary gaze fixed on Huo Wu opposite him, but immediately glanced toward the sound out of the corner of his eye.
He then realized that