Yang Wudi threw back his head and laughed. He could not remember how long it had been since he had felt this way!
"Again!"
Yang Wudi charged forward once more.
Yang Wudi was sent flying.
Again, then flying again.
No matter what angle Yang Wudi attacked from or what method he used, Danheng could always counter in ways Yang Wudi never expected.
And because of that, Yang Wudi grew more invigorated the longer they fought. Even when his body had reached its limit, he still refused to stop attacking.
"That's enough, Clan Head Yang. The Mountain Spirit Water Lotus is yours."
After Danheng knocked Yang Wudi back once again, Yang Wudi might still have wanted to fight, but his body, drained of even the slightest bit of strength, no longer allowed it.
"Thank you, sir."
Yang Wudi supported himself with the Soul Breaking Spear, using his last bit of strength to try to stand, only for his vision to go black as he fell face-first onto the ground.
"I told you to stop long ago."
Danheng was helpless. He could not just leave this guy lying here, could he?
In Yang Wudi's current state, even a hundred-year soul beast could probably eat him!
A mighty attack-type Soul Douluo and the clan head of the Breaking Clan, dying in the belly of a hundred-year soul beast—wouldn't that make him a laughingstock?
So—
"Hmm, since you like this Mountain Spirit Water Lotus so much, just stay here."
Danheng carried Yang Wudi back into the cave where the Mountain Spirit Water Lotus grew and set him down beside it.
As though he had sensed the Mountain Spirit Water Lotus's aura, the sleeping Yang Wudi actually rolled over, only to tumble straight into the pool.
Danheng hurriedly fished him out. If Yang Wudi did