Abomination Martial Soul

Watching Jili die, the Holy Spirit Sect team showed no reaction.

Even Scorpion Tiger Douluo, their leader, could not help muttering, "Trash."

With his eyesight, how could he fail to see that Jili had been overconfident earlier?

The Brain-Eating Beast Martial Soul's tongue was indeed its strongest point of attack, but in many cases, the strongest point was often also the weakest.

Jili had been too eager to attack, thinking he could kill his opponent by surprise. He had not known that his opponent had already seen through him, and so he was defeated outright.

He had not even managed to use his strongest Soul Skill before being killed. Otherwise, given the Brain-Eating Beast Martial Soul's traits, even if he could not defeat Naraku, he should have been able to drain Naraku's Soul Power and protect himself.

Soon, someone slowly walked out from the Holy Spirit Sect's Waiting Area.

This person was unimaginably tall, standing well over two and a half meters, with a waistline exceeding one point eight meters. As he stepped heavily onto the Competition Arena, he resembled a moving mountain of flesh, bringing immense pressure to everyone present.

"State your names."

"Witch Cult, Naraku."

"Holy Spirit Sect, Lu Genggeng."

Lu Genggeng's booming voice was extremely rare among Evil Soul Masters. It carried little of their usual gloominess and instead possessed a distinctly masculine quality.

Seeing that both sides were in position and had no intention of making further changes, Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan took a deep breath and shouted, "Begin!"

"Ha!"

Lu Genggeng launched the first attack. His legs suddenly exerted force as he made a jumping motion. He did not leap particularly high, only about two meters off the ground, nor did he travel far, merely four or five meters forward.

Yet the instant he jumped,