Green Ghost and Su Yuan basked in the cheers from below. Most of the roar was for Green Ghost.
Su Yuan had merely basked in some reflected glory.
The two couldn't help exchanging a glance.
One wore a ghost mask, the other a blood-red one. Both were pretty terrifying.
Su Yuan licked the blood from his lips and moved them almost imperceptibly, conveying that he was fine.
His Lip Reading had improved greatly during his time exchanging with the Cloud-Striding Martial Hall.
They had their own dedicated communication system, and Su Yuan had mastered it completely.
[Lip Reading: 1745/2000 (Perfection)]
Their gazes met, then quickly parted.
Shan Lie had already darted to Shan Feng's side. After examining him, he looked coldly at Green Ghost. "You sent force into his body, then made it erupt a second time? Are you an Internal Force expert?"
"I've only brushed against the threshold. If Your Excellency wants to take the stage yourself, I'll gladly concede," Green Ghost rasped.
"Hmph! Why would I need to take the stage to deal with a little brat like you?" Shan Lie snorted.
There were plenty of late-stage Savage Strength fighters in the arena.
Wei Xian had finished regulating his breath and taken a pill. He intended to fight again.
His injuries were actually minor. He'd mostly been dragged down by Shan Feng, that deadweight.
"Come on, loser," Green Ghost said calmly.
Over on Su Yuan's side, the members of the Shan Family watched him like tigers eyeing their prey.
Shan Xionglian, a late-stage Savage Strength fighter, leaped onto the stage.
This time, Shan Lie had warned him to be careful and first figure out what Su Yuan was capable of.
The Chai Family, meanwhile, had already lost faith in Su Yuan.
"Su Yuan, come down," Chai Nian said.