In secret.
Snake Lance Douluo was equally shocked, but he did not think too much of it.
Other factions joining forces to apply pressure?
Heh.
He was worried he would not have a reason to start a war. If they had the guts, they could come.
It would be best if they could lure all the Title Douluo to Spirit City.
Then they could wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
Once the various factions lost their Title Douluo, how would they differ from tigers without claws and fangs? Would they not be at Spirit Hall's mercy?
"My heavens, Food God, his Second Soul Ring is also a thousand-year one." The Master of Ceremonies finally came back to his senses, and the excitement in his voice did not sound feigned.
But no one else felt much about his words.
It was not as though they were blind.
Blade Demon even cast him a sidelong glance and coldly asked, "Are we fighting or not?"
"Uh..."
The Master of Ceremonies smiled awkwardly before immediately announcing, "Then, let the battle begin!"
The moment the word "begin" fell—
Blade Demon charged at Lu Fei with his saber in hand. He was fast, but only by other people's standards.
"First Soul Skill, I Have a Red Bean Bun."
While using Lingbo Microsteps to evade, Lu Fei activated his first Soul Skill. The red bean bun appeared, and without a second thought, he swallowed it.
The red bean bun boosted Soul Power by fifty percent.
Though it still could not compare to Blade Demon, any increase was better than none.
"First Soul Skill, Demonic Sound Piercing Ears."
Seeing that he could not catch up, Blade Demon could not be bothered to continue the chase. As Soul Power flowed into his first Soul Ring, waves of