On the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Martial Arts Plaza, a deathly silence had fallen.
The previous battle had ended far too quickly and far too shockingly, leaving many disciples still unable to recover their senses.
Shi Pengyu, an eighty-first-level assault-type Soul Douluo, had been defeated in a single move by Qin Heng even after unleashing his Martial Soul Avatar and using his eighth soul skill!
What made their scalps tingle even more was that Qin Heng appeared to have used only his fifth soul skill, rather than the sixth soul skill from his Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
At this moment, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples were not only shocked by Qin Heng's absurd soul ring configuration, especially that glaring hundred-thousand-year red soul ring, but were utterly crushed by the reality before their eyes.
A Soul Emperor in his sixties had actually instantly killed a Soul Douluo who had used his Martial Soul Avatar? It was simply absurd!
Yet the facts stood right before them, leaving them no choice but to believe.
In the stands, the expressions of many elders had turned exceedingly ugly. They had originally intended for Shi Pengyu, a Soul Douluo, to teach Qin Heng a lesson, but now it felt as though they had been fiercely slapped across the face.
Wearing Asura Armor, Qin Heng slowly withdrew his right hand and looked up at Ning Fengzhi on the platform. His calm voice rang clearly across the entire plaza. "Sect Master Ning, it is time to send out the last person."
His tone was indifferent, yet it carried an undeniable pressure, as though the first two matches had been nothing more than casual warm-ups to him.
Ning Fengzhi's face instantly turned livid. His hands clenched unconsciously within his sleeves as he took a deep breath and