Yula Yula Yula Yula Yula—
At first, Bo Saixi could still dodge and block several of Qian Daoliu's punches, but soon she could only take the beating. Facing the remaining hundreds of blows, she could only protect her body with Soul Power and endure them head-on, just as she had when facing the combined Soul Skills of more than a dozen Title Douluo from Spirit Hall.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang—
Bo Saixi was soon beaten until her mind went dark. Her head snapped to one side, her eyes rolled back, blood sprayed from her nose and mouth, her white hair whipped wildly, and fist marks covered her entire body. She could not even cry out.
"Bang!"
Qian Daoliu ended it with a kick, driving his foot into Bo Saixi's abdomen and sending her flying toward the ground.
"Bang!"
Bo Saixi crashed into a dilapidated three-story building beneath Spirit City. Sand and rubble flew everywhere, the floors collapsed, and she was buried alive.
"Grand Pontiff, are you hurt?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo was the first to arrive and ask. Qian Daoliu had blocked the clash between Bo Saixi and more than a dozen Title Douluo from Spirit Hall for Spirit City. His clothes were covered in dust and his hair had become somewhat disheveled, but compared to Bo Saixi, they were worlds apart.
"I'm fine."
Qian Daoliu looked down at Spirit City, which seemed as though it had been bombed from the air. "In ten thousand years, this is the first time Spirit City has been damaged to such an extent. But it is time for renovations anyway. Dig Bo Saixi out. I will settle accounts with her and Sea God Island."
An unknown amount of time later, Spirit Hall, Douluo Hall.
Bo Saixi slowly regained consciousness.