"All right, the game's over. You're not weak. I hope I'll see an even better performance from you next time."
As Su Chen spoke, he casually raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and lightly pressed down toward Long Yue as he charged at him.
The next moment.
An irresistible force of confinement descended in an instant!
"Space Imprisonment!"
Long Yue had leapt into the air, but now his whole body was as if frozen by a pause button.
He remained in his lunging pose, muscles bulging and face twisted, yet was forcibly locked in midair less than ten meters from Su Chen.
Long Yue felt the air around him stop flowing, solidifying in an instant into a barrier tens of thousands of times harder than steel.
His entire body was embedded in that frozen space. Even moving a finger became an impossible dream.
"The power of space..."
For a moment, Long Yue seemed to come to his senses. At last, he understood why all his Soul Skills had failed earlier.
His opponent had imprisoned the ground beneath him, and his opponent's Soul Skills were stronger than his. Naturally, his own Soul Skills had been useless.
Unfortunately, knowing that did him no good. He was powerless to resist.
The next moment, Su Chen slowly curled his outstretched fingers into a fist.
With Su Chen's movement, Long Yue felt the "steel" around him slowly begin to constrict and crush him.
"No!!!!"
Long Yue let out a despairing roar.
The Mountain Dragon King Bloodline within him bellowed wildly, trying to hold up a sky of its own.
But all that resistance looked so pale and powerless before the terrifying pressure.
"Crack, crack, crack—"
The grating sound of bones breaking rang out.
Long Yue's terrifying body was as fragile as a block of