Head-on Collision

What made it even harder for him to believe was what had happened in that head-on clash with Wang Sheng.

His entire fist felt as if it were about to split open, the pain twisting his face into a grimace.

After all, he had used a fist. Wang Sheng had used a palm!

And yet, his fist had somehow been less hard than that palm. What kind of nonsense was that? No, this was no longer a question of hardness at all.

He felt that Wang Sheng's palm was practically comparable to a Soul Tool!

The Fifth Prince, standing to the side, was stunned as well. When he looked at Wang Sheng again, there was no trace of anger left on his face, only astonishment.

After all, this guard of his was a Soul Sage.

Even if he was an agility type, in terms of strength, he should not have fallen so far behind a Soul Emperor.

Now, he was starting to believe the rumors that said Wang Sheng had once killed a Soul Sage with a self-detonation attack.

To force back a Soul Sage with a single palm strike while possessing only the strength of a Soul Emperor was not something just anyone could do.

At the very least, among the people he knew, only those three monsters could manage it. And even they relied on the assistance of Soul Tools, while Wang Sheng had relied purely on his own strength.

Fine. He had no choice but to admit that Wang Sheng had the right to be arrogant.

But no matter how much right he had to be arrogant, he was still only a Soul Emperor before he had fully grown.

As a prince of the Fire Source Realm, if he wanted to eliminate him, he could still do