The Terror of Subjective Power

Guo Xiaoxu gave a slight nod, his gaze heavy.

"Pointless bravado. If this stalemate continues, defeat is only a matter of time. He may even die on the spot."

Yun Ming stood in silence, his eyes filled with doubt. He couldn't understand what Zhong Shenxiu was doing. He clearly had three top-tier Star Dragons as support, yet he insisted on fighting Qiangu Dongfeng alone, clashing with him to the death from a weaker position without retreating. It didn't fit any rational way of acting at all.

The three Star Dragons' worry grew even stronger.

The power of space-time flowed around the Libra Star Dragon, and it was already prepared to shift instantly and save him. The Taurus Star Dragon gripped the Heavenly Mansion Axe tightly, lightning surging along its blade, its body taut, ready to leap into the battlefield at any moment and block a fatal attack for The Master.

Just as the Taurus Star Dragon was about to move, the Sagittarius Star Dragon beside it suddenly raised a hand and firmly stopped it.

"Taurus, wait!"

There was not the slightest worry in his eyes. Instead, extreme excitement and exhilaration surged within them as he stared fixedly at the blood-soaked figure fighting fiercely on the battlefield.

Libra and Taurus were both startled. Subconsciously, they restrained their auras and focused on sensing the changes on the battlefield. In the next instant, both bodies trembled at the same time. A vast, majestic, terrifying aura far beyond anything before was slowly awakening and rising from within Zhong Shenxiu.

The three of them were instantly invigorated, all the worry in their eyes vanishing, leaving only utmost excitement.

On the battlefield, Qiangu Dongfeng had already lost all patience and no longer wanted to entangle himself pointlessly with Zhong Shenxiu.

"Since you're looking to die, I'll