Time in the arena seemed to freeze. The Sea Turtle Race's massive body came to an abrupt halt, and he turned his head in disbelief to look at his own back.
At that moment, on the shell covering his back, there was a small hole—and through that hole, a longsword had already pierced in, stabbing straight into his flesh!
The Sea Turtle Race's face was filled with disbelief, as if the scene before him was something he had never anticipated.
And in truth, it was exactly so. Just now, Aodebiao had clearly even found it difficult to flee, so why was it that, after his attack arrived, Aodebiao's figure had instead become incomparably swift, so fast that he had not even had time to react?
"Urgh!"
Only after a full moment did a thread of blood spill from the corner of the Sea Turtle Race's mouth, and his body finally began to tremble.
Although this injury did not count as too serious, Aodebiao had gotten close to his body and was riding directly on his back. This meant that next, he would fall into true passivity.
Hua!
"This... how could this be? It's too unbelievable!"
"Heavens, that situation just now—did you see it clearly? How did this Aodebiao appear on the Sea Turtle Race's back? Before, he clearly looked like he couldn't even dodge the Sea Turtle Race's attacks!"
"Exactly. How on earth did Aodebiao do it? Did any of you see clearly? And with things like this now, could it be that the Sea Turtle Race is going to lose? Look at the Sea Turtle Race's back shell. Isn't the Sea Turtle Race's shell known as one of the hardest armors? Why can't it withstand anything at all in front of Aodebiao?"
"I think I saw a little just