Faced with Zhao Fu's stance as though he were ready to battle all four quarters, the ordinary people looked at one another. Naturally, they were not qualified to take the stage; even if they did, they would be utterly crushed. They were simply no match for that Emperor's Son. Now, they turned their gazes toward the top ten of the Guti Ranking. Only they had any chance of fighting this Emperor's Son.
Some people could no longer hold back from shouting, urging those heavenly talents to do their best and win back a little face for the Guti Domain.
You Qianyue, ranked seventh, was the first to step onto the platform, and he immediately used his strongest move. In truth, his strength was only slightly greater than Gu Qingyue's. Since even Gu Qingyue had lost so easily, he naturally had to go all out.
"Ahhh..."
He took out a gray banner and planted it atop the platform. A massive surge of yin energy spread out, accompanied by countless shrill cries from densely packed evil ghosts—there had to be over ten thousand of them.
The temperature around them dropped by dozens of degrees. Seeing those powerful evil ghosts, countless people felt their hair stand on end.
You Qianyue waved the banner in his hand, commanding the army of ten thousand ghosts to surge toward Zhao Fu like a tidal wave, their momentum immense.
"Ahhh..."
Facing You Qianyue's attack, Zhao Fu emitted endless ghostly energy. The six gray dots in his right eye spun rapidly as one muscular, vicious-faced malevolent ghost after another was summoned. They were clearly several times stronger than those You Qianyue had summoned.
The crowd was greatly surprised. From the ghostly energy Zhao Fu had released, it seemed that he could actually use the same kind of attack