Especially Ghost Douluo. His body, shrouded in black mist, was now fluctuating with extreme instability, as though it might collapse at any moment.
"Gui Mei." Bibi Dong took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice steady.
"With your understanding of speed, did you see that Cripple's movements clearly just now?"
Ghost Douluo's entire body jolted at Bibi Dong's question.
He slowly raised his head. His face, hidden beneath the shadows, was filled with unimaginable frustration and defeat.
"Your Holiness..." Ghost Douluo's voice was hoarse, carrying a profound sense of helplessness.
"This subordinate could not see it clearly. Not only could I not see it clearly, I could not even comprehend how he crossed space."
As a Titled Douluo famed across Douluo Continent for his speed and unpredictability, Gui Mei had always taken great pride in his movement technique.
He believed he could take someone's head in an instant and kill without leaving a trace.
But the kick the Cripple had displayed just now had utterly shattered his worldview.
"We soul masters pursue speed by using Soul Power to propel the body, overcoming air resistance and reaching the blind spots of one's vision." Ghost Douluo swallowed and continued.
"But that Cripple... he did not displace the air at all. He did not even stir the slightest breeze around him."
"It was as if... as if he had directly crossed the concepts of space and distance, forcibly shoved his hand into that flood dragon's body, taken its inner core, and then withdrawn."
"All of it was completed in the same instant."
Chrysanthemum Douluo broke out in a cold sweat as he listened.
"Old Ghost, are you saying that not only was he unbelievably fast, but his hand could also ignore that monster's physical defenses?"
"Precisely." Ghost Douluo gave a bitter