Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo were stunned. It wasn't just that Sword Douluo had lost. Qi Dao's condition was even more shocking.
He had just fought a fierce battle, yet he looked as though nothing had happened.
He was only a Soul Saint. While in the Heart Sword State, he had maintained two domains at once, used his Martial Soul Avatar, and unleashed two immensely powerful Soul Skills in succession. How did he still have strength to spare?
Did his Soul Power have no limit?
At that rate of consumption, an ordinary Titled Douluo would have run dry long ago, wouldn't he?
That was the power of a Soul Core!
It stood out all the more in the era of Douluo I, when even Titled Douluo could unleash only a handful of powerful Soul Skills.
Qi Dao turned to Sword Douluo and cupped his fists. "Senior Sword Douluo, forgive me for what happened just now!"
Sword Douluo gave a bitter smile.
"Young friend, you really are a monster!"
He had never expected to lose to Qi Dao even after going all out.
It made him doubt himself.
Was he simply that weak, or was Qi Dao that much of a freak?
Qi Dao smiled faintly.
Ning Fengzhi and the others hurried over from the distance. At the sight of the barren, wasteland-like scene around them, they drew sharp breaths.
What terrifying destructive power!
Ning Fengzhi sighed. "Qi Dao, you've reached such heights of strength at such a young age."
"I fear there are no more than three people in the world today who could defeat you."
Bibi Dong was one. Qian Daoliu was another. The last was Tang Chen, who had vanished long ago.
Qi Dao replied modestly, "Sect Master Ning, you give me too much credit. Spirit Hall alone