Lei Jingxiao and Wei Jiangyuan sat to one side, watching Xiao Yan battle the West Dragon King. Though the two had worked seamlessly together and briefly held him off, the gap between them was too great. Before long, they had been thoroughly suppressed. Once they could no longer fight, the dragon clan's Dou Sheng Experts bound their limbs with Dou Qi. Now that Xiao Yan's advance had been checked and Zi Yan's situation was growing worse, Lei Jingxiao was beside himself with anxiety.
"Old Wei, do you think my big brother can win?"
Wei Jiangyuan shook his head helplessly, a rueful smile on his face. "You're watching too. If you still have to ask me, isn't it because you don't believe it yourself?"
With his thoughts laid bare, Lei Jingxiao felt even more miserable. As a Dou Sheng Expert, he understood the gulf between Dou Sheng Experts all too well. Xiao Yan himself was only a One-Star Dou Sheng. Even with the power of three Dou Di Clan Marks, his strength was limited to that of a Two-Star Dou Saint. The fact that he could trade blows with the West Dragon King for a short time without losing was already remarkable. But today, holding the West Dragon King back was not enough. Xiao Yan had to defeat him!
Yet there was a vast difference between holding an opponent back and defeating him. However much faith they had in Xiao Yan, neither dared believe he could do it.
Wei Jiangyuan kept his eyes fixed on the battlefield, his voice heavy with worry. "And I don't think he can even hold on much longer. Have you noticed something?"
Lei Jingxiao had a keen eye for battle. He lowered his voice. "You mean how much Dou Qi my big brother has used?"
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