Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.
Impossible!
The Bipolar Static Domain had no effect on him at all?
Before she could recover from her shock, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had already noticed something was wrong.
Both could end their Martial Soul Fusion Skill at will. Now, seeing that Yang Xing was completely unaffected, their hearts churned with shock.
The moment their understanding of the world shattered, their Martial Soul Fusion Skill was forcibly dispelled.
They staggered, and before they could react—
Yang Xing raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together.
He flicked his fingers.
Twice.
Snap! Snap!
Two crisp cracks exploded through the air.
The next instant, two compressed masses of air appeared out of nowhere and burst in front of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
Boom!
A terrifying shock wave detonated against Chrysanthemum Douluo's chest. Blood sprayed into a mist, and he flew backward like a kite with its string cut. Ghost Douluo suffered the same fate. His shadowy body was blasted apart, barely reforming in midair, but he had already been hurled beyond the estate and vanished into the sky.
Bibi Dong sat on the stone stool, her gaze following the two fading streaks. A hint of gravity flashed in her eyes.
The Martial Soul Fusion Skill of two Rank 95 Super Douluos had absolutely no effect on Yang Xing?
She withdrew her gaze and looked at Yang Xing, who sat composed across from her.
Peace had returned to the estate, as though that brief clash had been nothing more than an illusion.
"Now no one will disturb us."
Yang Xing clapped his hands, then pulled a neatly folded sheet of rough paper, a writing brush, and a box of seal paste from inside his robes.
He pushed them toward Bibi Dong, his tone