Bang—
A muffled sound rang out on the field, and Mist Surrounding shrouded the arena.
"What is this supposed to be?"
The wolf-transformed Blood Wolf suddenly realized that his senses had been weakened without limit.
"Be careful. Condense Soul Power in your eyes, and you'll be able to see through it."
Tang Xiaolei drew his longbow, gathering Soul Power in his eyes. Blood Wolf did the same.
Very quickly, the two of them spotted two figures.
"There!"
Tang Xiaolei was the first to notice them. He loosed an arrow that pierced straight through both figures.
"Clones? Or an illusion?"
Sensing that his arrow had not struck its target, Tang Xiaolei frowned. Was that guy's Martial Soul really so strange?
At present, no one knew Jiang Bai's Martial Soul's true nature. From the looks of it, it seemed to be "mist."
"So many!"
A wolf's senses were naturally not weak. Blood Wolf had inherited his Martial Soul's sensory abilities and was therefore exceptionally sharp.
Within the mist, Blood Wolf could clearly sense dozens of figures suddenly appearing around them. He and Tang Xiaolei were instantly surrounded by these clones.
"What? What's happening in there?"
The spectators could see only the mist enveloping the arena and could not see inside at all.
Only a small number of Soul Masters could make out the situation within.
Naturally, Huo Yuhao's side was unaffected. His Spirit Eyes could clearly see what was happening inside.
"So many clones. Why can't I tell which ones are real?"
In Huo Yuhao's eyes, Jiang Bai was pulling Xiao Xiao across the field. With every step he took, several clones surged out behind him to interfere with Tang Xiaolei and Blood Wolf. Yet even he could not tell which figures were Jiang Bai and Xiao Xiao's true bodies.
"Powerful spiritual