The Divine Silkworm Technique's stagnant progress had actually advanced by a tiny bit just now. How could Xiao Le not be delighted? He seemed to have discovered the secret of the Divine Silkworm Technique.
What had just happened?
His body had suffered an injury—a serious one.
Nine-Death Heavenly Silkworm Transformation, death?
Destruction before rebirth?
Xiao Le rapidly pieced it together in his mind, but he did not dare try it lightly. After all, if he was wrong, he would truly die!
It was no good. The secret technique was about to end.
Since injuries could strengthen the Divine Silkworm Technique, Xiao Le could finally act without restraint.
"There's something strange about this little bastard!" Hu Feng looked at the two unwilling corpses on the ground, his expression turning wary.
The situation in the arena changed. Hu Feng and the others surrounded Xiao Le without advancing, dodging his attacks while launching attacks of their own.
But did that mean Xiao Le had no way to deal with them?
He closed in on Hu Feng in pursuit, taking the others' attacks head-on. The vicious glint in his eyes made Hu Feng shudder.
Faced with Xiao Le's rapid approach, Hu Feng dared not hold back any longer. Dou Qi surged wildly into his fist, and the vague image of a mighty tiger seemed to appear above it. Astonishing ripples spread outward.
"Mighty Tiger Shockwave Fist!"
Yet Xiao Le suddenly stopped. A powerful suction force burst from his outstretched palm, dragging out one of the leaders who had been continuously attacking him.
Hu Feng's powerful punch struck that terrified leader directly in the head.
"Pfft!"
Like a watermelon bursting apart, red and white fluids splattered everywhere. The headless body slowly collapsed before Hu Feng.
Not only was Hu Feng stunned by this scene, but