Who Knew He Was So Weak?

This was only the beginning. Whale Fall was like the most skilled executioner, and also like a cat toying with its prey. Using the corrosive Bone-Eroding Black Water Arrow, he avoided vital areas and slowly pierced through Lin Xiao's protective Soul Power, leaving dark red holes that continuously gushed blood across his body. He deliberately swept the phantom image of crane wings behind Lin Xiao with his heavy tail hammer, listening to the even more agonized cries of his soul caused by his martial soul being wounded. Several times, he even deliberately eased his suppression, letting Lin Xiao see a glimmer of hope to surrender and struggle to speak or gesture—only to interrupt him in an even more painful way just as he was about to succeed...

The audience went from initial shock, to anger, and finally to bone-deep horror. Shouts of abuse and furious roars nearly lifted the arena's roof. In the VIP stands, the leaders and experts of many factions frowned deeply, their faces filled with displeasure. Some even cast questioning looks directly toward the tournament committee. This had long surpassed the bounds of an "intense match." This was blatant torture and murder!

The referee tried several times to intervene, but Whale Fall cunningly kept every attack within the gray area of "ongoing damage" and "nonlethal," while continuously suppressing Lin Xiao's ability to move and speak. Under the tournament's strict rules, the referee found it difficult to forcibly end the match unless one side clearly surrendered or lost consciousness—and Whale Fall clearly had no intention of giving Lin Xiao either chance.

By the time Lin Xiao had been tortured to the brink of death, his Soul Power scattered and even his screams reduced to faint whimpers, Whale Fall seemed to have lost interest in "playing." A bored chill