"Feasible," Li Xuanbing said succinctly.
The two said no more and stepped toward the arena. Li Xiaochen walked with the calm composure of a scholar, while Li Xuanbing moved lightly, the fine frost forming beneath her feet vanishing in an instant.
Across from them, two figures emerged from the Sea Shark Gang's passageway as well.
The man on the left was tall but somewhat hunched, his skin an unhealthy bluish gray. His eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his pupils glimmered with a ghostly green light. He was Zhang Miao, whom Li Xuanqing had severely wounded earlier. Though his face remained pale and his breathing somewhat unsteady, his eyes burned with venomous resentment and mad fury. Clearly, his injuries had not fully healed, yet he insisted on taking the field for revenge. His Deep Sea Ghost Octopus martial soul granted him formidable regenerative abilities, but the piercing wounds and burning effects inflicted by Li Xuanqing's Azure Flame were obviously not so easily healed.
The woman on the right was beautiful, yet carried a soft, sinister allure. Her skin was so pale it seemed nearly translucent, and her tight dark-purple combat attire outlined curves that were graceful yet dangerous. A faint, enigmatic smile rested on her lips. As her gaze shifted, dazzling multicolored phantom light seemed to flash in her eyes, making one's mind sway without realizing it. She was Zhang Yao, a level-73 control-system Battle Soul Sage, whose martial soul was the Ghost Poison Jellyfish.
"Brother Miao, it seems your injuries are quite serious." Zhang Yao's voice was seductive, yet carried a chill. "But it's fine. Later, I'll take good care of those two over there—especially that icy little girl. She looks rather delicious." Her gaze swept over Li Xuanbing, and a strange glint flashed through her eyes. She seemed