Please Continue Your Performance

(First Update)

From the intelligence they had gathered, Zhi Lin and the other two Spirit Douluo knew that Yang Ming's Martial Soul was not a Beast Martial Soul. But if it was not a Beast Martial Soul, how had Yang Ming endured pressure exceeding ten percent of his own Soul Power without even releasing his Martial Soul?

This was simply unbelievable!

The three Spirit Douluo exchanged imperceptible glances. They were also curious about Yang Ming's limit.

Zhi Lin's gaze sharpened as he abruptly increased his Soul Power output.

With the sharp increase in output, he could no longer maintain precise control. Fluctuations in Soul Power became visible, causing Flender and the others to start slightly.

Meng Shenji gave them a reassuring look, signaling everyone to remain calm.

Even so, Flender and the others still watched Yang Ming with considerable concern.

After all, Yang Ming was currently facing the Soul Power oppression of an eightieth-level Spirit Douluo!

The Soul Power pressure Zhi Lin released had already risen from level thirty-four to level thirty-eight, followed by level thirty-nine and even level forty!

When his pressure reached the critical point of level forty, Yang Ming's body trembled slightly.

The three Spirit Douluo narrowed their eyes. They had initially thought Yang Ming was beginning to fail and were about to have Zhi Lin stop.

But in the next moment, they saw that Yang Ming had merely raised his hand to pick up the cup of water on the table.

He was thirsty.

Yang Ming calmly took a sip of water to moisten his throat. Seeing the three Spirit Douluo staring at him in astonishment, he smiled faintly and said:

"Please continue."

Claiming Yang Ming felt no pressure would have been complete nonsense.

At every moment, Yang Ming could feel the pressure on him trying