Tang Shuo's figure flickered continuously around his opponent's massive body. Every kick landed precisely on the weak points of his opponent's joints.
His opponent had nothing but brute strength, yet he could not even touch the corner of Tang Shuo's clothes. He was kicked back again and again, roaring in fury.
At last, Tang Shuo caught an opening and closed in.
At some point, his right hand had become half pitch-black and half jade-white.
Primordial Yin-Yang Hands!
His palm lightly struck his opponent's chest.
"Bang!"
Mad Lion's huge body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily off the soul fighting platform.
The entire arena fell silent.
Then came even more frenzied cheers!
"Shuofeng! Shuofeng! Shuofeng!"
At the same time, on the other side of Heaven Dou City.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun sat in a tavern, their exhausted bodies slumped in their seats.
Dai Mubai was not too bad off, merely looking somewhat haggard.
Ma Hongjun, however, looked utterly miserable.
He had lost a leg and could now only walk with crutches. His once-round face had grown noticeably thinner, his eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body exuded a gloomy air.
"Boss Dai, we still... still haven't found him."
Ma Hongjun grabbed the wine jug from the table and took a vicious swig, his voice hoarse.
"It's been almost a month. We've practically turned all of Heaven Dou City upside down!"
"Where the hell is that bastard hiding?!"
Dai Mubai patted his shoulder and sighed.
"Don't rush. Heaven Dou City is huge. Finding one person was never going to be easy."
"As long as he's still in the city, there'll come a day when he shows himself."
They never would have imagined that the enemy who had exhausted them and eluded their every search was