The captain pulled the jade bottle from his robes, flicked off the stopper with his thumb, and tipped his head back to swallow a pill.
The pungent, spicy pill slid into his stomach, and a scorching force exploded from within, surging through his meridians and into every limb and bone.
His Soul Power began to rise wildly, his aura soaring from a level-thirty-five Soul Elder all the way toward the threshold of a level-forty Soul Ancestor.
Of course, it was only temporary. Once the medicine wore off, it would fall again.
His muscles swelled noticeably, an unnatural dark red sheen spreading beneath his skin as veins bulged across his forehead and arms like earthworms.
The other six also took out jade bottles and swallowed Bloodburst Pills.
Seven surging auras erupted across the arena at once, crimson Soul Power blazing like flames.
The Balak Team's overall presence rose by an entire level, and the pressure they exuded was already nearing that of Four-Ring Soul Ancestors.
"Let's see where you can run now!"
The captain charged forward with a roar, nearly twice as fast as before.
Seven dark red figures pounced on Huang Yun again, their fists carrying surging Soul Power as they tore up the stone slabs of the arena layer by layer.
"Taking pills?"
Huang Yun tilted his head slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled beneath the conical hat.
He still did not dodge.
His right hand slipped out of his pocket and rose, his index finger extending.
A wisp of golden-violet lightning condensed at his fingertip, tiny yet concentrated, glowing with an eerie radiance in the night.
He lightly flicked his index finger.
The strand of lightning became an arc of electricity that shot out at neither too fast nor too slow a pace. It traced a