Zhu Zhuqing met him head-on.
Bang—!
After a single collision,
Dai Mubai was sent flying as he spat out blood, blasted out of the Soul Fighting Arena once more!
In midair, Dai Mubai's eyes widened as he stared at Zhu Zhuqing in disbelief.
Of course, he knew that Zhu Zhuqing possessed an Inscribed Soul Skill taught by Feng Yang: "Isolated and Helpless."
Its effect was, "When there are no teammates within ten meters of the opponent, damage increases by 100%."
But just now, there had clearly been teammates within ten meters of him.
And even with a 100% increase in strength, it should have been impossible for her to send him flying out of the Soul Fighting Arena while making him cough up blood.
Could it be...
Had her Inscribed Soul Skill leveled up?
Dai Mubai found it unbelievable.
Bang!
His entire body slammed heavily into the ground, and he instantly cried out in agony as pain churned through his internal organs.
As their opponents were knocked down one after another,
"Let us congratulate the Guardian Team on winning the Seven-Person Team Match, achieving fifteen consecutive victories!!"
Boom—!
The spectators who had bet on their team erupted into fervent cheers.
On the Soul Fighting Arena.
The girls seemed long accustomed to such sounds.
They all wore calm smiles.
Amid the deafening noise, Tang San, who was lying on the ground, suddenly twitched a finger. He struggled to raise his head and look at Xiao Wu.
"Damn it!!"
He ground out those two words through clenched teeth.
He was utterly furious.
"Oh?" Xiao Wu looked down at him. "Xiao Sanzi, you actually woke up? Did you see the Self-Created Soul Skill Master taught me?"
"So what?" Tang San stared straight at Xiao Wu. Though weak and breathless, he shouted with stubborn