After two matches, Meng Hongchen was still in decent shape.
But she had begun to sense that something was wrong.
Ordinarily, even a Soul Emperor poisoned by her Vermilion-Eyed Ice Toad would succumb within a few breaths and lose all ability to resist.
Yet both Ling Luochen and Jiang Nannan had been affected far less than she had expected. Their symptoms had been milder, too.
At first, she had chalked it up to coincidence. But when Dai Yueheng also went unaffected for so long—and under the boost of three Soul Skills, her poison seemed to have no effect at all—panic stirred in her heart.
She had crossed the threshold into the Soul King realm before turning fifteen. Even with the help of quite a few medicines, she deserved to be called a top-tier genius.
But Dai Yueheng was a Soul Emperor from Shrek. Neither her cultivation nor her combat experience could compare with his.
She wanted to buy time, but Dai Yueheng gave her no chance.
Meng Hongchen tried the same trick with Ice Refraction, flashing behind Dai Yueheng's flank to evade his pounce. He had anticipated it. His fully charged White Tiger Annihilation came roaring straight at her face.
The Soul Skills she had revealed earlier had given Dai Yueheng time to prepare a response.
Without the Teleportation Ring, Meng Hongchen hurriedly activated the Wall of Resilience to block it.
But the shield drained her Soul Power in moments. With nothing left to stop it, White Tiger Annihilation was about to tear through her armor when the Referee finally intervened.
By then, who knew how much poisonous mist had spread across the arena? Dai Yueheng's breathing grew ragged beneath the boosts of his three Soul Skills.
At the start of the match, he had managed to avoid inhaling the