After equipping the Soul Tools, Mi Jia became blindingly fast.
Dai Yueheng could not even touch a hair on Mi Jia's head.
Faced with this,
Dai Yueheng could not help growing frustrated.
Although he knew he would have the last laugh,
he also understood perfectly well that his opponent was wearing him down.
Just as he was considering how to break the stalemate,
suddenly!
His eyes lit up.
Everything around him appeared in his mind.
Even with Mi Jia moving at high speed thanks to the Soul Tools, he could track his opponent's movements.
"It's Junior Yuhao's Soul Skill!"
With Huo Yuhao's help, Dai Yueheng's entire demeanor changed.
The corner of his mouth curled straight into a swaggering, crooked Dragon King's smirk.
"You really think that scrap metal can beat me?"
"Today, I'll show you the gulf between Soul Masters!"
As his words fell,
Dai Yueheng closed his eyes on the spot.
At this sight,
everyone in the arena was stunned.
Even Chen Mo could not understand for a moment why Dai Yueheng had done such a thing.
Seeing his opponent act so arrogantly,
Mi Jia had no intention of indulging him. To stop Dai Yueheng from locating the attack by sound,
Mi Jia first darted around the arena, then seized an opening and lashed out with a kick.
Unexpectedly, Dai Yueheng caught Mi Jia with pinpoint accuracy.
That move truly dazzled everyone present.
"Holy crap, he can catch his opponent with his eyes closed!"
"Shrek really is incredible!"
"Go, Shrek! Crush Sun Moon!"
The many spectators who had been hurling abuse at Shrek just moments earlier now began cheering them on.
Xiao Hongchen's eyes widened as he said in disbelief, "That... was a coincidence, right?"
"It doesn't look like a coincidence. Judging by Dai Yueheng's movements just now, he