"Roooar-"
Ice crystals shattered, accompanied by a majestic dragon's roar that resounded throughout the Soul Fighting Arena.
The ice dragon, dozens of meters long, sank its jaws into the Hell White Tiger and drove it backward through the air, smashing through the Soul Fighting Arena's wall and disappearing from the stage.
An instant kill.
Yet another instant kill!
Once Profound Ice Dragon Soars was unleashed, who could stand against it?
Looking at the trail of ice and rubble before him, Su Yuan let the halo around his hand slowly dissipate. The ice dragon beneath his feet also lost the support of his soul power, gradually becoming an ordinary dragon-shaped ice sculpture.
Without its icy-blue radiance, the sculpture still possessed an imposing draconic presence, but only a lingering trace remained. Its earlier, terrifying pressure was gone.
Under Ning Tian and Fu Mengyu's worshipful gazes, as though they were looking up at an insurmountable mountain, Su Yuan casually brushed the ice chips from the hem of his clothes and jumped down from the dragon's head.
"You... aren't you way too strong?" Ning Tian could not help exclaiming, the admiration and reverence in her voice almost overflowing.
From the beginning, she had never thought her team would lose to Dai Huabin with Su Yuan leading them.
But she had never imagined victory would come so easily, or that Su Yuan's performance would be so terrifying!
In Ning Tian's eyes, Su Yuan's initial evenly matched clash with Dai Huabin had been the normal outcome. Having spent years with Wu Feng, she knew very well that Wu Feng's Red Dragon Martial Soul was weaker than Dai Huabin's White Tiger Martial Soul.
By the same reasoning, Su Yuan, whose martial soul was comparable in strength to Wu Feng's, should also have been weaker than Dai Huabin.