Jiang Hai versus Nangong Wan, the president of the Xishui Alliance!
Only now did Ye Guyi finally understand what Jiang Hai's wager during their battle had meant.
To accomplish what she wanted to do but could not-yes, killing Nangong Wan, the president of the Xishui Alliance. Wasn't that what she had always wanted?
If you really can kill a Titled Douluo who is an Evil Soul Master, what does it matter if I give you ten years of my life? Ye Guyi thought, her beautiful eyes fixed on the young man onstage.
Elsewhere, He Caitou and Huo Yuhao stood together, watched by a Titled Douluo elder who had accompanied Feng Ling.
Huo Yuhao transmitted his voice quietly. "Second Senior Brother, do you think Brother Jiang can win?"
They had already estimated Jiang Hai's strength as highly as they could, but Nangong Wan was no Soul Master who had only just entered the Titled Douluo realm. He was a Level 93 Titled Douluo.
Within the Titled Douluo realm, every single level represented an enormous gulf. A Level 93 Titled Douluo was far stronger than a Level 91 Titled Douluo. Moreover, Nangong Wan was both an Evil Soul Master and a Level 9 Soul Engineer.
Every one of those titles represented another leap in strength.
In fact, Nangong Wan's true strength at Level 93 was already comparable to a Super Douluo's.
That was also why Feng Ling felt she had nothing to fear.
The rankings of the Holy Spirit Cult's eight great elders had been based on strength from the very beginning.
He Caitou said, "Junior Brother, have you forgotten the strange abilities of Teacher Jiang's martial soul? And his soul skills and ultimate attributes? Even if he can't win, protecting himself shouldn't be much of a problem. What we should be