Everyone watching from outside the arena could hardly bear to look at Dai Mubai in his current state. Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong turned their heads away outright, and even Zhu Zhuqing silently averted her gaze.
Oscar and Zhao Wuji grimaced at the sight, while Tang San still could not figure out how Huo Yuhao had done it.
Less than a tenth of the incense stick on the ground remained. Huo Yuhao glanced at it, then stopped his spiritual attacks. Since even those had failed to force Dai Mubai to reveal the hidden trump card he wanted to see, Huo Yuhao planned to use more direct methods.
As the pain faded, Dai Mubai lay on the ground, gasping for breath. But the next second, he felt his neck tighten, and his body left the ground as a sense of suffocation flooded his brain.
Seeing Huo Yuhao holding him up by the neck, Dai Mubai began struggling nonstop, but he could not break free. Only faint whimpers escaped his mouth.
The three girls outside the arena turned back as soon as they heard Dai Mubai's screams stop, only to witness a shocking scene. Huo Yuhao, a Support System Soul Master, was holding Dai Mubai up with one hand, while Dai Mubai's feet thrashed an inch above the ground.
Huo Yuhao did not believe Dai Mubai could keep his trump card hidden at a moment of life and death.
Zhao Wuji really had to step in and stop this match now. If he did not, Dai Mubai might actually die.
"The match is over! Little girl, you're admitted!" Zhao Wuji shouted as he rushed to Dai Mubai's side.
Huo Yuhao heard Zhao Wuji's words, then looked at the incense stick, which had already burned out, before finally releasing his grip.
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