"Hmph." Cain gave a cold sneer.
They were using the Mingyu Sect to establish their authority.
Her eyes grew colder and colder.
A wave of startled cries rose from below the arena.
Cain had already vanished. The next instant, her long, pointed, blood-red nails swept across Tang San's neck like razor-sharp weapons.
"This physique..."
Tang San's pupils abruptly contracted.
He wiped the blood from his cheek, towering waves surging through his heart.
Impossible!
The Mingyu Sect was under the Sun Moon Empire.
This Mingyu Sect team had reportedly appeared during the battle in Mingdu four years ago, and she had already been a Soul Emperor then. Naturally, she was not to be underestimated... but a Titled Douluo in just four years!
How was that possible?!!
Cain's assault did not let up.
Like a streak of blood-red shadow, she repeatedly slashed through Tang San's clothes.
Her strikes cut to the bone.
"Eight Spider Lances!" Tang San barked coldly.
Rip!
Eight sharp blades pierced through his clothes and extended from his back, a rich crimson mingled with a trace of the Asura God's divine consciousness radiating from within him.
At the same time.
Nine Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.
"Hmph."
Cain sneered.
The nine Soul Rings beneath her feet refused to be outdone.
"Whoa!!!"
Hundreds of thousands of spectators erupted into an uproar.
The faces of those from the various academies changed dramatically.
The two figures, one red and one purple, faced each other from afar.
They divided the entire arena into two distinctly colored halves.
"How is that possible?!! Two Titled Douluos?"
A gray-haired old man, also an academy's supervising teacher, spoke in stunned disbelief.
What exactly was this Mingyu Sect? They actually had a Titled Douluo?
And at that moment, the Clear Sky Sect's formidable reputation was