Chen Ping turned and walked away.
With every step he took, his fighting spirit and aura began to soar.
By the time he reached the edge of the arena, turned, and stood still, his imposing aura had risen to the very brink of eruption, like a sword drawn from its sheath.
Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan turned to glance toward the presidium, then looked at the sky before raising his right hand high.
"Match! Begin!"
With Zheng Zhan's slightly staggered shout, the second semifinal officially began.
Chen Ping acted completely differently from his previous battles. As Zheng Zhan made his announcement, he suddenly let out an explosive roar, even drowning out the final sound of Zheng Zhan's "Begin!"
Immediately afterward, his body visibly swelled, his muscles stretching all his clothes taut. In an instant, he lunged forward and charged past the halfway point.
It felt as though a dragon-hunting siege crossbow on a fantasy battlefield had been drawn to its limit and released with an explosive crack through the air, sending him hurtling toward Jili at a speed beyond what human eyes could follow.
Seeing Chen Ping move so fast that he had become a streak, already charging up to him in the blink of an eye, Jili nearly had his soul scared out of him and abruptly spat out his tongue.
Jili's tongue was thin and long, purplish-green in color, while his lips and fangs protruded outward, making that long tongue shoot out as fast as a flash of light.
His Martial Soul was a Brain-Eating Beast, which fed exclusively on the brain juices of various creatures, but its own combat strength was nowhere near as overpowered as that of an Auspicious Beast or a Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff.
Thus, aside from hunting small Soul Beasts, these Soul Beasts most enjoyed