"Little Bi Shuo!"
"Old Ghost, quick!"
Watching Bi Shuo's body tumble gracelessly from high in the sky, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's pupils abruptly contracted.
Even as he moved, he did not forget to alert Gui Mei, the agility-type Titled Douluo.
But before Yue Guan had even opened his mouth, Gui Mei had already stepped forward. Like a shadow, he appeared beside Bi Shuo in an instant and caught him around the waist in midair.
Gui Mei reached out and quickly checked his pulse, then pulled aside the torn, magnificent clothing over Bi Shuo's chest. Only after seeing the unscathed skin beneath did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry. He isn't injured, just unconscious."
Gui Mei spoke as he looked at Yue Guan, who arrived a moment later.
"That's good, that's good..."
Hearing this, Yue Guan also breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Bi Shuo in such a sorry state, his heart ached, but he could not help complaining.
"If I'd known, we could have simply killed the rabbit and given her to little Bi Shuo. Why go through all this? And besides..."
Recalling that splash of blood, Yue Guan could not resist reaching out to check Bi Shuo's condition again. Only after confirming that he had suffered no harm did he relax.
"So... Shaobai won!"
Unlike the panic on Spirit Hall's side, the members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, led by Gu Rong, immediately burst into cheers.
"Young Master Li is only thirteen, yet he can unleash the combat power of a Titled Douluo. He even defeated Bi Shuo!"
"Heaven blesses our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Li Shaobai has the makings of a god!"
Gu Rong did not linger for a moment, flying straight toward Li Shaobai. Anxiety and