The spectator stands were no longer as lively as they had been at the start, and many hearts were in their throats.
They all began muttering to themselves, afraid Jiang Che would lose this match.
After all, almost ninety percent of the spectators had placed bets on Jiang Che.
Most people now saw Jiang Che as the key to wealth. If he lost this match, many would lose everything they owned.
Many would also turn their spears on Jiang Che, and he would become someone everyone cursed.
"Sorry to disappoint you." Jiang Che's voice rang out. "Your poison is completely useless."
As his words fell, the Blue Silver Emperor ignored the Blue Silver Grass's submission and crushed it.
Jiang Che thrust his palm forward, and ten blue silver vines rushed toward Tang San and Xiao Wu, moving to surround them.
Xiao Wu's expression changed. "San, dodge!"
There it was-that urge to kneel had returned, far stronger this time than before.
Thud!
Under the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline suppression, Tang San actually dropped straight to his knees.
At the sight, the entire spectator stands erupted!
"What! Am I seeing things? That Blue Silver Grass Soul Master actually knelt down to beg for mercy!"
"Fucking awesome! In all my time watching Soul Fighting, this is the first time I've seen a Soul Master kneel and beg for mercy!"
"Cowards shouldn't come to fight! Go home and drink your milk! Hahahaha!"
"Cola Killing God, finish off that coward!"
"Cola Killing God is fucking awesome!"
"Cola Killing God is fucking awesome!"
Seeing Tang San drop straight to his knees, Xiao Wu was baffled too, but the scene before her left her no time to hesitate.
Xiao Wu pulled at the kneeling Tang San, trying to get him out of the blue silver vines' entangling