Xu Jiawei looked grim.
The aftershocks of the battle high above had already reached beneath Star Luo City. The Viewing Pavilion trembled underfoot, and several tall buildings in the distance were torn apart by the shock waves, their fragments clattering onto the streets.
If they were allowed to keep fighting, half of Star Luo City would surely be demolished.
She hurriedly ordered the court guardians to act together, intending to put an end to this farce.
Just then, a figure appeared in the arena.
No one noticed when she had arrived.
She simply sat quietly in a wheelchair before the Shrek students, as though she had been there from the very beginning.
White hair fell to her shoulders, and her eyes were pure green, as emerald as a deep pool.
"Heh, not bad. You have the makings of someone truly useful."
At the sound of her voice, everyone turned toward her.
She sat there without the slightest fluctuation of soul power, yet the pressure she exuded was as unfathomable as the sea.
Several members of the Reserve Team instinctively took half a step back.
Xu Jiawei also noticed the figure who had entered the arena without permission.
She narrowed her eyes, rapidly searching her memories.
She was a Titled Douluo herself, yet she had absolutely no idea when this woman had appeared.
And who was this person?
The woman in the wheelchair looked at Huo Yutong with a gentle gaze, her tone carrying a certainty that brooked no refusal.
"Child, come back to the Body Sect with me. You deserve better than to squander your years at Shrek."
The moment she finished speaking, without even waiting for Huo Yutong to respond, a stream of gentle soul power surged from her sleeve, enveloping Huo Yutong's entire body and drawing her toward