Group Round Robin: Angel Saint Hall VS Holy Spirit Cult.
The audience had been waiting for this match for a long time, discussing among themselves whether the Holy Spirit Cult would surrender to its natural enemy, the Six-Winged Angel. As the start of the battle drew near, the atmosphere throughout the venue gradually heated up.
The two teams entered the arena. The Holy Spirit Cult had brought a total of eight people, with Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng walking at the front, appearing before countless spectators as the team's lead instructor.
Yan Feng, Tang Ya, and the others wore stern expressions. Success or death—backed by Death Prison Douluo, they were determined to eliminate a great enemy of the Holy Cult today!
The battle between holy and evil drew the attention of all. Every participating team had arrived to watch, and all seven members of the Tang Sect were present as well, including the severely injured Bei Bei. Worried that Tang Ya might be harmed, he had insisted that Xu Sanshi carry him to the competition grounds.
"Dong'er..."
On the other side, Huo Yuhao seemingly casually tried to take Wang Dong'er's fair, delicate hand. Yet Wang Dong'er lightly raised her hand and avoided him as if by coincidence, saying blandly, "Focus on the match."
Huo Yuhao scratched his head, his face full of worry. Ever since Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had been drained dry by Death Prison Douluo, Wang Dong'er seemed to have suddenly become a different person.
The two of them had once been deeply affectionate, often hugging and cuddling, with the occasional fragrant kiss as a reward. Now, even holding hands was difficult, and they had not cultivated with Hao Dong Power for several days in a row.
Perhaps it was just his imagination, but Wang Dong'er seemed to