Almost at the instant the shrill voice of the dao of music cultivator rang out, the black python that had torn through the void came to a halt. The spot where it stopped was less than three meters away from the cultivator.
To a cultivator, this distance was not much different from being face to face.
That was why the dao of music cultivator felt as if he had narrowly escaped death. Sweat poured down his forehead, and his back was wet. His face was pale, and his body slowly blurred. In the next instant.., he disappeared from the arena.
If he admitted defeat, he could leave the battlefield. That was one of the rules of this trial.
In reality, even if he didn’t admit defeat, Wang Baole wouldn’t have killed him. After all, he was a reasonable and principled person. Since the other party hadn’t used any killing moves in the beginning, he naturally wouldn’t have done so.
He only felt that it was a pity that his insights had been interrupted just like that.
