"Senior Brother Ye, you are very strong, but I definitely won't concede without a fight. I must have a match with you!"
When Bai Xin bit her lip and beseechingly said these words to Ye Zhen, not only the onlooking martial artists but also Ye Zhen himself suddenly felt as if being hard on Bai Xin would make him a beast.
In fact, this feeling was even stronger among the other onlookers. Some even felt an impulse to jump onto the Dragon Head Arena to take a blow for Bai Xin—they certainly didn't possess Ye Zhen's immense Divine Soul Power.
"Brother Ye Zhen, be careful. This Miss Bai is very special, she has already launched a Divine Soul Attack against you."
The voice of Caiyi made Ye Zhen's expression turn solemn. The strange sense of self-reproach that had just begun to emerge in his heart abruptly disappeared.
"Divine Soul Attack?"
