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"Your opponent is me." Tang San's voice, cold yet resolute, rang in the ears of the enchanting young girl. The Blue Silver Grass swarmed towards her body to coil around it, determined not to give the raging rhino a chance to recover its combat power.
Dai Mubai had already gained an absolute advantage over the sheep Soul Master he faced. Although the opponent's Soul Power was not weaker than his, the superiority of his Martial Soul was simply too great. Under his ferocious tiger claw attacks, the opponent could only retreat step by step, but neither party used their third soul ring. It represented their last resort, and neither would easily resort to it unless absolutely necessary.
