"Did the kid really do it?" Old Mo watched the figure, strangely breathless and wrapped in flames.
He had wanted to make a move himself long before, but when he saw the look in Ye Qiu's eyes, he chose to wait a little longer.
Even after being repeatedly tortured and killed by Miyamoto Ryūmu, suffering greatly, Ye Qiu never gave up and kept thinking about how to hurt his opponent.
At that moment, Old Mo's eyes lit up. Such a young master was worth his following and dedication.
However, realms were realms after all, and even a legendary realm master would struggle to preserve themselves against Miyamoto Ryūmu's domain.
The domain signified the end, the most powerful technique of the legendary realm, and some masters' domains could even change the heavens and the earth, overwhelmingly strong. They could even contend with martial artists of a higher realm.
That Ye Qiu had lasted this far against Miyamoto Ryūmu's domain, it was time for Old Mo to make a move.
