C17 (2/2)

In terms of strength, he was slightly stronger than Li Fan and Li Yun. However, at the same time, he also understood that the Xia Ze in front of him had dominated the top position of the Soul Duel Ranking for all these years. In the entire Cloud Sea City, there was no one who could shake him.

Facing such a powerful opponent, if he didn't go all out from the start, he probably wouldn't have any chance of winning at all.

Xia Ze's eyes were cold as he stared at Zhou Yao, who was rushing towards him like a escaping rabbit. He slightly leaned backwards, before a deep explosion sounded out from the left side of his face.

”Soul Art of the Third Rank of the Human Ranked, Eight Desolations Palm?”

”Interesting, but this little bit of strength is not enough in my eyes!”

Feeling the soul power undulations on the left side of his face, Xia Ze also smiled. He never thought that Zhou Yao would actually have a third rank soul technique. However, this didn't seem to pose much of a threat to him.

Xia Ze's arm stretched out nimbly and directly dodged Zhou Yao's incoming palm strike, which landed on his left shoulder.

Ah!

With a palm strike, Zhou Yao let out a blood-curdling scream. His body became unstable, and he was forced back several steps before he managed to stabilize himself.

”Hua!”

This scene on the arena immediately caused a commotion among the onlookers. Zhou Yao, who was ranked fifth in Cloudy Sea City, was actually unable to block one of Xia Ze's attacks?

”I'm afraid that with Xia Ze's power, he'll have to enter the third meridian to be able to maintain a stable pressure.” Zhou Huai slowly said as he watched Zhou Yao being defeated with a single palm strike. His expression also didn't look too good.

At this moment, Xia Hun Wu was also staring intently at the scene. When Xia Ze made his move, his eyes slightly narrowed. Xia Ze's soul power was actually much richer than his. With such ability, it was no wonder that Xia He would spare his life to protect him.

”Hehe, they are on completely different levels!” ”My Ze'er can't be compared to someone like Zhou Yao.” Xia Zhi, who was seated on the platform, had a much better expression after seeing Xia Ze defeat Zhou Yao with a single palm strike.

On the stage, Xia Ze indifferently looked at Zhou Yao, who had barely managed to stabilize himself after taking a few steps back. A look of disdain appeared on his face. To him, this kind of battle didn't have the slightest bit of interest.

”Continue!”

A hoarse voice slowly rang out from the corner of Zhou Yao's mouth. He stopped in his tracks for a moment and turned around with a frown on his face, only to see Zhou Yao half-kneeling with one hand supporting his body. He barely managed to stabilize his body.

In an instant, Xia Ze's face became gloomy.

Under Xia Ze's gloomy expression, Zhou Yao's body began to move once again. The soul power within his body surged out, furiously slamming down onto the former's chest once more.

”Eight Desolations Palm!”

Boom!

A muffled groan slowly rang out from the surroundings. At the same time, Zhou Yao's voice was heard, and he was once again struck in the chest by Xia Ze's palm. His figure was sent flying again. However, this time, Xia Ze's strength clearly increased.

”Puchi!”

The instant Zhou Yao landed on the ground, a stream of blood spurted out from his throat, making him look extremely miserable.

Just as everyone was feeling sorry for Zhou Yao, they were shocked to see him clench his teeth and stand up once more, trembling.