Mu Sha felt his legs being dragged by a demon, and with a whoosh, he was yanked out of the corner.
He burst forth with all his might, kicking frantically, tearing apart that force.
But when he looked up, he saw high-pressure air currents within the arena, forming more than a dozen gigantic air arms, swirling tumultuously.
Arms like the one from before still numbered seventeen.
"Ahhh!"
Whether he tried to flee or counterattack, it was to no avail.
He simply couldn't shake off Tai Sui's power.
Shura, standing motionless in the center of the arena, exerted a power that enveloped the entire place.
Mu Sha felt not as if he were dueling but as if he were a mouse being toyed with by a group of Elephant Levels.
"I really give up, Tai Sui, stop it!"
Mu Sha howled as he was struck down again, with no solution in sight.
Thus, time slowly passed by.
Gao Xin finally woke up, he truly had been sleeping, and that sleep lasted ten hours.
