Tang San was sent flying straight away, with his nose broken, but under Xiao Wu's exquisite control, he still flew out of the range of the Soul Fighting Stage.

"I think."

Another punch came, Xiao Wu didn't give Tang San a chance to admit defeat.

You have to admit defeat. Why didn’t you just admit it?

Now, it's too late!

boom!

brow bone fracture

boom!

Broken ribs.

"Flanders!"

With a loud shout.

A tall figure with wings on his back suddenly appeared on the soul fighting platform, his soul power surged, and he seemed to easily block Xiao Wu's fist.

But this punch also made him secretly frightened. No wonder Tang San fought so hard. With such force, he didn't lose unjustly.

"Dean Flanders."

Seeing Flanders appear to save him, Tang San, who was miserable all over, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little brother, the attack was too harsh."
Chapter completed!