When the spectators saw the Yin Counter increasing rapidly as usual, the Mystic Delight Pavilion disciples swallowed nervously, their faces filled with awe and fear.
"Even Senior Sister Xi couldn't make him release his Yang Qi once?! That's ridiculous!"
"I bet she didn't even use her mouth techniques."
"It took Xiao Yang five whole minutes to make his opponent climax this time. He must be getting tired."
"It'll only be a matter of time before we defeat him!"
"..."
Although the Mystic Delight Pavilion disciples remained confident in their ultimate victory over the Boundless Yin Yang Sect, there was no sense of happiness or pride in their expressions. After all, it had taken several of their top disciples to subdue a single individual.
The haughty arrogance that had surrounded them when they first arrived at the Boundless Yin Yang Sect had completely vanished. Now, their expressions were heavy with frustration and discomfort, and it was clear they no longer wished to linger.
