The shattered arena.
Wang Hao handed the doll and long needle to Little White, "When the timing is right, as soon as Li Yunyang's cultivation falls to that of a Martial King, immediately give him a fierce stab."
"Mission guaranteed!" Little White grinned, holding the doll and long needle tight, eager to try out this sensation. He intended to thoroughly enjoy himself today.
"Boss, can you still fight?" Qian Wanyang was somewhat worried.
After all, Wang Hao had just expended a great deal of energy, and now facing Li Yunyang, who was still in the state of a Martial Emperor, it didn't seem like an easy battle.
"A Li Yunyang is not such a big deal!" Wang Hao grasped the Sharp Light great sword tightly and said coldly, "Today, I'll let you all witness my true strength."
"True strength!"
Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao exclaimed in surprise. Could it be that what they had seen before was not Wang Hao's strongest state?
