"Pry open her right hand."
"There's something strange about her right hand!"
Upon hearing the fat old man's words, Wa Huang couldn't help but feel a sinking in her heart.
The reason she gained the upper hand early on, killing so many array spirits formed by the Void Race clansmen.
Was precisely because she was clutching something with her right hand.
Under the shameless rules set by the fat old man, she couldn't use her mana or magical treasures.
If she lost what she was holding in her right hand, she might truly not be able to win.
"Ah!"
Wa Huang shouted loudly, continuously throwing punches at the approaching array spirits.
"Bang!"
"Bang! Bang!"
With rapid punches from Wa Huang, several array spirits at the forefront were instantly destroyed, their souls dispersed.
"Let me handle it!"
The fat old man shouted, determined to fight Wa Huang himself.
Wa Huang understood that among these array spirits, the fat old man was the leader.
