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"He's still fighting!? He's been burned to a crisp, and he's still going!?"
"No, don't, kid... Can't he even stand steady? He looks like he's about to fall over..."
"Awesome! This is awesome! That's the spirit of a true Soul Martial Artist! That's the determination of a champion!"
"Go! Go, Rong Taotao! Fucking get in there!!!"
Wanqi Wu's summoning of a massive army was breathtaking, and his rousing Battle Cry sent the crowd's blood pumping!
And yet, Rong Taotao's simple gesture seemed to ignite the crowd even more than Wanqi Wu's grand display.
Countless viewers must have been stomping their feet in front of their TVs. Here in the Worker's Stadium, packed with tens of thousands, the stands erupted, completely set ablaze by Rong Taotao's defiant move.
But regardless of the crowd's reaction, the roiling tide of the corpse army crashed into Rong Taotao in the blink of an eye, instantly swallowing his solitary figure.
