On the field, Zhang Zhizhen was almost completely overwhelming Silva. With the constant roll of muffled thunder, his situation seemed much better than Xin Chencang's before him. Yet, the onlookers' expressions were grim, showing no signs of relief.
A Symbiont of the same level, even an enhanced, new-type Symbiont, would have a hard time being a match for a Martial Artist of the same level. But if it could use Saint Awakening Level power, the situation would be completely different.
Crossing that threshold, even by just half a step, meant a huge difference in strength.
Right now, although Zhang Zhizhen was wielding the might of his Thunder Skill to suppress his opponent, the outcome would be difficult to predict once Silva unleashed his Saint Awakening Level power.
That would be the critical moment.
And that moment was fast approaching.
