If all Seven Spirits perish, the body's corresponding magnetic fields will fall into disarray, causing the associated bodily functions to go haywire.
Hearing Yang Guhong and Su Yi, everyone fell silent for a moment.
"Can the burst of power gained from disintegrating the Seven Spirits resist the opponent's influence?"
Someone asked.
"We're not sure about that. We'll only know if it's enough once the fight begins."
Yang Guhong shook his head.
"Why must it come to this... Why..."
The Donghua representative sighed again and again, his gaze turning to the figure slowly climbing onto the platform.
Under the platform lights, he saw the man's profile and the faint smile on his face.
In that moment, he suddenly understood the meaning of a word.
Defiance.
Ji Yunzhou was now on the platform, standing opposite Chris.
The audience was silent. No applause, no cheers. No one knew if this Martial Artist could even survive long enough for their applause to fade.
"Ten seconds."
