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Although Tang San hadn't launched a fierce attack on Xiao Wu, her sudden ambush caused her to lose balance and tumble off the arena in a disheveled state.
Grimacing as she clutched her accidentally twisted waist, Xiao Wu cursed under her breath:
"Damn you, Tang San! How dare you ambush your Big Sister Xiao Wu! Just you wait—I'll teach you a lesson after the match!"
However, Tang San paid no heed to Xiao Wu's angry threats. Instead, he swiftly darted through the dense Blue Silver Grass he had created, employing his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step to close in on Dugu Yan. His goal was to quickly eliminate the remaining members of the Tian Dou Team on the stage.
Due to the unpredictable and ever-changing nature of the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step, even Huo Yu'er's Spiritual Detection Sharing could only vaguely track Tang San's movements.
Ye Wen's expression darkened. Tang San's strategy was clear—he intended to pick them off one by one.
Though his plan was easy to see through, Ye Wen had to admit that it was an unbeatable "yang" scheme.
Ye Wen could ignite flames to burn away the Blue Silver Grass, but doing so would harm the women, which he wanted to avoid. Regardless of whether Tang San had intentionally or unintentionally accounted for this, Ye Wen raised his voice and commanded:
"Yan Yan, Rong Rong, Yu'er! Leave the rest to me—you three retreat from the stage!"
The three women didn't hesitate upon hearing Ye Wen's order. Following the previously obstructed field of vision caused by the Blue Silver Grass, they quickly located the edge of the arena and jumped down. However, before leaping off, Ning Rongrong applied all her enhancement soul skills to Ye Wen.
Tang San, who had been preparing another ambush, immediately halted his movements. Clearly, he too had heard Ye Wen's words.
At this moment, Tang San changed his combat style. Placing his hands on his Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night, he began preparing for a full-scale assault on Ye Wen.
The spectators were utterly astonished. They hadn't expected Shrek Academy's team to have such depth—they weren't blindly provoking the Tian Dou Team. What had once been a seven-on-seven battle had now turned into a one-on-one showdown. This was an achievement even the Spirit Hall Team from yesterday hadn't managed. The scene left the audience thoroughly satisfied.
But just as Tang San prepared to launch a sneak attack with his hidden weapons, his expression suddenly shifted. Shadows flickered beneath his feet as he hastily retreated from the Blue Silver Grass he had laid out.
"What is this?!"
Tang San stared in shock at the sight before him. The Blue Silver Grass, which had previously covered seventy percent of the arena, was now being rapidly consumed by roaring flames. In the blink of an eye, only the residual ash of depleted soul power remained.
However, Ye Wen didn't rush to attack Tang San. Instead, he glanced upward at Ning Yuan.
Though Ye Wen hadn't attacked, the intense heat already reddened Ning Yuan's face. Realizing he shouldn't interfere further in this battle, Ning Yuan bestowed a full set of his enhancement soul skills onto Tang San before swiftly retreating to the edge of the stage, avoiding being caught in the crossfire between these two monstrous prodigies.
Now, Ye Wen stood amidst raging flames, while Tang San stood on a nearby patch of open ground, his hands filled with hidden weapons.
In the next instant, Tang San's eyes glowed with a deep purple hue. He pushed his Purple Extreme Demon Eye to its limit.
Though he lacked the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew and hadn't reached the Mustard Seed Realm in his Purple Extreme Demon Eye, Ye Wen could sense that Tang San must have encountered something extraordinary. His Purple Extreme Demon Eye had reached a critical threshold—it seemed only a single opportunity was needed for him to break through.
In the blink of an eye, Tang San unleashed over a hundred hidden weapons of various shapes and sizes.
Ye Wen could tell Tang San was using multiple hidden weapon techniques. Some weapons flew straight toward his face, others curved strangely, attacking from all angles, and some even hid behind larger projectiles, attempting to deliver consecutive surprise attacks.
With Huo Yu'er now off the stage, Ye Wen had lost his Spiritual Detection Sharing.
At this moment, he was nothing more than an ordinary human, devoid of that omniscient perspective. Though Ye Wen could have cheated by having Huo Yu'er secretly assist him, was he the type of person to resort to dishonorable means for the sake of victory?
Besides, even without such external aids, Ye Wen was confident in his ability to win. Both being transmigrants and cheaters, how could a Soul King like himself possibly need an advantage against a mere Soul Ancestor like Tang San? The very thought was laughable.
Just as Tang San's hidden weapons were about to strike Ye Wen, his second soul ring lit up.
"Second Soul Skill – Wind Element Mastery: Wind King Barrier!"
An invisible wind surged beneath Ye Wen's feet, merging with the surrounding sea of flames to form a fiery barrier that firmly protected him within.
But this wasn't the most astonishing part.
Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted!
What did he see?! His hidden weapons, upon merely touching the outer layer of flames, instantly melted into molten iron and splattered onto the ground, burning and emitting a foul stench.
While Tang San froze in disbelief, Ye Wen wasted no time. Having risen from humble beginnings, Ye Wen valued seizing opportunities above all else.
At this moment, the Wind King Barrier began to twist, merging with the flames to transform into a fiery dragon. Though it was merely a shaped construct, the invisible roar emanating from its gaping maw caused many beast-type martial soul masters in the audience to feel a suffocating pressure. Their expressions turned uneasy.
What kind of martial soul was this?! To exude such overwhelming might with just a display of power!
However, looking at Bibi Dong, seated in the direction of the Spirit Hall, who appeared completely unfazed, many of the soul masters in attendance suppressed their questions, attributing their unease to their own lack of cultivation.
But compared to the audience, Tang San was truly shaken. His martial soul hadn't undergone a second awakening—it was still the lowliest Blue Silver Grass. He tried to summon it for some flashy maneuvers, only to find it weak and utterly unreliable!
"Damn it! What's going on?! I've never felt this kind of oppressive energy from Ye Wen's martial soul before. What has this guy been doing all these years?"
At this moment, Ye Wen spoke. "Tang San, surrender. You know how powerful my flames are—your toys and martial soul can't stop this fire dragon. If it hits you directly, even if you don't die, you'll be gravely injured, and there's even a chance you'll burn to death."
Though Ye Wen wanted to kill Tang San for injuring Ye Lingling, he considered the tournament rules. Killing Tang San would result in an automatic loss for his side, leaving the remaining members of Shrek Academy to claim the spoils—a disastrous outcome.
But this wasn't the biggest issue. The real complication lay with Tang Hao lurking in the shadows. That man regarded Tang San as crucial to redeeming himself in the eyes of the Hao Tian Sect. If Ye Wen killed Tang San here, regardless of whether the future Asura God would retaliate, Tang Hao would ensure that Ye Wen's side would never know peace unless he could obliterate Tang Hao on the spot. For now, Tang San couldn't be killed, no matter what.
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