"Have you had enough?"
As the voice rang out, Tang San, who had just spun two and a half circles, was startled to find that the Wood Dragon had already coiled and contracted, severely limiting his range of movement.
Tang San was alarmed. His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and then he leaped up, stepping on the Wood Dragon's body as he sprinted upward. At the same time, he spun his body again, adding the force of the Chaotic Cloak technique.
But it was already too late.
A height of twenty to thirty meters was not flat ground. He had only managed to jump up five or six meters when he realized that the Wood Dragon had already restricted his movement to a space that could barely accommodate two people, and the dragon was still coiling tighter.
"Chaotic... Cloak!" Tang San's expression turned unprecedentedly grave, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. No longer concerned about building up force, he swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand toward the Wood Dragon's body.
"Are you insane? Who would wait for you to build up your strength?"
Seeing this, Li Xun, standing on the dragon's head, narrowed his eyes and tapped the dragon's head with his foot once more. The Wood Dragon's coiling speed increased again. Tang San's hammer had only swung halfway, and before the full force could be unleashed, it was entangled by the Wood Dragon's body.
The Clear Sky Hammer collided with the Wood Dragon, but since the hammer hadn't been fully swung, it didn't cause any substantial damage to the dragon.
Tang San felt the force of the Wood Dragon's coiling, and his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat. He realized that whether he used his Hidden Weapons or the Eight Spider Lances, there was no way he could escape unscathed from such a massive creature.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
But Li Xun wasn't going to give him time to think. In the brief moment Tang San was stunned, the Wood Dragon contracted again, and a piercing scream echoed from within the dragon.
"We surrender! We surrender!"
Yu Xiaogang, seeing the dire situation, jumped to his feet and shouted. Noticing that Roxsen, the referee, was being slow to announce the result, he quickly turned his gaze to Bibidong.
Although the two of them had been at odds recently, this was still his disciple, and Yu Xiaogang absolutely would not allow Tang San, who carried his hopes, to be injured or killed here.
"Li Xun, stop! You've already won. Don't violate the rules of the Soul Master Competition." Bibidong, seeing Tang San defeated so quickly, showed a flash of surprise in her eyes. Then, noticing Yu Xiaogang's gaze, she sighed softly.
"Sorry, it's just that this opponent was so strong, I had to take it seriously. Who knew he wouldn't be able to put up any effective resistance?" Hearing Bibidong's words, Li Xun smiled at her.
He then manipulated the Wood Dragon to release the bloodied Tang San, while he himself was gently placed on the ground by the dragon's head.
Qian Renxue, looking at Yu Xiaogang, felt her anger rising. She suddenly turned to Bibidong and said, "Since when does the noble Pope act as a referee? Or do you know that Tang San is a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect and want to capture him alive?"
Bibidong's face turned cold, and her hand tightened on the armrest of her chair. But remembering that this was a competition, she suppressed her anger and said, "Why hasn't the referee from your Heaven Dou Empire spoken up? Are you trying to deliberately murder a contestant during the competition?"
"From the outside, you can't see what's happening inside. How can the referee accurately judge whether the opponent has the ability to resist? What if Tang San took advantage of Li Xun's distraction to launch a sneak attack from behind?"
Qian Renxue looked at Bibidong with a cold sneer, "What does the Pope plan to do next? Will you let Tang San leave or keep him here?"
As Qian Renxue pressured Bibidong to make a decision, a wave of murmurs erupted from the crowd below.
No one present had expected that the battle between two peerless geniuses would end in such a one-sided manner. Looking at Tang San, limp in Yu Xiaogang's arms, everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief.
That was the Clear Sky Hammer, adorned with four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings! That was the number one Item Soul Spirit on the continent! How could it seem as if there was no resistance at all?
They knew that sometimes a large size could be an advantage, and they had considered how much damage the Wood Dragon could inflict. But wasn't this too fast? At least let them see the legendary Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, seeing Li Xun win the match, nodded with a smile.
Earlier, when they saw Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer with four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, they too were filled with worry, though they didn't show it.
It wasn't until Li Xun's effortless victory that they realized—yes, there are differences even among Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings.
Although Tang San and Li Xun both possessed Twin Spirits, the former's first Spirit had already reached its current limit in terms of Soul Rings. This meant his physical constitution couldn't possibly support a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring of too high a level for his second Spirit.
After all, when attaching a Soul Ring to the second Spirit, if the physical constitution is too weak, there's a risk of the body exploding and dying.
And Ning Fengzhi and the others knew better than anyone the level of Li Xun's Soul Rings. Even some Soul Douluos and Titled Douluos couldn't reach the level of Li Xun's current fifth Soul Ring.
If Tang San had been on par with or surpassed Li Xun in level, he might have been able to hold his own against Li Xun with the number of Soul Rings. But at a lower level, there was absolutely no chance of fighting back.
"The match will be paused for now. Elder Chrysanthemum, go and bring Tang San over."
Just as Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were rejoicing, Bibidong, standing to the right of Qian Renxue, perhaps pressured by her daughter, spoke calmly.
As her words fell, the arena fell silent for a moment before buzzing with activity. The audience began to whisper among themselves, discussing the current situation, while those who had already figured it out hurriedly explained the enmity between Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect.
Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed slightly and then quickly walked towards Yu Xiaogang, who was holding Tang San below the stage.
"Silence!" Bibidong frowned, using her Soul Power to amplify her voice throughout the arena: "Over a decade ago, the former Pope of Spirit Hall died because of Tang Hao. I suspect this Tang San is his son. This involves the enmity between two forces and has nothing to do with the match. The advancement matches will continue as usual after this."
As Bibidong spoke, the commotion in the arena immediately subsided.
After all, Spirit Hall is now the number one force on the continent. Although the Clear Sky Sect still holds a prestigious reputation, its deterrent power has long since become a thing of the past due to years of seclusion.
"You dare to touch my son?"
Just as Chrysanthemum Douluo was about to approach Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, a deep, resonant voice echoed in the ears of everyone present, as if calling out from the peaks of mountains.
Hearing this familiar voice, Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of joy in his heart. Tang San, severely injured and on the verge of unconsciousness, felt a bitter sorrow, and two clear tears slowly fell from his eyes: "Father..."
As the deep voice echoed in the air, Chrysanthemum Douluo hadn't even reacted before he felt his body being flung away like a cannonball.
Immediately after, a pitch-black figure silently appeared, hovering quietly in the sky above the competition arena.
It was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with a sallow complexion. The man was tall and burly, though somewhat unkempt. The damaged parts of his worn robe were left unrepaired, and his hair and beard appeared uncombed and unwashed for a long time, messy and dirty.
"Tang Hao!!" Upon seeing him, Bibidong shouted sharply, abruptly standing up from her chair, her face revealing an expression of utter enmity toward Tang Hao.
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