Chapter 224. I will not spare anyone who harms Xiao Wu.
Seeing this, Jiaping's mouth twitched slightly. He had suffered numerous losses at the hands of the Nether White Tiger in the Soul Fighting Arena. His Flying Bear spirit consistently outmatched the White Tiger, but it was no match for the Nether White Tiger. He had initially thought that with Zhu Zhuqing gone, he would no longer have to face the Nether White Tiger.
Damn, Dai Mubai had instantly merged with a man?!?
Lin Yaya, below, also reacted and mobilized Blue Silver Emperor to assist Jiaping in resisting the Nether White Tiger.
Soul Skill: Blue Silver Net.
An endless stream of Blue Silver Emperor vines quickly formed a vast net that entwined the Nether White Tiger. However, her control only held it back for a moment; after a moment, the Nether White Tiger tore through the net and swept towards Jiaping.
Lan Lan had no choice but to activate her Blue Silver Emperor spirit, endlessly creating more Blue Silver Emperors to restrain the Nether White Tiger.
While she couldn't completely control the Nether White Tiger yet, she was able to hold it in check. Originally, the Nether White Tiger possessed the speed of a spirit cat and the strength of a white tiger, making it impossible for Jiaping to evade its hold. However, with Lanlan's control spirit in play, the Nether White Tiger's speed slowed.
Jiaping resumed her traditional guerrilla tactics to contain Dai Mubai.
While dealing with Yang Bailing, Tang San also kept an eye on the Nether White Tiger's circle, a key point for him to break through his opponent's limitations. Seeing that the Nether White Tiger was being held in check by Lanlan, who had taken the Blue Silver Emperor spirit, he said to Xiaowu, "Xiaowu, Ye Yang and Dai Mubai's Nether White Tigers won't last long. Go lend them a hand."
The one-eared Xiaowu nodded and said, "I understand, Sangiegie."
With that, Xiaowu's body instantly vanished, reappearing behind Lanlan.
Xiaowu's teleportation bow and eight-section throw was supposed to be a seamless move, but Lanlan was already alerted the moment she teleported.
Each stalk of Blue Silver Grass growing wildly on the ground represented her vision. When Xiao Wu appeared behind her, preparing for an Eight-Step Throw, the Blue Silver Emperors poised around her were already prepared.
Countless vines spread out, entwining Xiao Wu's hands, feet, waist, and neck, before lifting her high in a spread-eagle position.
"Xiao Wu." Seeing Xiao Wu entangled by the Blue Silver Emperor, Tang San's eyes suddenly turned crimson, and his breathing became even more erratic.
He swung his Eight Spider Lances frantically, unleashing Blue Silver Grass to attack Yang Bailing frantically.
Yang Bailing had also been prepared. She had previously held back some of her power, but now unleashed it. The temperature around her plummeted, freezing both Tang San's Blue Silver Prince Martial Spirit and Lan Lan's Blue Silver Emperor. Her Ice Scale Bone Spear possessed the ultimate icy property. Even if Tang San had the ability to ward off both ice and fire in the future, he would be of no use, let alone with nothing before him.
The chill slowed Tang San's movements, and Yang Bailing's increasingly powerful spear style made it difficult for him to resist. However, seeing Xiao Wu entangled by the Blue Silver Emperor, Tang San gritted his teeth and persevered.
Elsewhere, Dai Mubai's Nether White Tiger's timer expired. It transformed into a ray of light, separating two people. Their spirit power was nearing depletion, and Jiaping sent each of them off the field with a single claw.
Black flames burned towards Ma Hongjun, slowly but relentlessly pursuing him. Ma Hongjun dodged easily and smiled innocently at Lin Yaya, as if to say that the fire was so slow and its spirit skill was truly worthless.
However, Lin Yaya flicked her finger, and the flames turned, no longer pursuing Ma Hongjun. Ma Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, he saw a ghostly spirit rising from his body.
The fire was heading for Xiao Wu.
"No, don't," Ma Hongjun and Tang San said, eyes wide.
Ma Hongjun knew Xiao Wu was Tang San's forbidden lover, and if Xiao Wu burned Tang San, he would likely blame him.
However, neither Ma Hongjun nor Tang San's cries could stop the flames from reaching Xiao Wu.
The black flames appeared indifferent, but when Xiao Wu's lust consumed her, her shrill screams echoed throughout the room.
"You dare to burn Xiao Wu? Do you know what this means?" Ma Hongjun stammered to Lin Yaya.
"She's my opponent, why shouldn't I burn her?" Lin Yaya smiled and said, "You should take care of yourself first."
Behind Lin Yaya, eight balls of incinerating black flames appeared in eight corners around her: "A new game begins now."
"Damn!" Ma Hongjun cursed.
"Xiao Wu." Looking at the figure in the sea of fire, Tang San went completely mad.
"Anyone who harms Xiao Wu must die." Tang San's face was now grim, his eyes glowing red, and he was panting heavily, like an Asura emerging from hell.
Hidden weapons, ghostly shadows, the Mysterious Jade Hand—every method was used!
At this moment, Yang Bailing dared not hold back. A dragon's roar echoed, and an icy aura enveloped the air. The moment Tang San's hidden weapon reached her, it froze into an ice sculpture in mid-air.
The next moment, the ice sculpture exploded, and Tang San charged again.
The Ice Scale Bone Spear and the Eight Spider Lance clashed back and forth. Tang San's reckless counterattack resulted in the Eight Spider Lance being pierced by the Ice Scale Bone Spear, shattering it, leaving him covered in wounds!
What frustrates Tang San immensely is that Yang Bailing has concealed her strength. Every time he tries to unleash his might, he's always overwhelmed by a stronger burst of power. It's incredibly frustrating.
In the audience, Tang Hao stood up, sat down again, stood up again, sat down again, his fists clenched tightly.
Finally, Yang Bailing's spear attack shattered Tang San's Eight Spider Lance's spirit bone. As for the Blue Silver Prince, he was no longer a threat. Having exhausted his hidden weapons, Tang San, left with no other options, collapsed in humiliation.
Elsewhere—
"Throw it away, ahhhhhhhhhhhhh—"
Ma Hongjun was truly like a roasted chicken. Under the blazing flames, consumed by lust, he fell heavily.
All the Shrek Academy fighters had fallen, leaving Ning Rongrong and Oscar standing dazed on the stage, currently powerless.
The referee, observing this, stepped forward and announced, "Now, the winner of the match is—"
"Wait, Shrek hasn't lost yet—" Tang San, lying on the ground, struggled to his feet. He reached out and picked up the Eight Spider Lance fragments, then threw them out with his last remaining strength.
The fragments of the Eight Spider Lance were thrown seemingly in disorder, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on Tang San's face!
This was the hidden weapon throwing technique Bat Wing Reincarnation, which he relied on to defeat the Spirit Hall team in his previous life. As for you!
Humph, I will not let anyone who hurt Xiao Wu go.
Even when his spirit power was exhausted, Tang San still stood with a smile, determined to watch this Rose Team pay a heavy price for underestimating him.
To Tang San's disappointment, Team Rose didn't treat his fragments with the same disdain as the Spirit Hall team had in his previous life.
Lin Yaya covered her entire body in black flames, her phoenix wings folded in defense. Jiaping extended a pair of tiger claws from his hands, shattering fragment after fragment along the way. Facing the heaviest debris, Yang Bailing swung her spear with swift movements, picking off the fragments. Lan Lan twitched the Blue Silver Emperor's vines, snatching away the Eight Spider Lance fragments in their path.
The Bat Wing Samsara fragments flew backward, aiming for Shi Dazhuang, Zhang Xing, and Wang Dagang. Shi Dazhuang, who had been inactive, raised his Millennium Shield, and a purple spirit ring emerged.
"First Spirit Skill: Shield Attraction!"
A gravitational pull emerged from the massive shield, deflecting the fragments from their trajectory and crashing into the thick apron.
Tang San's final attack was blocked, and his smile froze!
"How...how is this possible? This is Bat Wing Samsara!" Tang San said with a hint of doubt.
The reason why hidden weapons are so powerful is that they are hard to guard against. When the opponent is prepared, your hidden weapon is actually just that.
What Tang San didn't know was that all his methods had been simulated in the Soul Arena. It wasn't that Bat-Wing Samsara was ineffective, but rather that the Rose Team had been tortured countless times by Bat-Wing Samsara in the Soul Arena.
"Whatever tricks you have left, use them!" Yang Bailing said.
Tang San looked at Yang Bailing with red eyes, then at Xiao Wu's charred figure as the flames dissipated. He wanted to fight her to the death, but he had already exhausted all his hidden weapons and his spirit power. He only had one trump card: the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Damn it—"
I, the mighty Asura God, had fallen to this state.
"I won't harm Xiao Wu."
Tang San hadn't finished his words when Yang Bailing kicked him down.
"I've confirmed you're just raging with impotence. Get out of here."
After kicking Tang San away, Yang Bailing cast an icy gaze at Oscar and Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong was fine, but Oscar wasn't so much.
"Xiao San actually lost!" Oscar murmured.
This statement would seem normal to others, as victory and defeat are commonplace in the military. But to Oscar, it was unusual.
In the past, including past lives, whenever they fought as a team, under Tang San's leadership, they easily defeated any opponent.
Tang San was undefeated in both individual and team competitions, and thus, in Shrek's mind, he forever forged an undefeated golden image.
However, today, this golden image shattered in Oscar's heart.
"You, do you still want to fight?" Yang Bailing asked, touching the cold Ice Scale Bone Spear. Meanwhile, Lin Yaya gathered balls of all-consuming black flames, and Lan Lan's Blue Silver Emperor spirit swirled towards them.
"Ah—we...we surrender," Ning Rongrong said, kneeling on the spot, her head in her hands.
As she begged for mercy, Ning Rongrong felt a sense of helplessness, her eyes glancing at Oscar, who stood aside, unable to fight back.
Humph, you say you love me all day long, but at this critical moment, you can't do anything.
This incident further solidified Ning Rongrong's resolve to either not seek help or seek a soul master.
Poor Oscar didn't know that his love had already died before it even began.
With the match over, Master, Flanders, and the others rushed to the ring. They looked at the injured Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu. After examining them, Master asked, "What's wrong now?"
"The girl's flames have subsided, so she's not dead," Flanders said with a pained look on his face.
"Just what?"
"Disfigured," Flanders said regretfully.
Shrek's men took their students away and provided them with treatment in the rear.
Flanders sighed as he watched the fallen students fall.
"I wanted to cultivate in them the belief that they can never be defeated. Now, after this setback, I don't know if they can stand up again."
"Yes, they can," Yu Xiaogang said firmly.
"Boss Flanders, I need to leave for a while. I'll leave the little monsters to you for now," Yu Xiaogang said.
"What do you want to do?" Flanders asked.
Yu Xiaogang said, "Today's events have had a huge impact on me. I didn't expect a Spirit Master with a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring to exist at the very beginning. I think someone might know the secret. I wonder what the connection is between the Rose Academy and them."
Flanders asked, "Why, are you saying you want to go?"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes flashed, and he said, "Spirit Hall." Tang San regained consciousness and saw Flanders sitting beside him.
Tang San asked, "Dean, where's Xiao Wu?"
Flanders looked away. Tang San quickly got off the bed and walked over. Looking at Xiao Wu's back, Tang San whispered, "Sister Xiao Wu."
"Sangiegie, no, don't come over here," Xiao Wu said.
Tang San asked, "Sister Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?"
Xiao Wu said, "Don't come over here."
However, Tang San's domineering force spun Xiao Wu around.
The moment Tang San saw Xiao Wu's face, it was burned beyond recognition.
"Sangiegie, I'm like this now, will you abandon me?" Xiao Wu asked guiltily.
Tang San was a little conflicted, but when he thought about his godhood and the knowledge that he could definitely heal Xiao Wu, he said firmly, "Xiao Wu, don't worry. No matter what you look like, you are the Xiao Wu in my heart, and I will always love you."
"Thank you, Sangiegie." Xiao Wu heard Tang San's words and happily leaned against him, crying.
"Xiao Wu, believe me, I will not let anyone who hurt you go." Tang San's mind flashed through the Black Turtle Soul Douluo, Ye Zhiqiu, and the Spirit Hall, and he also made a note of the Rose Academy.
"On the other side, a wailing sound came from next door, and Ma Hongjun let out a shrill scream:"
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