Chapter 241: Just an Evil Secret Technique
A genuine Soul Saint's pressure erupted on the arena, the heavy airwaves even shaking the defensive barrier at the edge of the stage into ripples.
The confused audience and ordinary Soul Masters in the stands were all shocked and at a loss by the scene before them.
Using an unheard-of, eerie Formation to forcibly elevate a mere boy at the Soul King level to the Soul Saint level, and even activate a Spirit Avatar—such methods were simply unheard of!
At this moment, Yu Tianheng had completely finished possessing his Spirit Avatar.
Driven by massive Soul Power, he completely dragonized, transforming into a Blue Lightning Half-Dragon Man covered in thick dragon scales with a skyrocketing physique.
Violent blue electric arcs crackled and roamed wildly over the surface of his body.
"Second Soul Skill, Thunderous Fury!"
Accompanying Yu Tianheng's deafening roar, thunder filled the sky and turned into a massive electric net, carrying a destructive aura as it brazenly descended upon the members of the Royal Fighting Team!
Just as the attack was about to hit, Tang San's calm voice suddenly rang out in the team: "Everyone be careful, don't face him head-on!"
"This evil secret technique that forcibly extracts others' Soul Power and relies on external forces to raise one's Realm will surely cause irreversible damage to the body; it can't possibly last! We only need to keep our distance and wear him down, waiting until he suffers the backlash of that powerful Soul Power!"
In Tang San's logic, since such a move was not an orthodox ultimate technique of his Tang Sect, and was cooked up by that buzz cut, it was bound to be an evil secret technique.
As soon as Tang San spoke, the members of the Royal Fighting Team reacted and immediately scattered.
The translucent Phoenix wings on Bai Chenxiang's back instantly unfurled. She scooped up the still-dazed support system Soul Master, Ye Lingling, and nimbly took to the air, flying directly into the sky.
Xiao Wu, relying on the Teleportation divine skill granted by her 100,000-year soul ring, turned into a series of afterimages on the vast Spirit Fighting Stage, constantly changing positions so the lightning could not lock onto her at all.
Meanwhile, Tang San, Dugu Yan, and Tai Long, who remained on the ground, all stepped out with the Tang Sect ultimate technique, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!
That unpredictable, ghost-like footwork caused several of Yu Tianheng's furious lunges to hit nothing but air.
Seeing this, Qian Renxue, to avoid suspicion, also imitated the others by revealing her pair of disguised swan wings, gave them a powerful flap, and likewise flew into the air.
"Eh? Xue Qian, your Swan Spirit can actually fly this high?"
Ye Lingling, held in Bai Chenxiang's arms, widened her eyes and stared at Qian Renxue like a curious baby.
Hearing this, black lines instantly crawled across Qian Renxue's forehead.
What do you mean, Swan Spirit?! What she had hidden behind her were the wings of the Seraphim, the symbol of Spirit Hall's supreme holiness!
They weren't those stupid, quacking swans from the Heaven Dou Imperial Family!
Looking at Ye Lingling's innocent eyes full of curiosity, Qian Renxue felt a sense of powerlessness, as if she were about to laugh from anger.
Meanwhile, below the arena, Yu Tianheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot griddle.
After a barrage of violent Martial Soul Abilities, not only had he failed to cause effective damage to any member of the Royal Fighting Team, but he had also wasted a massive amount of fused Soul Power in his body for nothing.
More fatally, seven strands of Soul Power with different attributes were rampaging through his Meridians. The discomfort, as if his body were being torn apart, was now growing stronger and stronger!
Time passed second by second.
Tang San, who had been observing in secret, suddenly had a flash of purple light in his eyes.
Under the insight of the Purple Demon Eye, he clearly saw the chaotic Soul Power nodes within Yu Tianheng's body and his slightly trembling dragon claws.
"Now is the time!"
Tang San decisively gave the command to counterattack: "Sister Yan Yan, don't worry about Yu Tianheng. Use your poison mist to block the six people in Shrek's backline! Once Yu Tianheng's Spirit Avatar completely collapses, possess your Martial Soul and engage them in close combat!"
"Tai Long, Xiao Wu, you two as well, get ready to cut off their Soul Power supply!"
"As for Cousin and Miss Xue Qian, act as you see fit from the air and finish them off at any time!"
As Tang San's voice fell, Dugu Yan gave a cold laugh, and her Ice-Fire Flood Dragon Martial Soul instantly unleashed its power.
Pungent poison mist, interwoven with red and blue, like a tsunami, bypassed Yu Tianheng and spread toward the back of the arena!
This move could be described as taking the fuel from under the pot—a devastating blow to the heart.
The remaining six members of the Shrek Team, in order to maintain the transmission of the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill's Formation eye, were all pinned to the spot like unmoving targets.
They could only take the beating helplessly and, while struggling to maintain the Formation, had to divert Soul Power to resist the lethal Ice-Fire Flood Dragon Poison. The situation instantly became critical!
"Tianheng! Hold on!"
"Ignore that poison mist, use the thunder to tear them apart! For the glory of Shrek, for the supreme honor of the future Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, you absolutely cannot lose!"
Seeing his proud invincible theory on the verge of collapse, Master Yu on the high platform completely lost his cool, his eyes turning red with desperation.
At this moment, how could he care about the noble etiquette of an Honorary Elder of Spirit Hall? He clung tightly to the railing, screaming hoarsely toward the arena below, regardless of his image.
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Rumble—
Violent thunderclaps exploded fiercely above the Spirit Fighting Stage.
At this moment, Yu Tianheng had completely given up control over his Soul Power, no longer caring about the sharp pain of his Meridians snapping inch by inch.
A massive amount of mixed Soul Power was forcibly poured into his body, leaving his eyes completely covered in bloodshot rage, and his consciousness even began to blur.
Now, only one obsession remained forcibly crammed into his mind: tear everything before him to pieces!
"Third Soul Skill, Thunder's Fury!"
Accompanied by a beastly roar that didn't sound human, the blue electric light on Yu Tianheng's body surface instantly more than doubled. The frenzied power of thunder crushed the hard, specially-made stone slabs beneath his feet into powder.
Immediately after, his thick, dragonized right arm suddenly rose, facing the Imperial Battle members with a power that could destroy everything.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Lightning Divine Dragon Rush!"
Roar—
A blue electric dragon several zhang long, formed entirely from materialized thunder, opened its dazzling, bloody maw. Carrying a terrifying pressure comparable to a Soul Saint, it roared and blasted toward Dugu Yan's direction!
Facing this violent strike that could heavily injure or even kill an ordinary Soul Emperor, Dugu Yan did not retreat but advanced, a blatant sneer curling on her beautiful face.
"Tsk tsk tsk, a blue giant worm like this actually dares to claim to be the number one Beast Martial Soul in the world. Truly shameless."
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