Chapter 242: Tang San, Are You Willing to Join Spirit Hall?
Accompanied by an ear-piercing, high-pitched dragon roar, a massive figure with half-red and half-blue scales, radiating an ancient and fierce pressure, suddenly emerged behind Dugu Yan!
"First Soul Skill, Ice Fire Red Poison! Second Soul Skill, Ice Fire Blue Poison!"
Dugu Yan's slender legs suddenly exerted force. Relying on the domineering Physical Body enhancement brought by her attack system Martial Soul, she charged head-on toward that thunderous giant dragon like a reverse-flying meteor.
While in mid-air, two distinct poison mists—one red and one blue—gushed out from her palms.
These were no ordinary toxins; they were domineering powers containing the extreme attributes of the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire!
The red and blue poison mists rubbed and intertwined violently in the air, forcefully corroding an absolute zone where even the air was twisting right in the path of the thunderous giant dragon.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—
The dual ice and fire poisons collided fiercely with the violent thunder, erupting in a harsh, intense sound of erosion.
The overbearing momentum of the thunderous giant dragon was actually being frantically dissolved and consumed under this extreme power of ice and fire.
But Dugu Yan's offensive was far from over!
As a genuine attack and control system War Spirit Emperor within the current Imperial Battle Team, she directly pierced through the cover of the poison mist. Her right fist was enveloped in violent Protective Aura intertwined with ice and fire. Without any fancy dodging, she smashed her fist heavily onto the head of the thunderous giant dragon with an incredibly arrogant posture!
Boom—
The violent energy ripples turned into a hurricane that swept across the field.
Yu Tianheng's full-power killing blow was actually smashed apart head-on by Dugu Yan, instantly turning into fine sparks of lightning scattered across the sky!
"This is impossible!"
On the stands, Yu Xiaogang gripped the railing tightly, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is the world's number one Beast Martial Soul. Under the enhancement of the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill, how could Tianheng's thunder be shattered head-on by that Dugu Yan's fist?
The match was not yet over. Now that Ye Lingling had been taken into the air by Bai Chenxiang, he could finally enjoy himself!
"First Soul Skill, Gravity Control!"
"Second Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze!"
"Third Soul Skill, Mount Tai's Power!"
The first three Soul Rings beneath Tai Long's feet flashed in succession.
The Shrek crowd only felt their bodies suddenly grow heavy, as if they had instantly fallen into a quagmire of extremely distorted gravity. Their legs felt like lead, making it incredibly difficult to move even half a step.
Immediately after, Tai Long, who resembled a Violent Great Ape after his Martial Soul Possession, raised his iron fist as large as a casserole and crashed directly into the Shrek formation with an incredibly domineering momentum.
Without a word, he delivered several consecutive flying elbows of justice toward Dai Mubai and that Evil Fire Grass Chicken!
Tang San, standing to the side, was naturally not idle either.
Watching his brothers and sisters show off their divine power and beat the drowning dogs on this Grand Finals stage, the corners of his mouth curled into a gratified arc.
In the previous individual elimination rounds, he had already taken all the limelight. What was the harm in letting his teammates have this high-profile group-beating stage now?
Countless thick Blue Silver Grass vines erupted from the ground under Tang San's control like spikes, intertwining into an inescapable net that sealed off every possible escape route for the Shrek Team.
Tang San's attitude was very clear: in today's final, the Shrek people would either be completely crushed fairly and squarely, or they would be carried out horizontally!
Seeing the situation on the stage completely turn into a one-sided beating, Yu Xiaogang in the VIP seats and Flender in the observation area grew completely frantic.
This Imperial Battle Team was clearly going in with the intention of beating them to death!
If this continued, these Shrek Little Monsters would lose a layer of skin even if they didn't die!
"Referee! We surre—"
Flender stood up abruptly, just about to call out the words of surrender for his Disciples.
However, before he could finish, a vast Spiritual Power as deep as an abyss and as heavy as a prison instantly turned into an invisible hand, tightly locking his throat and forcefully blocking those words back, preventing him from making a single sound.
The one who had acted in secret was none other than Jiang Li, who wore a kind smile.
Meanwhile, in the center of the stage, Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qian, had at some point folded her hands over her chest in a posture of devout prayer.
Following a low and obscure chant, the Holy Light swirling around her became increasingly dazzling.
Qian Renxue slightly raised her eyes, her gaze piercing through the Void Realm to strike directly at Pope Bibi Dong on the high platform, her lips curling into a provocative and wicked smile.
'My foolish sister, take this grand gift of reaching the top that your sister is sending you!'
"Fourth Soul Skill, Divine Descent!"
Boom—
A pure and vast golden Holy Light erupted from her body like a bursting sun. Carrying a Divine Might that brooked no violation, it directly suppressed the struggling Shrek crowd from all directions.
When the blinding golden light gradually dissipated, on the massive stage, besides the seven members of the Imperial Battle Team standing proudly, the entire Shrek Team lay limp on the ground without any power to resist, each with their eyes closed, sleeping so peacefully...
Yu Tianheng, who had served as the formation core earlier, seemed to be in even worse condition. His forcibly activated Spirit Avatar had been shattered, and the backlash he suffered was even more severe.
Now his whole body was twitching, looking as if he were taking in more air than he was letting out.
...
For a moment, the entire The Pope's Palace square fell into a deathly, eerie silence.
High on the platform, Bibi Dong stared fixedly at her rebellious daughter below, who was currently flaunting her power. She felt a surge of blood in her chest and nearly crushed the supreme pontiff scepter in her hand on the spot.
But under the gaze of countless eyes from across the continent, no matter how much her heart burned with rage, she could only endure the urge to grind her teeth. With a cold face, she sent a warning and suppressed gaze to the referee below.
The referee wiped the sweat from his forehead and, with a trembling right arm, loudly announced the indisputable conclusion.
"The winner of this Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament is—"
"The Imperial Battle Team!"
Feeling the fanaticism and awe coming from all directions, the members of the Imperial Battle Team standing in the center of the stage straightened their backs one after another, their chests heaving slightly. They felt that the exhaustion of the past days had been swept away in this moment.
They had done it!
From today onward, not only the names of these young people, but the prestige of the Tang Sect would surely sweep across the entire Douluo Continent like a storm!
After the brief clamor, the coronation and awards ceremony officially began.
On the high platform, even though Bibi Dong, as the Pope, held a nameless evil fire in her heart, her outward dignity remained impeccable.
Holding the supreme pontiff scepter that symbolized supreme power, surrounded by a crowd of Cardinals and Titled Douluo, she slowly walked down the white jade steps and finally arrived before the members of the Imperial Battle Team...
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