"I like fighting."
Xiao Wu had excitedly jumped up from her seat when Tang San stopped her.
"You're a girl. Don't always be so quick to throw punches. Besides, this isn't something for you girls to handle." Ignoring Xiao Wu's puffed-up cheeks, Tang San rose to his feet, a faint purple gleam already veiling his eyes.
After downing two large bowls of soup, Ma Hongjun reluctantly walked out and stood beside Dai Mubai. His plump hands rubbed together, crackling loudly.
Watching dish after dish being placed on the table, Wang Xiaofeng said helplessly, "Hurry up and finish this. The food won't taste good once it gets cold."
"It won't take that long. One minute will be enough." Dai Mubai stood up and rolled his wrists. Even a clay figurine had its limits, and people who kept pushing their luck deserved a harsh lesson.
The next second, he charged forward. By the time he reached them, he had already completed his Martial Soul Avatar, and his third Soul Ring lit up.
"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Asura Transformation."
Dai Mubai's formidable Soul Power instantly sent the five of them flying. Naturally, Tang San would not let such an opportunity pass. His first Soul Ring lit up, and with a flick of the Blue Silver Grass in his right hand, he launched his attack at once.
"First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"
Thick Blue Silver Grass shot up from the ground, binding the five helpless people together in midair. Worse still, the paralytic toxin carried by the Blue Silver Grass continuously seeped in through their wounds, leaving them in unbearable agony.
Seeing Dai Mubai and Tang San end the fight so cleanly and efficiently, Ma Hongjun scratched his head. "That ended a little too fast. I didn't get to do anything at all."
"Stop!"