"Fatty, hang in there. Your buttocks have already been stabbed a few times, so a few more won't make a difference."
"As long as we hold on until my Blue Silver Grass covers the entire Soul Arena, we'll win."
Tang San gritted his teeth and forced the words out.
"Fatty, hold on!"
"Ah!"
The two people let out another agonized scream.
By now, their buttocks were covered in bloody wounds.
They had been pierced with hole after hole, especially the places that already had holes—it hurt so badly they nearly died.
"It looks like Xiao San's plan is to endure the attacks, then use the Blue Silver Grass to bind the opponents and win."
"That's a very good approach."
Yu Xiaogang kept nodding.
"That so-called Sparta Brothers have already lost."
At this point, Flender had no choice but to admit it.
"The Sparta Brothers simply can't break through the defensive barrier of the Blue Silver Vine. They can only keep throwing spears to attack."
"Come to think of it, this is already the best method those two can manage."
"If they attacked head-on, the Sparta Brothers would very likely scatter them apart!"
Whoosh!
Two spears flew out swiftly again, striking Ma Hongjun and Tang San's buttocks with perfect accuracy.
"Endure it! Just a little more! I've already forced them into a corner!"
"Good, they've been successfully bound!"
The Blue Silver Vine rapidly wrapped around the Sparta Brothers' bodies.
"Victory or defeat has been decided!"
But at that moment—
The Sparta Brothers suddenly locked eyes.
The two held hands and transformed into a mass of Brown Light, vanishing from sight. Soon, the entire Soul Arena was covered by dark-blue Blue Silver Vine etched with Magic Patterns.
"This is—"
"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened abruptly.
"A Martial Soul