Xiao Wu kicked at Ye Lingling, but Osler appeared just then and met her foot with a punch, forcing her back. Dugu Yan immediately fell back to defend as well.
A smile curled at the corner of Xiao Wu's mouth. She Teleported into the air again. Attacking Ye Lingling had only been meant to draw the entire Imperial Fighting Team over; taking out their airborne fighter, Yu Feng, was what they really wanted.
"First Soul Skill: Waist Bow." Bound by Tang San's Spider Web Bind, Yu Feng had no way to fight back. Xiao Wu kicked him straight off the platform.
The Imperial Fighting Team members looked green in the face. They had pretended to attack Ye Lingling to trick them into falling back, but in reality, they had knocked Yu Feng off the platform.
Dugu Yan was furious now, too. Her Soul Rings appeared, and she said in a low voice, "Crimson Phosphorus Poison, Azure Phosphorus Poison."
Dugu Yan used two Soul Skills to support her teammates. Crimson Phosphorus Poison was an invigorating poison that could increase speed and strength by twenty percent. Azure Phosphorus Poison was a numbing poison that could reduce pain and increase defense by thirty percent.
But since they were poisons, they were harmful to the body, so under normal circumstances Dugu Yan didn't want to use them on her own teammates. After all, even if the dosage was carefully controlled, using them for too long would still damage the body.
However, Dugu Yan's small boost still wasn't enough. The Hell White Tiger continued to rage on, and Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul Fusion Skill unleashed its full power. With Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda supporting them, nothing short of Soul King-level strength could possibly stop the Hell White Tiger.
Yu Tianheng tried to intercept it, but the Hell White Tiger slapped him flying. It then slapped Shi Mo flying, and the barrier that had trapped the Shi Mo brothers in Zhao Zilong's Black Tortoise Barrier was broken in an instant.
"Shi Mo..." Shi Mo cried out in shock.
With the barrier gone, Zhao Zilong charged forward and struck with his palm. "Gentle Fist..."
"Mystic Turtle Shield."
With a sharp crack, Gentle Fist collided with the Mystic Turtle Shield, and a burst of Soul Power exploded. The Mystic Turtle Shield around Shi Mo shattered instantly, forcing him to increase his Soul Power to defend himself.
"Spider Web Bind." A web shot from Zhao Zilong's hand. Shi Mo had still been planning to rely on his turtle shell to withstand Zhao Zilong's Gentle Fist, but the web wrapped him up before he could.
It was very difficult to injure defensive-type Soul Masters, and using Gentle Fist also placed quite a strain on the body.
"Off you go." Zhao Zilong used Spider Web Bind to restrain him, then tugged on the Blue Silver Grass and flung him off the platform.
"Shi Mo!" Dugu Yan could only watch anxiously. The few of them were already struggling to face the Hell White Tiger together; this Martial Soul Fusion Skill was simply too powerful.
Once an army was routed, it collapsed like a landslide. With the Hell White Tiger's overwhelming strength, Yu Feng and Shi Mo's elimination made the battle increasingly unfavorable for the Imperial Fighting Team.
"Damn it! Third Soul Skill: Wrath of Thunder, First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw..." Yu Tianheng once again met the Hell White Tiger head-on. His dragon claw collided with its tiger paw, and white light burst everywhere. Even though Wrath of Thunder had greatly boosted Yu Tianheng's attributes, he still couldn't match this kind of Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Even with the enhancements from Crimson Phosphorus Poison and Azure Phosphorus Poison, he was no match for it, and another slap sent him flying.
Faced with the Hell White Tiger's might, the Imperial Fighting Team was now in despair. Even their strongest fighter, Yu Tianheng, couldn't withstand a single strike from the Hell White Tiger after using his strongest single-target attack. The entire team was overcome by despair.
But just then, the Hell White Tiger also dissolved. With their current Soul Power, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't sustain the Martial Soul Fusion Skill for long.
"The Martial Soul Fusion Skill has ended?" Seeing this, the Imperial Fighting Team breathed a sigh of relief. If the skill had continued, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing alone could have swept through every one of them.
Now that the Martial Soul Fusion Skill had ended, Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Power was almost completely spent, while Dai Mubai was in slightly better shape. The two of them immediately took out Recovery Sausages and ate them.
"Wait, is that sausage a Soul Skill from that Food Type Soul Master? Referee, they're breaking the rules!" When Yu Tianheng saw the sausages in their hands, he felt like he was about to explode with anger. How could they play like this?
The host looked a little awkward. The rules didn't say they couldn't bring food.
A confident smile curled at the corner of Tang San's mouth. "Before the match began, we specifically asked the Soul Fighting Arena whether we could use drinks and food to replenish our strength during a Soul Fighting match. The organizers said yes, because some special Martial Souls need food to support them and give their Soul Skills greater power."
Hearing this answer, Yu Tianheng's eye twitched. They were exploiting a loophole in the rules! But there was nothing they could do now except keep fighting.
"Hmph, your companion's Martial Soul Fusion Skill is gone now. Let's see who among you can stop me. Lingling, heal me. Yanzi, Shi Mo, protect Lingling." As soon as he finished speaking, the lightning around Yu Tianheng grew violent. He roared, "Third Soul Skill: Wrath of Thunder."
"First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw."
Xiao Wu immediately charged over and landed three strikes in a flash. "Teleport, Charm, Waist Bow..."
Sure enough, the instant Charm took effect, Yu Tianheng was briefly dazed. Xiao Wu seized the opening and kicked him squarely in the chest. Yu Tianheng cried out in pain, then immediately grabbed Xiao Wu by the ankle. Tang San was horrified. "Xiao Wu, get away..."
But it was already too late. Once Yu Tianheng had grabbed Xiao Wu, his dragon claw crackled with violent lightning. He roared, "Thunder Strike!"
"Boom, boom, boom..." The solid punch struck her flat-as-a-board chest. Xiao Wu's body flew away like a kite with its string cut.
"Xiao Wu..." Tang San's heart broke at the sight. He controlled the Blue Silver Grass to catch her. When he caught Xiao Wu, blue electric light still flickered over her body, and a clear fist mark stood out on her chest. As he watched the blood she coughed up, she could barely even breathe. Seeing Xiao Wu so badly injured, the killing intent in Tang San's eyes surged.
"Gentle Fist." Zhao Zilong seized the opportunity and struck with his palm.
"Thunder Dragon Claw..." Yu Tianheng answered with a punch of his own. Their fist and palm collided, and Yu Tianheng's dragon claw form was broken. But this time Yu Tianheng was prepared, and powerful lightning pressed in on Zhao Zilong from every direction.
Zhao Zilong immediately dodged backward. Meng Yiran seized the opening and charged forward, saying in a low voice, "Third Soul Skill: Blood Poison Blade."
"Don't even think about sneaking an attack. Third Soul Skill: Ghost Shadow Impact..." Osler appeared behind Yu Tianheng just then and blocked Meng Yiran's sneak attack for him.
"That lightning really is powerful!" Zhao Zilong looked at the faint lightning still flickering across his left hand. Even with Gentle Fist, he hadn't gained much of an advantage by clashing head-on with Thunder Dragon Claw.
The injuries on Yu Tianheng's body were gradually healing. He said arrogantly, "Yanzi's Crimson Phosphorus Poison boosts my strength and speed, while Azure Phosphorus Poison boosts my defense and reduces pain. With Lingling's continuous healing on top of that, I don't fear getting hurt. Wrath of Thunder also gives me a fifty percent boost. Unless my Soul Power runs out, I won't fall. Now, none of you can stop me."
"The one thing you absolutely shouldn't have done was hurt Xiao Wu." Tang San laid Xiao Wu on the platform. His eyes were bloodshot.
Yu Tianheng gave a contemptuous laugh. "This is the Soul Fighting platform. If you want revenge, beat me."
"I will never forgive anyone who hurt Xiao Wu." Tang San was now consumed by fury. He began taking all kinds of Hidden Weapons from his Soul Tool, and both hands became Mysterious Jade Hands as he rapidly hurled the weapons out.
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