The Final Decisive Battle Begins

At this moment, in terms of numbers, the Spirit Hall Team still held the advantage.

After all, the Imperial Fighting Team clearly had only Tang San left who could still fight.

Meanwhile, the Spirit Hall Team still had four people!

The only variable now

was the state of Tang San's injuries and how much fighting strength he had left!

Although Yan was strong, Tang San had drained him that morning, and he was currently severely weakened.

The other Soul Ancestors had also suffered injuries to varying degrees.

The disappearance of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Bewitching Demon, had undoubtedly shattered the superficial balance between the two sides.

As soon as Bewitching Demon vanished,

Xu Yu, the Spirit Hall Academy Team's support-type Spirit Master, immediately shot two beams of light from the Radiant Gold Scepter in his hand, landing on Hu Liena and Xie Yue respectively to help them recover.

Yet Tang San remained unmoved.

He let them treat Xie Yue and Hu Liena and help them back to their feet.

Tang San's face was covered in blood as he bared his teeth in a grin.

He knew clearly

that the scales of victory had begun to tip!

Whoosh!

Without any hesitation, Tang San charged at Yan with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand.

To prove to everyone

that he still had strength to spare, he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet, targeting the support-type Spirit Master first.

When Zhang Ping, Li Kai, and the others tried to come to the rescue from every direction, whether through the air or along the ground,

Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Spirit Rings of his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul lit up, and dozens of blood-colored Blue Silver Grass vines lunged at them.

The battle ended quickly.

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