"Little San, control the field."
Han Yuchen's voice sounded by Tang San's ear, faint as a mosquito's buzz.
A purple gleam filled Tang San's eyes.
The Fourth Soul Ring lit up.
Black!
Ten-thousand-year soul skill: [Blue Silver Prison]!
Swish, swish, swish—
Six black Blue Silver Grass cages burst from the ground in an instant, precisely trapping six Elephant Armor Academy team members where they stood.
"Break it!"
The Elephant Armor Academy members roared. Relying on their terrifying strength, they made the Blue Silver Prison emit cracking sounds under the strain in just two seconds.
But that was already enough for Han Yuchen.
Rather than taking the chance to flee,
he charged straight into that mountain of flesh.
His steps staggered as though he might fall at any moment.
Yet he was like an incredibly slippery loach, always slipping through the gaps between the hulking men's fists at the very last instant.
An Elephant Armor Academy member threw a punch at Han Yuchen's back.
Han Yuchen's foot slipped. With an "Ow," he ducked low.
The fist skimmed past his scalp and smashed solidly into another teammate's nose across from him.
"Argh!"
That teammate cried out miserably, blood spurting from his nose.
Another member raised his massive foot, intending to crush Han Yuchen to death.
Han Yuchen clutched his head with both hands as if begging for mercy, yet his body rolled with the motion and slammed into the man's supporting leg.
He used a bit of clever force here.
The so-called—using four ounces to move a thousand pounds.
The big man lost his balance, and his enormous body toppled backward, crushing the two companions charging up behind him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The arena descended into utter chaos.
The Elephant Armor Academy members clearly possessed an absolute advantage in strength, yet they