Demon Tang San!

Demon Tang San!

Shen He watched from the audience seats. Naturally, he had to find some amusement, so with a thought, he used the Narrator System to make a change.

[After Tang San charged at his opponents, he successfully secured victory.]

Shen He immediately changed the character "charged" into "knelt."

Tang San charged forward menacingly while the two opponents were trapped, then performed a fierce tiger pouncing-to-the-ground maneuver and knelt before them.

"Dad! Please, let me win this one! I don't want to waste too much Soul Power. We still have a seven-on-seven match later! I'm kneeling before you!"

Such an absurd sight made the spectators in the audience seats break into furious curses.

They had expected a thrilling match, only to see this shameless nonsense. He could clearly win, yet he had knelt on the ground and begged his opponents. He was shameless to an utterly outrageous degree.

Xiao Wu had originally been prepared to use her third soul skill to teleport behind the two soul masters and ambush them with her first soul skill, Waist Bow. But after seeing her geigei's performance, she felt an urge to leave. Even with her mask on, her toes were practically digging out a three-bedroom apartment from embarrassment.

The two men had originally been prepared to take the chance to beat him up. But seeing that Tang San was so young yet so powerful, and that he could bend and stretch while speaking so sweetly, they felt as though they had picked up a wonderful son for free.

After all, the one thing a man could never refuse was someone even stronger than him kneeling down, calling him Dad, and begging him for a favor. Since they could avoid a beating while gaining face, they naturally accepted readily.

"Referee, we forfeit!"

"Very well! We can see that the Three-Five Combination has successfully acknowledged their new relatives and smoothly taken this match. What a satisfying victory!"

Seeing how things had developed, the referee could only continue commentating with a stiff upper lip. Unexpectedly, however, the spectators in the audience seats refused to let it go.

"F*ck! Give us our money back!"

"We paid to watch a match, not this pile of crap! Give us our money back!"

Seeing the spectators' massive reaction, Tang San came to his senses. After realizing what he had done, he was extremely embarrassed as well. He grabbed Xiao Wu, who was equally mortified, and shouted toward the audience seats.

He rambled about Sun Tzu's Art of War and subduing the enemy without fighting, muttering incomprehensible phrases such as "Endure for a moment, and the seas will be calm." He kept trying to defend himself, but the spectators refused to buy it and cursed Tang San right off the competition stage.

Fortunately, the Great Soul Arena had more than one competition stage. It had numerous separate divisions, and the seven-on-seven battles took place on another stage. Otherwise, Shrek Academy would have been too embarrassed to show its face—unless Shen He issued an official statement saying that individual actions should not be attributed to the academy.

"Fourth group battle. The opposing sides are the Berserk Team and the Shrek Seven Devils!"

As the host passionately made the announcement, the seven-on-seven Martial Soul battle, whose primary purpose was to hone the teamwork of Shrek Academy and the others, officially began.

Following the host's announcement, the Shrek Seven Devils and the Berserk Team each formed up.

The Berserk Team adopted the classic 3-3-1 formation, with the captain at the front. The members of Shrek, meanwhile, formed a 3-1-1-2 formation, placing their support soul master at the very back under multiple layers of protection.

"As for the Berserk Team, I believe all the spectators present are already extremely familiar with them, so there's no need for me to say more. Now, let's take a look at the mysterious team that completed its registration today! These mysterious masked soul masters are the Shrek Seven Devils!"

"Although I don't know them, I do know something about one of them. That soul master successfully pioneered an entirely new 'acknowledge-your-dad' style of fighting in the previous two-on-two match, pushing today's ticket-refund rate to a new high! Hopefully, he'll act a little more normally in this match."

The host's impassioned voice and humorous words once again plunged Tang San into an awkward situation. The audience seats erupted in a wave of boos.

"Five-second countdown. Five, four, one. Group battle Soul Dueling, fourth match, begin!"

"Brothers, activate your Martial Souls!"

Dai Mubai was the first to roar. His muscles instantly bulged all over his body, and with the White Tiger possessing him, he lifted the momentum that Tang San had previously dragged down.

The fourteen people on the stage released soul rings of all colors and activated their Martial Souls. The special effects alone were worth the price of admission.

As for the soul rings, the Berserk Team's were rather uneven by comparison. The appearance of white soul rings in their ranks dragged their momentum down another notch.

The two support soul masters on both sides immediately began throwing various enhancement buffs onto their teammates.

"Charge!"

Seeing Shrek's top-quality soul rings, Kuai Xi decisively led his teammates in launching an attack.

In an instant, both sides clashed. Although Shrek had one more support soul master than their opponents, Tang San's Blue Silver Pig perfectly filled an offensive position. Not only did it fail to reduce their combat strength, but it also greatly increased their endurance.

Although Shrek's Soul Power Levels might have seemed slightly weaker, their powerful Martial Souls, soul rings, and soul skills completely erased those disadvantages.

The moment they engaged, the scales of victory gradually began tipping toward Shrek Academy.

Sensing the constant fluctuations of Soul Power from the clash, and realizing that his side was clearly at a disadvantage—with several of his weaker teammates nearly defeated at certain moments—the Berserk Team's support soul master knew they could no longer drag things out. He immediately decided to finish off Shrek in one decisive wave.

The third soul ring on the support soul master's Martial Soul flashed. A strange fluctuation spread over the entire Berserk Team. In the next moment, all their eyes turned red, and their bodies swelled by a full circle.

The Shrek members, who had held the advantage, were instantly overturned by this soul skill and fell into a disadvantage. Signs of defeat faintly appeared.

This was precisely the charm of group battle Soul Dueling: there was always a chance to turn the tables.

Berserk!

A fifteen percent boost for everyone! Although it only lasted three short minutes, that was more than enough to defeat the Shrek members!

Seeing that the situation was bad, Tang San immediately decided to use his Eight Chysanthemum Spear to apply a negative buff to the opposing side and turn the tide.

After Tang San injected it with Soul Power, a poisonous gas rapidly spread across the entire competition arena.

Tang San had clearly overlooked the fact that his teammates had no resistance to it. Everyone on the stage felt nauseated, and in less than half a minute, they collapsed one after another. Some even seemed to be drifting toward the audience seats.

"Taking out everyone except yourself... That seems to be an entirely new way of fighting, too!"

"What kind of demon is this?! It's almost floating over here!"

Without a doubt, Tang San's fighting style had left a deep impression on their minds.

Other people's Martial Souls could at most release smoke to conceal their movements. But yours was practically a biological weapon!