Facing Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu planted her hands on her hips, completely unconcerned.
Dai Mubai had told them about Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing's abilities, and they'd already considered victory theirs.
"Xiao San, how about we finish them in thirty seconds?"
Tang San's lips curled slightly as he nodded. "Sure. The fight'll be over in thirty seconds."
He might not be a match for Lan Minghua right now, but he could still embarrass him.
For disciples taught by a mighty Titled Douluo to get defeated in thirty seconds at the Great Soul Arena—how humiliating would that be?
They made no effort to hide their words. Not only did Zhu Zhuqing and Oscar hear them, but so did the audience.
"Whoa, talk about cocky! I like it!"
"Hmph, I hope they can actually back it up. I'm sick of watching people get humbled!"
"First time in a Soul Fighting match and they're already this arrogant. I hope the Sanwu Combination really has the strength to match."
The audience was divided in its opinion of the Sanwu Combination. Some thought highly of them; others didn't.
Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing, their opponents, weren't angered by Tang San and Xiao Wu's words.
Soul Fighting wasn't about what you said. It was about how strong you were.
Besides, over the past two days, Oscar had made further progress in developing Indestructible Vajra Body.
Even though Dai Mubai had told Tang San about Oscar's abilities, it wouldn't do him much good.
The same went for Zhu Zhuqing. Tang San and the others might not even know she was already at level twenty-nine.
"Zhuqing, be careful. We're our master's disciples—we can't let him down."
Oscar was raring to go. This was his first official Soul Fighting match since he began cultivating Indestructible Vajra Body.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, her expression serious.
"Xiao Wu, move!"
As soon as Tang San spoke, Xiao Wu shot toward Oscar like a streak of pink lightning.
Zhu Zhuqing reacted swiftly, instantly discerning Xiao Wu's intention. She turned into a black blur and darted forward.
"Want to stop Xiao Wu? You'll have to get past me first! First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"
Tang San gave a low shout, blue light flashing around him.
In an instant, Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground across the arena and surged toward Zhu Zhuqing like a tide.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes narrowed. She lightly tapped the ground and leapt into the air as nimbly as a swallow.
She tore through the encircling Blue Silver Grass with a claw, then charged toward Tang San, intending to trade blows with him.
Tang San sneered, inwardly scoffing at Zhu Zhuqing's decision.
He stopped attacking from a distance and instead advanced with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
The two collided in an instant. Ghostly afterimages filled the air, making them impossible to follow.
With no one stopping her, Xiao Wu sprang toward Oscar and let out a sharp cry.
"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"
Her body snapped forward like a spring, and her foot cut through the air toward Oscar.
In the stands, Dai Mubai wore a crazed expression. He wished he were the one attacking Oscar right now.
Just when everyone thought Oscar, a Support Soul Master, was about to be eliminated, something unexpected happened.
A faint golden light suddenly spread over his body, covering him from head to toe.
"Thud!"
Xiao Wu's foot slammed into the golden light with a muffled sound, but it didn't injure Oscar at all.
"Don't underestimate me. Support Soul Masters aren't pushovers!" Oscar said smugly.
Others might not have recognized the golden light around Oscar, but everyone from Shrek did.
"Damn it, that guy Oscar learned one of Lan Minghua's techniques!"
Dai Mubai grimaced and angrily punched through the railing in front of him.
Oscar tensed his body and sent Xiao Wu flying, then taunted her.
"Weren't you saying you'd beat us in thirty seconds? Fine. I'll just stand here and let you hit me for thirty seconds. Let's see if you can get through my Indestructible Vajra Body!"
Xiao Wu's brows drew together, defiance flashing in her eyes. "Don't get cocky. This is just the beginning!"
Before she'd even finished speaking, she whirled around Oscar like a cyclone, raining down attacks like a furious storm.
Every strike landed with angry force against that thin layer of golden light, each one making a "thud, thud, thud" sound.
Yet the seemingly flimsy golden light stood firm as a mountain.
Even Xiao Wu's strongest attacks barely caused the golden light to ripple.
Thirty seconds had passed, and the Sanwu Combination still hadn't won.
The spectators who hadn't believed in the Sanwu Combination to begin with wasted no time in mocking them.
"Pfft, knew they were all talk. Their strength's about the same, but they claimed they'd end it in thirty seconds. Disgusting."
"We came to watch a Soul Fighting match, not listen to you brag. Hurry up and finish the fight! What, can't you do it?"
Hearing the audience's jeers, Tang San's heart sank.
He hadn't expected Zhu Zhuqing's abilities to be nothing like what Dai Mubai had described.
Even if Zhu Zhuqing hadn't become Lan Minghua's disciple, what useful information could Dai Mubai provide when he hadn't kept up with her for years?
To silence the audience, Tang San increased the flow of Soul Power.
"First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"
Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground again, sweeping toward Zhu Zhuqing like a giant serpent with bared fangs.
Zhu Zhuqing glanced coldly at it and flickered several times, dodging the attack.
After cultivating the Nine Yin Manual, her senses had improved considerably.
Combined with her own speed, the Blue Silver Grass couldn't catch up with her.
Tang San gritted his teeth. He knew that if he couldn't win, his and Xiao Wu's reputations would be ruined.
He made up his mind and released the Soul Power within him like floodwaters bursting through a dam.
The Blue Silver Grass grew wildly, covering more than half the arena in the blink of an eye.
"Let's see you dodge this!" Tang San roared.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart jumped. She hurriedly used her second Soul Skill to sever the oncoming Blue Silver Grass.
But that was exactly what Tang San had been waiting for. He immediately used his second Soul Skill, Parasitic.
In an instant, Blue Silver Grass sprouted from Zhu Zhuqing's body, trying to restrain her.
But the Soul Power within Zhu Zhuqing, strengthened by the Nine Yin Manual, surged.
A series of sharp cracks rang out, and all the Blue Silver Grass clinging to her body shattered.
Meanwhile, Xiao Wu tried everything she could, but she still couldn't break through Oscar's golden light.
Just as everyone thought the fight would become a drawn-out struggle, the situation suddenly changed.
Oscar seized the opening between Xiao Wu's attacks and struck without warning.
"Diamond Palm!"
The golden light protecting his body vanished and instantly gathered in his right hand.
Oscar had only just begun learning the technique, so he couldn't command much golden light.
To attack, he had to use the light protecting his body.
He thrust out his palm. Xiao Wu couldn't dodge in time, and she flew backward like a kite with its string cut.
"Xiao Wu!" Tang San cried in alarm, hurriedly catching her with Blue Silver Grass.
Seeing Xiao Wu injured, he glared at Oscar with a twisted expression, silently roaring inside.
You have chosen your own death!
Tang San stopped hesitating and brazenly drew the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, aiming it at Oscar, whose golden protection had vanished.
He squeezed the trigger. Several metal bolts shot through the air, heading straight for Oscar.
Oscar didn't know what Tang San was holding, but Zhu Zhuqing did.
It was one of Tang San's Hidden Weapons!
She rushed over and brought all her Soul Power to bear, placing herself in front of Oscar.
But the Godly Zhuge Crossbow could pierce the hard shell of a Man Faced Demon Spider. How could it possibly fail to break through Zhu Zhuqing's defenses?
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