A Match-Ending Kick [Please Collect]

Zhang Yang transformed into a flash of light and vanished into his own formation. In just an instant, he crossed nearly fifty meters, becoming a bayonet that plunged straight into the Imperial Fighting Team's vital point.

The Shi Brothers only saw a Yellow Light streak past their eyes. It was so fast that neither of them had time to react.

Ye Lingling, positioned at the very rear of the Imperial Fighting Team and protected by the Shi Brothers, had never imagined that an enemy could break through her teammates' defenses and appear before her.

Zhang Yang smiled at Ye Lingling. Without another word, he gathered Soul Power and kicked her directly in the abdomen.

"Bang!"

Ye Lingling was sent flying cleanly backward, more than ten meters from the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform.

"No!"

The Shi Brothers turned around, unable to believe what they were seeing.

After delivering that kick, Zhang Yang turned back without looking to see how Ye Lingling had fared. Instead, he flashed the Shi Brothers a brilliant smile, his neat white teeth practically gleaming.

Ye Lingling was only a Support System Soul Master. She had no way to withstand Zhang Yang's Soul Power-infused kick. Being knocked out of the arena and eliminated was her only fate.

Sure enough, Doudou's voice rang throughout the main Soul Fighting Arena from midair.

"Out of bounds!!!"

"Shrek Team's Yellow Flash has charged alone into the heart of the Imperial Fighting Team and kicked their support Soul Master, Ye Lingling, off the Soul Fighting Platform, eliminating her directly!"

The Soul Fighting Platform fell deathly silent.

None of the Imperial Fighting Team's other Soul Masters had expected Ye Lingling, the Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master and their team's greatest safeguard, to be kicked out of the arena and eliminated outright.

Meanwhile, Tang San and the others in the Shrek camp all smiled in unison at the success of their plan.

With praise from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master, how could Tang San and the others possibly fail to take this Support System Soul Master seriously?

Tang San had devised an extremely complicated plan for Ye Lingling.

The plan was so complex that even using Yu Tianheng's pride to lure him into advancing alone, then surrounding him with all their combat strength, was only one link in the chain.

Only through the plan's exquisite complexity, with every step tightly interlocked, had Zhang Yang been able to successfully eliminate Ye Lingling with a single kick.

"Bang!"

Yu Tianheng, whom Dai Mubai had sent flying back toward the Imperial Fighting Team with a palm strike, only came to a stop after crashing into the Shi Brothers' turtle shells. Blood spattered from wounds across his body, and blood sprayed from his mouth, staining both his white clothes and the Soul Fighting Platform beneath him red.

Watching his nephew be set up by his own disciple and suffer such severe injuries, Master's cheek twitched involuntarily in the viewing room.

"Xiao Gang..."

Seeing Master like this, Flender felt somewhat worried.

"Flender, I'm fine." Master shook his head.

Master was a reasonable man. Yu Tianheng's serious injuries this time could only be blamed on him being burdened by the pride of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, daring to charge alone into enemy lines. He had planted the cause himself, so naturally he had to bear the bitter fruit.

"Bastards, I'll kill you!"

Yu Tianheng's grave injuries undoubtedly enraged the Imperial Fighting Team completely. Especially Vice Captain Dugu Yan—Yu Tianheng's confidante—who watched her man get surrounded and severely wounded by the enemy while she was too late to rescue him. The pain of that feeling was indescribable.

At this point, Dugu Yan, a Descendant of Nuwa, disregarded Qin Ming's prior instructions. Amid a sharp cry, her Thousand-Year Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

Her originally emerald-green eyes turned completely purple. Even the emerald scales on her snake tail became covered in a faint violet glow. Opening her mouth, she expelled a dense cloud of purple mist that rapidly spread through the air, surging toward Shrek Team.

At the same time, Zhang Yang, deep within the Imperial Fighting Team's formation and outside the range of Dugu Yan's Poison Mist, was about to face the joint assault of the Black Panther Soul Master, the Wind Bell Bird Soul Master, and the Shi Brothers—a total of four opponents.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Yang, whom the Imperial Fighting Team had been guarding against, activated Golden Flash Mode. His figure flickered repeatedly through the Imperial Fighting Team's formation as Rankyaku rained down upon the four people besieging him as if it cost nothing.

Of course, when facing four attackers, Zhang Yang had an even better option: attack what the enemy had to save. He could have given the nearly dead Yu Tianheng a few more kicks and guaranteed that this bunch would have no thoughts left for anything else.

But Zhang Yang did not do that. It was not because Yu Tianheng was Master's nephew, but because such a move was simply too low and beneath his dignity.

While Zhang Yang held back the other side's four combatants as if he were leading fools around by the nose, Tang San, on the other side, used ignited Realgar Wine to neutralize Dugu Yan's Jade Phosphor Snake Poison.

Although Ma Hongjun, who could breathe Evil Fire, was not present to help ignite the Realgar Wine, how could Tang San, a living man, let himself be stumped by such a trivial issue? The liquor scattered through the sky was rapidly ignited, turning into fiery mist that neutralized Dugu Yan's Jade Phosphor Snake Poison.

"No, that's impossible. How could you break my Jade Phosphor Purple Poison?" Dugu Yan stared blankly at Tang San across from her, her eyes filled with disbelief.

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It was not just her. The other members of the Imperial Fighting Team also looked as though they had witnessed something utterly unimaginable.

Tang San said calmly, "The Jade Phosphor Snake Poison is nothing more than a petty trick. If all five Jade Phosphor Poisons were present, perhaps I would pay a little attention. Your Jade Phosphor Snake Poison is still far from mature."

Dugu Yan, who was holding Yu Tianheng in her arms, was left speechless by Tang San's words.

At that moment, Zhang Yang, who had been running circles through the Imperial Fighting Team's formation, suddenly spoke. "I really didn't expect this. Yu Tianheng is about to die at the hands of his own people. What a pity for such a genius youth."

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Dugu Yan snapped awake as if she had been electrocuted. She hurriedly lowered her head to look at Yu Tianheng in her arms. Sure enough, Yu Tianheng's condition was growing worse by the moment.

"Bullshit! The Captain was injured because you surrounded him!" the Wind Bell Bird Soul Master roared at Zhang Yang.

"When Soul Masters fight, injuries are unavoidable. But you people have time to stand around in a daze and trade insults with me instead of sending him for treatment. It seems... you truly don't intend to let him walk off this Soul Fighting Platform alive." Zhang Yang spoke mockingly from the side.

After being attacked in succession by Dai Mubai, Zhang Yang, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Qing, Yu Tianheng was already gravely injured and no longer had the strength to fight. If he did not receive treatment soon, his life could even be in danger.

Every word Zhang Yang said was like a sharp dagger. Not only had he stabbed the Imperial Fighting Team once, but he had twisted the blade before pulling it back out.

Dugu Yan dispelled her Martial Soul state, picked up the severely injured Yu Tianheng, and gave Zhang Yang a cold look. Her red lips parted, but her voice was chillingly cold. "We surrender."

"That won't be necessary. Hand Yu Tianheng over to the Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master below, and the battle can continue."

"Hmph, a loss is a loss. Our Imperial Fighting Team can afford to lose. Let's go!" Unwilling to waste any more words on Zhang Yang, Dugu Yan carried Yu Tianheng and turned toward the area beneath the stage.

The host, Doudou, promptly announced the result from above. "The Imperial Fighting Team concedes! I declare the Shrek Team victorious!"

With the match settled, everyone put away their Martial Souls. After receiving treatment from the Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master, Yu Tianheng had already regained consciousness. Though he was still extremely weak, his body was no longer in serious condition.

Seeing this, the Shrek group felt immensely relieved. "Yu Tianheng was injured so badly, yet he can stand again in the blink of an eye. The Nine Heart Begonia really is terrifying. Good thing we eliminated her right away, or this battle would have been difficult."

Following the rules of a team battle, the two teams gathered together once more.

Yu Tianheng was still extremely weak and even needed his teammates' support to stand steadily. Yet despite such severe injuries, his attitude remained commendable. "Your coordination was unlike anything I've ever seen, and your plan was exceptionally ingenious. I did not lose unfairly."

Dai Mubai answered frankly, "That's right. If our plan hadn't been so precise, and if you hadn't been so arrogant, it would have been impossible to say who would emerge victorious in this soul battle."

"Arrogant..." Yu Tianheng sighed inwardly, then nodded to Dai Mubai. "I hope we will have another chance to fight. When that day comes, the result certainly won't be like today."

Their gazes collided once more, sparking a string of invisible flames. Yu Tianheng took a deep breath before speaking to the Black Panther Soul Master Osler, who was supporting him, and the rest of his teammates. "Let's go."

With somewhat unsteady steps, Yu Tianheng slowly headed toward the Soul Master entrance alongside his teammates. Dugu Yan, the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Soul Master, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the ordinary-looking Tang San. "You can break my snake poison, so I can't let this matter end today. Just you wait."

Tang San looked calmly at his opponent and replied indifferently, "I'll be waiting anytime."

Ye Lingling, the Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master, also turned back with Dugu Yan. She gave Zhang Yang a long, deep look, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Amid the cheers of the Shrek group, the departing figures of the Imperial Fighting Team appeared somewhat lonely.

Qin Ming had remained at the entrance passage, waiting for his disciples to approach one by one. There was no displeasure on his face; instead, he wore a faint smile. In his view, this might actually be a very good outcome.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Qin. We lost." Yu Tianheng stopped before Qin Ming and lowered his head, which had always been held so proudly.

Qin Ming said nothing. He merely looked quietly at him. Yu Tianheng could be called his most outstanding disciple, as well as his pride.

Yu Tianheng continued, "The responsibility for today's defeat lies entirely with me. I failed in my command, advanced alone, and fell into the enemy's ambush. If you wish to punish someone, punish me."

Everyone wanted to say something, but Qin Ming stopped them with a raised hand. "Though this was a defeat for you, it is also a good thing," Qin Ming said with a smile.

"Everything you have experienced until now has gone far too smoothly. That is why you needed a defeat. Failure itself is not frightening. What is frightening is being unable to learn a lesson from failure."

Qin Ming's gaze swept across them all. "Learn from this defeat. Turn the experience into nourishment for your growth, and grow through this failure."

"Grow through this failure." The members of the Imperial Fighting Team repeated Qin Ming's words.

Qin Ming waved his hand. "Go back and rest. Recover as soon as possible. I still need to meet a few people."

With that, Qin Ming turned and strode away.

In stark contrast to the gloom on the Imperial Fighting Team's side, when the Shrek Seven Devils arrived before Master, Flender, and Zhao Wuji amid the audience's applause, their eyes were filled with irrepressible excitement.

Master and Tang San exchanged a glance. In Master's eyes, Tang San saw satisfaction. To Tang San, receiving his Teacher's approval was more important than the audience's applause.

Master did not spare his praise. "Very good. You won. Through a meticulous plan, you defeated your opponents. Consider today's team soul battle the examination for the second stage of your trial. You have all passed my test with outstanding results."

Flender beside him was also smiling broadly.

Shrek Academy could be said to be his persistence, the thing he had held onto all these years. And now, at last, he had welcomed the most outstanding group of students in Shrek Academy's history.

He believed that within twenty years, these children before him would bring a storm upon the entire Soul Master world of Douluo Continent—a true storm.

Just then, someone slowly approached. Before the man arrived, his voice came first. "Disciple Qin Ming pays respects to Dean Flender and Vice Dean Zhao Wuji. Have you both been well lately?"