Taking Zhu Zhuqing In

"Such low emotional value? It seems this incident won't have much of an humiliating effect on them anymore. Let's think about how to put on a bigger show later."

Seeing that his emotional value was only a tiny bit, Ye Qinghe clicked his tongue inwardly and casually tossed the old rabbit to Tang San. Then he said to the rest of the Imperial Fighting Team, "You guys can go down now."

Zhu Zhuqing, the Shi Brothers, and the others nodded and turned to leave the central Soul Fighting Arena.

Tang San caught Xiao Wu without saying a word, but simply carried her slowly to Flender, Zhao Wuji Yu Xiaogang.

"Little San, you..." Yu Xiaogang took Xiao Wu from Tang San's hands, wanting to tell Tang San to admit defeat, but his desire for fame made him swallow his words.

"Teacher, please take care of Xiao Wu for me for now." Tang San finished speaking, then turned around, his eyes bloodshot, panting heavily as he looked at Ye Qinghe, "I'm going to kill you."

Ye Qinghe chuckled teasingly, "Don't be too arrogant, or you'll only appear weak."

"Whether you're arrogant or not, you'll find out soon enough. You just defeated my companion, that must have been your true strength, but how much of my true strength have you actually seen?" Tang San sneered, his face full of pride.

Next, he will use Tang Sect Hidden Weapons to teach Ye Qinghe what it means to regret his past actions.

Ye Qinghe smiled and said nothing more, just quietly watching Tang San.

Tang San frowned slightly, activated his Purple Demon Eye, and his eight spider legs moved rapidly, creating a series of purple phantoms in the air. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Ye Qinghe. The four Spider Spear behind him supported him on the ground, while the four in front of Spider Spear carried a deadly poison and sharp energy, pointing directly at Ye Qinghe's heart, throat, and other vital parts.

If this attack landed, Ye Qinghe would definitely be dead.

Bibi Dong, watching from below the Soul Fighting Arena, glanced at Tang San with her dark red eyes, a chilling glint flashing within them.

"Not bad poise, but a pity your strength is lacking." Facing Tang San's Eight Spider Lances, Ye Qinghe did not show any panic. He left behind a contemptuous remark and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Tang San's Eight Spider Lances missed their mark.

"Ye Qinghe, I can now see your speed clearly. Don't even think about running."

Tang San turned his head to the right, the Eight Spider Lances behind him pulsating rapidly as he chased after Ye Qinghe once more.

Ye Qinghe calmly dodged the Eight Spider Lances ' thrusts, retreating while taunting in an extremely relaxed tone, "External Soul Bone, I didn't expect you to have such a good thing. It's a pity you're too foolish to bring it out before it's fully fused. With so many people watching, you should pray that your Titled Douluo father stays by your side, otherwise you can expect to be killed and have your bone stolen."

"Shut up." Tang San's face immediately turned extremely gloomy. He did not expect that his External Soul Bone would be recognized by the other party. You should know that even Vice Dean Zhao Wuji and Dean Flender and other Shrek teachers did not recognize it. In the end, it was his teacher Yu Xiaogang who recognized it.

What has this guy done to deserve this...?

"Let me guess, this is probably another idea from your liar teacher... You really have a good teacher. To gain fame, he not only let a Plant-type Martial Soul absorb a poison-attribute Soul Ring, but he also made you expose your External Soul Bone, which is no less precious than Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, in front of everyone..." Ye Qinghe continued to sow discord among Tang San.

"Shut up!" Tang San roared, his third Soul Ring lighting up. He threw out a ball of light, which transformed into a giant spider web that covered Tang San, but was torn apart by several light blades casually released by Ye Qinghe!

Seeing that his third Soul Skill, Spider Web Restraint, was ineffective against Ye Qinghe, he quietly grasped the two Godly Zhuge Crossbow with both hands. However, before he could activate them, he felt his hands suddenly empty. The Godly Zhuge Crossbow had vanished.

Looking again at Ye Qinghe's hands, two Godly Zhuge Crossbow exactly like his own had appeared out of nowhere.

Ye Qinghe was very familiar with this thing; he just hadn't bothered to manufacture it. "What kind of low-class junk is this?"

"Damn it, give it back!" Tang San was both shocked and furious to see that his Godly Zhuge Crossbow had been stolen.

[Tang San's resentment +188888]

[Tang San's resentment +288888]

"I can give it back to you, but I have to test its power first." With that, Ye Qinghe pretended to examine it for a moment, then pointed it at Tang San.

Tang San was instantly shocked, knowing that the Godly Zhuge Crossbow was powerful enough to kill most Soul Master below level 40.

The next moment, with a click, Ye Qinghe activated one of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, and more than a dozen bolts shot out, covering Tang San.

Strangely, the crossbow bolts gleamed with a chilling purple light, clearly indicating they were coated with potent poison.

"Not good..." Tang San dared not be careless in the slightest. His eight spider legs moved rapidly, narrowly dodging the first wave of crossbow bolts.

But before he could even catch his breath, a second volley of crossbow bolts came from behind him, accompanied by Ye Qinghe's voice, "Where are you looking?"

"Damn it." Tang San couldn't dodge in time and could only reach for his storage belt, Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon, with both hands.

His hands moved like a series of Hidden Weapon, unleashing a barrage of hidden weapons, including steel needles and throwing knives, which he narrowly deflected the crossbow bolts.

But no sooner had one problem subsided than another arose.

Ye Qinghe flashed to Tang San's right and fired a volley of crossbow bolts...

Below the Soul Fighting Arena, Qin Ming had already stepped out of the private box and, along with everyone else in the arena, stared in astonishment at Ye Qinghe, who was moving at high speed, wielding Tang San's weapon, and toying with him.

Flying in mid-air, Doudou, holding a cone-shaped megaphone, exclaimed in astonishment, "The difference is just too great..."

"Stop! Imperial Fighting Team concedes defeat..." Qin Ming looked at Tang San, who was in imminent danger Dai Mubai, Yu Tianheng, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Ning Rongrong, who were lying scattered on the ground. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan and hurriedly tried to concede defeat.

This is to end the game.

However, Doudou ignored him and simply said, "Excuse me, sir, before the start of the competition, the members of the Imperial Fighting Team dismissed you from your position as team leader. The team leader is now this lady next to you."

As she spoke, she looked at Dugu Yan.

Qin Ming hurriedly looked at Dugu Yan, "Yan Yan, stop the match immediately, otherwise someone will die."

"Get lost," Dugu Yan retorted indifferently.

Bibi Dong looked at Qin Ming as if he were a dead man.

The rest of the Imperial Fighting Team also loathed Qin Ming to the extreme. They snorted coldly and didn't even glance at him again, while secretly feeling a chill of fear. Fortunately, their captain had acted alone and prevented them from going up against the strange weapon. Otherwise, apart from the Shi Brothers, who were defensive-type Soul Master, the rest of them would have been riddled with holes if they hadn't been careful.

Despite their opponent possessing such a trump card, Qin Ming still instructed them to hold back, intending to limit their strength.

Now they're even trying to force them to admit defeat by using the team leader's name. Are Shrek students so precious that they deserve to die?

Seeing that his words had no effect, Qin Ming could only send a telepathic message to Zhao Wuji and Flender, "Dean Flender, Vice Dean Zhao Wuji, hurry up and admit defeat, or Junior Brother Tang San will die."

Zhao Wuji and Flender nodded to each other, realizing that Tang San was at his last gasp.

Zhao Wuji kindly advised, "Grandmaster, you should quickly admit defeat. Otherwise, Tang San will only suffer unnecessary injuries and delay the Little Monster ' treatment time. Their injuries can't be delayed any longer."

However, Yu Xiaogang is only a level 29 Soul Grandmaster. He can be a wise man after the event, but when it comes to this kind of high-speed battle, he is completely blind.

Seeing Zhao Wuji urging him to admit defeat, Yu Xiaogang's stiff expression instantly darkened, and he immediately snorted coldly, "Hmph, Xiao San hasn't admitted defeat yet. He was just carelessly robbed of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow by that despicable and shameless guy Ye Qinghe. It's still uncertain who will win or lose. If you keep saying things like that, I'll take Xiao San and Tian Heng and leave Shrek."

"You..." Zhao Wuji had never seen anyone so ungrateful. Hearing this, he was first taken aback, then raised his eyebrows.

He didn't have much affection for this guy. A mere level 29 boar Soul Master, a notorious fraudster in the Soul Master World, he not only prevented Tang San from growing up, but also caused all the Little Monster in Shrek Academy, except for Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, to turn into centipedes.

They even spend all day pointing fingers at him, this Soul Saint.

It was only because Flender protected him that he did this; otherwise, given his temper from his time as Immovable Wisdom King, he would have slapped him into mincemeat long ago.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's displeasure, Flender quickly stepped forward to comfort him, patting his shoulder lightly and whispering, "Old Zhao, Xiao Gang is just too eager for victory. Don't worry too much about it. Think more about the betting. Don't forget, this time, we all bet on the opposing Imperial Fighting Team to win."

"Hmph, I'm giving you face this time." Thinking of the bet, Zhao Wuji's mood instantly improved.

Unlike Yu Xiaogang's assumptions, Zhao Wuji and Flender both believed that even if Tang San had Hidden Weapon and the Eight Spider Lances, his chances of winning were slim, and they quickly put pressure on the opposing Imperial Fighting Team.

In fact, that is indeed the case.

In the entire central Soul Fighting Arena, besides Bibi Dong, Flender, and Zhao Wuji, only Qin Ming, the Soul Emperor, could barely see Ye Qinghe's speed. Everyone else was dazzled by the sight, let alone Tang San.

At this moment, the only reason I've been able to hold on until now is because of my instinctive understanding of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.

If Ye Qinghe simply stood still and fired the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, Tang San was confident he could intercept it with Hidden Weapon.

However, Ye Qinghe's location was unpredictable.

It's impossible to lock it.

Tang San could only barely locate the target by the sound of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow being fired.

As the arrows continued to fall, Tang San was able to block fewer and fewer of them. Before long, he had seven or eight cuts on his body. His left leg and right shoulder were even pierced by a crossbow bolt each.

Fortunately, the Eight Spider Lances could absorb toxins; otherwise, the poison on the Godly Zhuge Crossbow alone would have killed him.

At this moment, Tang San's Hidden Weapon and the bolts in the two Godly Zhuge Crossbow were all used up.

"Damn it, if only I had forged more Hidden Weapon over the years..."

While the Eight Spider Lances could remove the poison from his body, they couldn't cure his injuries. Tang San, severely wounded, collapsed to the ground with a thud. He couldn't help but regret why he had listened to his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, and stopped working at the blacksmith shop, which resulted in his body not only failing to grow but also failing to forge many Hidden Weapon.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have lost the match because they didn't have enough Hidden Weapon to block Ye Qinghe's crossbow bolts.