I'll Let You Use One Hand

"Tang San, are you ready?"

Shrek Academy's Soul Fighting Arena!

A muscular young man with well-developed limbs and bulging muscles stood with his arms crossed, staring at Tang San across from him.

"Tailong, I respect you as a senior, so I'll give you one more chance to choose. Do you really want to fight?"

After recuperating for a week, Tang San had fully recovered.

On the first day of class today, he had clashed with Tailong over Xiao Wu.

Tang San had already been holding back a bellyful of anger over what had happened at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes not long ago.

Now that someone had volunteered to come get beaten up, he naturally would not let the chance slip by.

The two had already fought once in the classroom.

Tang San had put on quite a show and won over a whole crowd of little fangirls.

Who would have thought Tailong would refuse to accept it and propose another match without using martial souls, relying purely on their fleshly bodies?

That was how the two ended up competing in the Soul Fighting Arena after class.

"Cut the crap. If you're a man, fight! Stop acting like an old woman!"

"Fine! As you wish!"

Leaning forward, Tang San shot out like an arrow at the sound of the start.

Tailong was not about to be outdone either, swinging his fist as he charged forward.

Tailong, who possessed the Vigorous Gorilla martial soul, had always had an exceptionally powerful fleshly body.

Facing Tang San, who looked so frail, he was naturally brimming with confidence.

He threw a punch straight at Tang San's face.

"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"

Shh~

Dodging the punch with a sidestep, Tang San's palm turned icy white.

Mysterious Jade Hand!

Slap!

His palm struck Tailong's waist, with outstanding results.

"Again!"

Having suffered a loss in their very first exchange, Tailong naturally refused to accept it.

Bang!

He stomped the ground, power erupting from beneath his foot.

Both fists shot out as he charged again.

Tang San did not meet him head-on. Relying on Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he swiftly evaded Tailong's attacks.

Then, with a sweeping kick, Tailong lost his balance and crashed down flat on his face.

Tang San swiftly seized Tailong and twisted both arms behind his back.

"Do you submit?"

"No!"

Tailong gritted his teeth and angrily shouted, "If you've got the guts, come again!"

"Fine! As you wish!"

Tang San released Tailong and stepped back.

The two faced each other once more and began their second round.

Without any surprises, Tang San relied on Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and attacked only Tailong's lower body. Victory came as easily as taking something from his pocket.

"Again! Again!"

Tailong held his breath and fought again, lost again, then fought again after losing.

"Is Tailong a turtle or something? He can really take a beating!"

"Wow~ Tang San is so handsome! I love him so much!"

"Tailong is so shameless! A loss is a loss, yet he keeps pestering my darling. Go, Tang San!"

"If I could be his girlfriend, I'd become the happiest woman in the world."

With the little fangirls cheering him on, Tang San fought more fiercely with every round.

Xiao Wu, however, frowned tightly below the stage, committing each of those cheering girls to memory.

Bang!

Tailong fell onto the Soul Fighting Arena, his face already bruised and swollen.

"Do you submit now?"

"No!"

"Hmph~ Still talking tough!"

Just as Tang San was about to release Tailong for another match—

A familiar energy fluctuation suddenly came from afar.

Tang San's entire body trembled, and the fear hidden deep in his heart surged into his mind.

"How is that possible?"

"Didn't Teacher say he was already dead?"

"No, I have to go take a look!"

Tang San released Tailong and was about to leave.

"Tang San, don't run! Take my punch!"

Tailong suddenly scrambled to his feet, his huge palm smashing toward Tang San.

"Get lost!"

He evaded with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, then activated Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon and suppressed Tailong once again.

Worried that Tailong would ruin things, Tang San directly dislocated all four of his joints, leaving him lying on the ground without another thought.

"Third Brother, what's wrong with him?"

Tang San's sudden departure left the other six of the Shrek Seven Devils utterly confused.

"Let's follow him and see!"

The six immediately set off, following Tang San's trail.

Inside the Dean's Office, Flender was settling accounts.

His eyes were narrowed into slits, and those cold figures all looked like glittering Soul Coins in his eyes.

"Hm?"

The sudden spiritual energy fluctuation made Flender's expression change drastically.

The pen in his hand fell beneath the desk, while he had already rushed out of the Dean's Office.

"Boss Flender, you sensed it too?"

The moment he stepped outside, he ran into Liu Erlong.

"That's right. You sensed it too, Erlong? Where's Xiaogang?"

"He already rushed out. I thought I was imagining things!"

Liu Erlong's face changed dramatically. The two did not linger and immediately set off.

"How could this be? Could it be that he escaped from the hands of the Clear Sky Douluo that day?"

"It's still unknown. Let's first see what exactly he intends to do!"

The sudden spiritual energy fluctuation had not only alerted Shrek, but also some powerful figures within Heaven Dou City.

At Heaven Dou Royal Academy, the three Soul Douluo members of the Education Committee had been working when they suddenly exchanged glances.

"What a strange energy fluctuation. Why would it appear in Heaven Dou City?"

The first to speak was Meng Shenji, chief of the Education Committee.

"Could Spirit Hall be up to something?"

Bai Baoshan looked grave. In recent years, Spirit Hall had become increasingly brazen, stirring up trouble in Heaven Dou City from time to time.

"That's highly possible. Spirit Hall's wolfish ambitions are known to all. The source of the energy fluctuation seems to be Shrek Academy."

"Zhi Lin, enter the palace at once and report this matter to His Majesty. Baoshan, remain at the academy. I'll go take a look!"

Before his words had even faded, Meng Shenji had already vanished.

Within Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, inside a Quiet Room.

A young girl with waist-length golden hair was cultivating with her eyes closed.

A dazzling and dense sacred aura filled the air. Bathed in holy light, the woman was as beautiful as an Angel.

"Young Master, a strange energy fluctuation has suddenly appeared in Heaven Dou City."

The young girl opened her eyes at the sound. As the radiance receded, she silently activated a soul skill.

Once the light dispersed, she transformed into a man dressed in magnificent robes.

"Go investigate. Do not expose yourself!"

"Yes!"

Heaven Dou City's Martial Soul Holy Temple!

An elderly man wore a red robe and a Five-Pointed Platinum Crown.

This man was Salas, Platinum Bishop of Spirit Hall and master of Heaven Dou City's Martial Soul Holy Temple.

"What an eerie energy fluctuation. I've never encountered anything like it in all my years of cultivation. Let's go have a look!"

Curious, Salas immediately took action, calling several Soul Saints to leave the Martial Soul Holy Temple with him.

At the same time, disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who had been secretly watching Ning Rongrong swiftly sent word back, informing them of the developments on Shrek's side.

Shrek Academy.

After two students died miserably and turned into a cloud of blood mist, Zhao Wuji's fury had reached its peak.

His scarlet eyes were blood red as he vented all his anger directly on Shen Tianyu.

"Give me your life!"

With an explosive roar, seven Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

The seventh Soul Ring immediately lit up, and Zhao Wuji's body swelled in size.

"Seventh Soul Skill—Martial Soul Avatar!"

A thick layer of brown fur instantly covered his entire body.

His height shot up to two and a half meters in an instant, and both hands transformed into Bear Paws.

His aura surged. With only a light stomp, the ground trembled.

Shen Tianyu raised his brows, holding an Explosive Fire Roasted Chicken in his left hand.

He tore off a large bite, chewing it slowly and savoring the taste.

"A level 76 attack-type Battle Soul Saint, the continent-famous Immovable Bright King. You're really making my hands itch!"

He extended his Right Hand and crooked a finger at Zhao Wuji.

"I'll let you use one hand! If you can withstand one punch from me, I'll leave immediately without another word. Otherwise, you can only die!"

Zhao Wuji froze, finding those words strangely familiar.

His thoughts raced back to the night Tang San enrolled, when Tang Hao had beaten him into a pig-headed mess.

His expression immediately darkened with anger, and Zhao Wuji angrily shouted.

"Damn it, do you think you're His Highness Clear Sky?!"