Advance, Imperial Fighting Team! (2)

Tang San and Ma Hongjun quickly swallowed Oscar's Detoxifying Sausages.

"It's just a bit of snake venom. Such a petty trick, and you dare show off before a Tang Sect disciple? You're simply showing off before an expert. Watch me break your snake venom!"

Tang San sneered at Dugu Yan, pulled two bulging waterskins from Twenty Four Bridges Moonlight Night, flung them out with both hands, and shouted, "Boss Dai, Fatty!"

Dai Mubai was pulled back by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass. He blasted a White Tiger Fierce Light Wave at the waterskins, followed closely by a Phoenix Fire Line from Ma Hongjun's sausage-like mouth.

Bang— With a deafening explosion, the two waterskins burst into a wide mist of water. The Phoenix Fire Line behind them merged into the mist, turning it into fiery vapor that covered the Purple Mist.

A strange sizzling sound arose from the red and purple fog. In the end, the Purple Mist gained the upper hand, and the red slowly faded away.

"How is that possible?!" Tang San's black eyes widened in disbelief.

As a Tang Sect disciple, Tang San had always possessed an innate sense of superiority, believing that no one on the entire Douluo Continent could surpass him in the use of poisons. Yet what happened today was completely beyond his expectations. This was the first time Tang San had suffered a setback in a field he excelled in.

After her Martial Soul evolved into the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Queen, Dugu Yan's snake venom had become ten times more potent. Naturally, it was not something Tang San could neutralize with just two bags of Realgar Wine.

After all Tang San and the others' commotion, the Purple Mist seemed to have been enraged. It spread faster and soon reached Tang San, who stood at the center. Ma Hongjun's plump body hovered in the air, his fiery red chicken wings flapping desperately behind him as he stared fearfully at the sizzling Purple Mist below.

Left with no choice, Tang San could only retreat toward the Imperial Fighting Team with Dai Mubai.

Meanwhile, at the rear of the Imperial Fighting Team, Xue Ke wore an innocent smile as she stood calmly in place, arms crossed over her chest and completely still. She watched teasingly as a cat and a rabbit, their faces flushed red, continuously attacked outside the Golden Bell Shield. The repeated clang, clang, clang sounds rang out, yet they could not break through Xue Ke's defense.

"Referee, please carry those two poisoned members at the back of the Shrek Team away for treatment first. If you wait any longer, they might die from the poison," Xue Ke called out.

Following her words, the referee carried Ning Rongrong and Oscar away from the Soul Fighting Arena. Their faces had turned purple, foam spilled from their mouths, and their eyes had rolled back.

"Damn it! Zhu Qing and I can't even get close to her! Why is her shell as hard as the Shi Family Brothers'?" Xiao Wu's eyes burned with fury, and she was frantic inside.

"Is the little rabbit getting anxious?" Xue Ke found it rather amusing as she watched Xiao Wu stomp in rage outside the Golden Bell Shield, utterly helpless.

When Xiao Wu saw Xue Ke looking at her, the corners of her lips lifted slightly. She activated her second spirit skill, Charm, and red light flickered in her eyes.

"Ah—" Xiao Wu screamed. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and she collapsed unconscious onto the Soul Fighting Arena with her eyes shut.

Xue Ke curled her lips in disdain. After absorbing the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, her spiritual power had far surpassed that of Spirit Masters at the same level. Xiao Wu's spiritual power was far inferior to Xue Ke's, and she instantly suffered a powerful backlash.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San, who was rushing toward the Imperial Fighting Team, cried out in grief at the sight. His heart hurt so much he could barely breathe, and he hurriedly pulled Xiao Wu to his side with Blue Silver Grass.

Looking at pale-faced Xiao Wu lying in his arms, Tang San felt as if his breathing was about to stop. He rapidly poured Mysterious Heaven Skill Soul Power into her body.

"Xue Ke!" Tang San gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. His ordinarily unremarkable face twisted slightly from overwhelming rage. At that moment, Tang San wished he could tear Xue Ke into eight pieces.

"Anyone who hurts Xiao Wu, I won't spare a single one!"

Tang San gently laid the unconscious Xiao Wu on the Soul Fighting Arena, then slowly straightened up. With a pfft, the purple-glowing External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances, suddenly unfurled from his back.

"Oh? Is he about to lose his temper?" Seeing Tang San's twisted face in the distance, Xue Ke could not help recalling her roommate's joke from her previous life:

When Xiao Wu was hurt, the whole arena panicked.

When Tang San got angry, the match was over.

As long as Xiao Wu was hurt badly enough, even a Titled Douluo would be crippled.

Seeing that Tang San's rage meter had already maxed out, Xue Ke stepped forward to prevent her teammates from being picked off one by one by Tang San as in the anime. She shouted at the Imperial Fighting Team members fighting the Shrek group, "Stop! Everyone, retreat behind me!"

Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Yufeng, and the Shi Family Brothers each broke away from their opponents and retreated behind Xue Ke. Ye Lingling, her face covered in black gauze, made the pink Begonia Flower in her hand shine brightly as she healed her teammates' injuries.

"What's going on?" Everyone in the audience was utterly bewildered, unable to understand what this delicate-looking silver-haired little girl intended to do next.

"Tang San, do you dare fight me? The two of us will have a fair one-on-one duel. If I lose to you, our Imperial Fighting Team will concede today. Likewise, if you lose to me, your Shrek Seven Devils Team will concede. How about it?"

Tang San's bloodshot eyes lit up, and he forced himself to calm down.

Rongrong and Oscar have already been eliminated. Xiao Wu is unconscious, and I can't break Dugu Yan's deadly poison. The Imperial Fighting Team is not only completely uninjured, but their Soul Power Levels are also higher than ours. The situation is extremely unfavorable for us. Even if Boss Dai and Zhu Qing use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, our chances of winning are still slim.

Tang San glanced at Dai Mubai and the others. Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun all nodded. Tang San's gaze returned to Xue Ke, his eyes blazing as he asked, "Can you represent the Imperial Fighting Team?"

The moment Tang San finished speaking, the Imperial Fighting Team gave him their answer. Without the slightest hesitation, they walked off the Soul Fighting Arena, while Dugu Yan casually withdrew the poisonous mist from the arena.

"Hopefully the Soul Fighting Arena will be all right." From below the stage, Dugu Yan blinked her jade-green eyes at Xue Ke and gave her an encouraging look.

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun also carried the unconscious Xiao Wu off the Soul Fighting Arena.

I have peerless hidden weapons. My Dragon Whisker Needle can even pierce Teacher Zhao Wuji's defenses. Breaking her strange golden barrier won't be a problem at all, and I can catch her off guard.

Although she possesses strange powers, I have the Eight Spider Lances too. If she dares block them directly with her hands, I'll let her taste the agony of poisoning and avenge Xiao Wu.

Besides, I have the Purple Demon Eye. Her strange movement technique will have nowhere to hide before me.

Xue Ke is an empire's Princess, raised in luxury since childhood. Her actual combat experience definitely can't compare to mine.

Furthermore, she's arrogant and conceited, always acting as though no one else matters. I, on the other hand, have always maintained the traditional virtue of humility and caution. In that regard, she is inferior to me as well.

I also possess a second Martial Soul. Even the Man Faced Demon Spider was smashed to pieces by that hammer. She's just a swan—what does she have to compare with me?

The more Tang San thought about it, the more he felt that the advantage was his. Looking at the frail little Xue Ke in the distance, he felt that victory was already within his grasp.

Xue Ke's lively eyes spun as she said to Tang San in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Third Brother~ Can you be a little gentler later? I'm really scared of pain!"

Tang San sneered, unmoved.

There will always be only Xiao Wu in my heart!