Complete Victory, Tang San's Dao Heart Shattered!

"Can a Self-Created Soul Skill be copied?"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up.

"I'm fairly confident about that technique and footwork!"

Bai Lu said with certainty, "As long as we have enough recordings, I can simulate them through the Mental Space. Figuring them out will only be a matter of time!"

"Alright! I understand!"

The young girl's tone grew more serious. Beyond coldness, her gaze toward Tang San now held a trace of fervor.

In the previous exchange, his footwork and techniques had left a deep impression on her.

His footwork made him move like a phantom. Even at full speed, he was not much slower than her normal speed at level thirty.

His technique was even stranger. He had actually diverted her left fist after she absorbed the Great Strength Diamond Palm.

If she could learn it, she did not dare imagine how powerful she would become!

"Damn it, how could there be such a powerful Soul Elder?!"

Across from her, Tang San felt utterly miserable when he saw the Spider Web Bind get shattered so easily.

He and his companions had spent more than ten days searching the Star Dou Great Forest before finally obtaining this Soul Skill.

Yet in its first battle, it had been effortlessly torn apart by an opponent who had not even used a Soul Skill.

It was practically trampling all his efforts into the dirt!

"Brother! You can do it!"

At that moment, Xiao Wu's shout from outside the arena gave Tang San a jolt of spirit!

"Right! I promised Xiao Wu that I would win this fight!"

Tang San let out a breath, and light bloomed in his eyes once more.

"Blue Silver... Bind!"

His Soul Ring flashed, and every scrap of Blue Silver Grass across the arena suddenly soared.

Like a tidal wave formed from countless tentacles, they surged madly toward Zhu Zhuqing!

Standing amid them, Zhu Zhuqing showed no fear whatsoever.

"Hell Hundred Claws!"

The second Soul Ring beneath her feet lit up brightly. Her claws danced like a storm, blooming like fireworks.

Claws filled the sky, tearing through the Blue Silver tide without restraint.

In an instant, all the attacking Blue Silver Grass turned back into grass clippings and drifted down with the wind.

"What?!"

Tang San's expression changed drastically.

Was the full force of his Blue Silver Grass control really this vulnerable?

But Zhu Zhuqing had no intention of considering his feelings.

"Hell Stab!"

Amid the falling grass clippings, Zhu Zhuqing stomped down and lunged like a leopard, accelerating toward Tang San in an instant.

She raised both claws, and their sharp tips pierced forward, wrapped in Hell Power!

Swish!

The sharp claws tore through the air and struck toward Tang San's face with an attack that seemed capable of breaking anything.

"Mysterious Jade Hand!"

At the critical moment, Tang San ultimately chose the Tang Sect's secret technique he trusted most.

He activated the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. While dodging backward, his hands turned jade-like in the blink of an eye and slammed hard toward Zhu Zhuqing's wrists.

Bang!

Zhu Zhuqing's cat claws trembled, but their momentum did not lessen as they continued stabbing toward Tang San.

The Mysterious Jade Hand had failed to move them!

"What?!"

Though horrified, Tang San immediately changed tactics. He fiercely drew with Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, barely managing to pull the Hell Stab aside.

Before he could relax, Zhu Zhuqing's other cat claw had already silently thrust out.

"Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!"

Tang San hurriedly repeated the same move, pulling her attack aside a second time.

"Hmph."

Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly.

Her claws flashed like lightning, stabbing and slashing in a frenzied barrage.

"Purple Demon Eye!"

Purple light lit up Tang San's eyes. His dynamic vision surged instantly, allowing him to take in every attack.

His footwork was unpredictable, and each time, he narrowly evaded a fatal strike at the last possible moment.

But Zhu Zhuqing's assault was like a raging tempest, leaving him no chance to catch his breath.

The battle continued, and every audience member watched with rapt attention.

They feared missing even the smallest detail that might determine victory or defeat.

"How could... how could this person be so strong?!"

Xiao Wu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

After spending so many years with Tang San, she had never seen him in such a bedraggled state during battle.

The fight had gone on for so long, yet his opponent had not even used her Third Soul Ring and had already forced him into such dire straits!

Just then, the battle suddenly took a new turn.

"Hell Hundred Claws!"

As Zhu Zhuqing's second Soul Ring lit up,

claw shadows filled the sky and fell like rain, each carrying fierce Killing Intent as they blanketed Tang San.

Swish, swish, swish!

"Spider Web Bind!"

Tang San threw out a massive spider web, trying to block some of the attacks. Then he pushed the Purple Demon Eye and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to their limits to evade.

All for the sake of finding a sliver of survival amid the claw shadows.

He also tried to construct a defense with Blue Silver Grass, but the tough grass was like paper before the claw shadows, shattering on contact.

"Damn it! How could she be this strong..."

Tang San's heart was filled with unwillingness.

He had always thought highly of himself, believing he stood at the peak among those of the same level and that challenging those above his level was no difficult task.

Yet before Zhu Zhuqing, he felt powerless—her speed was too fast, her strength too great, and her combat awareness was no worse than his!

He possessed countless techniques, yet none could bridge the gap between them.

What he found even harder to accept was that Zhu Zhuqing had used only two Soul Skills to force him into this state.

While he had nearly exhausted every ability he possessed!

The Clear Sky Hammer—she was too close, and her speed was too fast. He could not use it for a sneak attack!

His Soul Power was nearly depleted, and his Spiritual Power was being consumed rapidly.

He was almost at the end of his rope!

"This can't go on..."

A trace of struggle flashed through Tang San's eyes as his hand instinctively reached for his belt.

Inside Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night were quite a few Hidden Weapons he had forged before!

If he used them, he might still seize a final chance to turn defeat into victory!

Swish!

But at that moment, a cold Killing Intent locked onto him.

It came from Zhu Zhuqing's gaze.

Behind her mask, those soul-stealing Cat Eyes were staring coldly at his hand.

As if asking him—what are you trying to do?

Tang San's movement froze instantly.

He had a feeling that if he truly used his Hidden Weapons, the consequences might be unbearable.

"I..."

Tang San gritted his teeth, but ultimately lowered his hand.

And in that instant of distraction, Zhu Zhuqing seized the opening.

"Hell Stab!"

The young girl transformed into a black shadow and appeared before Tang San in an instant.

Her cat claw rested against his throat. Its sharp tip pierced his skin, and drops of blood slowly trickled down.

With just a little more force, she could take his life—and send Tang San's head and body on separate paths!

The victor had been decided!

The entire field fell silent.

The referee stood stunned for two seconds before loudly announcing:

"The winner—War Soul Elder, Xiao Yue!"

"Wow!!!"

The Audience Seats erupted with enthusiastic cheers.

"Damn! That was so worth it! I actually got to see such an incredible Soul Elder battle."

"That Female Soul Master is so strong. I feel like she's even fiercer than a Soul Ancestor!"

"If I could Soul Duel her, even if I lost the match and let her stomp me beneath her feet and trample me hard, I'd still be willing!"

"Why would she reward you?"

People could not help discussing it in private.

But as the conversation went on, the topic accidentally drifted elsewhere.

People's joys and sorrows were never the same.

In contrast to the excitement outside the arena, the Soul Arena Stage was exceptionally bleak.

"I... lost..."

Tang San stood there blankly, his face ashen.

He had lost.

Lost completely and utterly.

His Soul Power was exhausted, his Spiritual Power was at its limit, and he had used every Soul Skill!

The only two trump cards he had not used—the Hidden Weapons and the Clear Sky Hammer—were not unused because he did not want to use them. He simply could not use them at all!

A sense of helplessness welled up within him.

After the referee announced the result, Zhu Zhuqing released her Martial Soul Possession.

She turned around and left the Soul Arena Stage without looking back.

From beginning to end, she did not say a single word.