Mental Suggestion, Comatose Tang San

Facing Tang San's killing intent-filled gaze, Jiang Yi remained utterly fearless and instead stared coldly at him.

"Xiao Wu was merely an appetizer, Tang San. Today, you'll repay the first debt."

At this moment, the spectators at the sidelines erupted in fervent cheers. The violent battle just now had made the bloodthirsty audience extremely excited.

This was the strength an arena champion should possess. A Soul Grandmaster had been dealt with so easily—no wonder he had achieved twenty consecutive wins.

In the private room, Ning Rongrong had completely lost any look of worry.

She opened her mouth in shock, unable to believe the scene she had just witnessed.

Level 29 Xiao Wu had actually been defeated by Jiang Yi so easily.

"So strong," Ning Rongrong murmured unconsciously.

At the edge of the audience seats, Tang San forcibly suppressed his emotions, picked Xiao Wu up, and brought her over to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

"Take good care of Xiao Wu." Tang San placed Xiao Wu on a seat and instructed them.

Seeing Tang San in his current state, Dai Mubai hurriedly replied, "Alright, I understand."

Tang San nodded and turned to walk toward the arena.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing looked at Xiao Wu beside them, her face swollen like a pig's head, and found it hard to bear the sight.

"That kid is doomed. He actually beat Xiao Wu up like that. Tang San is definitely going to go mad again," Dai Mubai sighed.

Back then, Zhao Wuji had merely injured Xiao Wu, yet Tang San had gone completely mad, taken out his hidden weapons, and beaten Zhao Wuji into a miserable state.

One had to know that Zhao Wuji was a Spirit Saint!

No matter how powerful this Jiang Yi was, he absolutely could not defeat Tang San.

Zhu Zhuqing gazed at Jiang Yi on the arena, her eyes full of longing.

"If I also had such power..." She could not help clenching her fists.

"This spectator, what are you trying to do?" The Host saw this and quickly intervened.

Tang San had already violated the rules by trying to rush into the arena just now. Now that he wanted to charge up again, the Host naturally could not let him have his way.

Tang San stared fixedly at Jiang Yi and said word by word, "I want to challenge him!"

"This..." The Host hesitated upon hearing this.

"Let him challenge him." Soros had arrived at the scene unknowingly and spoke directly.

"His level meets the conditions to challenge the arena champion. He can directly challenge the arena champion," Soros explained.

The Host said no more after hearing this, and soon received Tang San's information.

Returning to the arena, he revealed a smile once more and announced eloquently.

"Next, please welcome tonight's second king of the hill challenger, Battle Soul Grandmaster Tang San."

Tang San leapt up onto the arena and looked at Jiang Yi opposite him with chilling killing intent.

"You will regret what you just did!" Tang San said.

Jiang Yi revealed a mocking smile. "I will not regret anything I have done."

"Besides, only those without ability talk tough. That person just now was your lover, wasn't she?"

"Beaten like this by me, will you still want her?"

Hearing Jiang Yi's taunt, Tang San's face grew colder. He actually dared to mock him with Xiao Wu.

"You are seeking death!"

"Match start!" The noisy sounds around them prevented the Host from noticing their conversation, and he directly announced the start of the match.

Blue light surged from Tang San's body, and two yellow soul rings appeared behind him as blue-black vines were released.

Like long snakes, they rushed toward Jiang Yi.

"Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Tang San directly released his first soul skill, and the blue-black vines bound Jiang Yi tightly in the blink of an eye.

The Blue Silver Grass began releasing toxins, intending to paralyze Jiang Yi's body.

Yet Jiang Yi ignored the toxin and the constantly tightening Blue Silver Vines, remaining completely composed.

"Tang San, is this all you can do?" Jiang Yi said with a light smile.

Then, he shook his arms forcefully, and the Blue Silver Vines were instantly shattered into fragments.

Before Tang San could be shocked, Jiang Yi stomped the ground forcefully, crossed dozens of meters, and appeared before Tang San in an instant.

Tang San's eyes emitted purple light, but even with the help of the Purple Demon Eye, he still couldn't see Jiang Yi's figure clearly.

Jiang Yi threw a punch, and the terrifying airwave made Tang San's hair fly backward.

Block it! Tang San roared internally.

The strength of his entire body burst forth at once, finally allowing him to cross his hands before the fist struck and raise them in front of it.

The fist directly hit Tang San's arms, sending his body recoiling violently. He finally stopped just before falling off the arena.

Tang San gritted his teeth. The intense pain from his arms made them tremble uncontrollably.

His strength and speed are too great. It doesn't conform to common sense at all! Tang San roared internally.

At this moment, Jiang Yi rushed over again.

Tang San was startled and quickly used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, hoping to evade Jiang Yi's attack.

He dodged to the left, but Jiang Yi's fist followed like a shadow, flying straight toward his face.

He had no choice but to raise his hand again and block this punch.

His arm shook violently. A crack sound reached his ears, and intense pain instantly surged from his arm throughout his body.

"Ah!" Tang San couldn't help but scream.

Jiang Yi's gaze was profound and devoid of emotion as he threw another punch, fiercely striking Tang San's abdomen.

The intense pain made Tang San curl up like a shrimp, his face turning red.

Immediately afterward, the fist struck again, landing punch after punch on Tang San's body.

Tang San's body swayed continuously from the blows, like a rag doll.

The final roundhouse kick fiercely kicked Tang San's waist, sending him flying and smashing him viciously against the edge of the arena.

"Tang San!" Dai Mubai on the sidelines cried out.

Tang San lay on the ground at death's door. The overwhelming pain assailing his entire body nearly made him lose consciousness.

At this moment, Jiang Yi walked over to Tang San and looked down at him with disdain.

"Heh, didn't you say you would make me regret it? Are you qualified to avenge someone else?"

"You're a loser, and you still want to avenge someone else? You'll never be able to defeat me. From now on, when you see me, just kneel on the ground."

Jiang Yi delivered a cold taunt. His voice had a peculiar quality that directly entered Tang San's mind.

Tang San, at death's door and nearly unconscious, heard those words and stared at Jiang Yi with eyes full of malice.

Within that malice, there was also a trace of unnoticeable fear, one even he himself had not noticed.

After speaking, Jiang Yi turned and left, returning to the center of the arena.

Tang San's head tilted, and he fainted directly on the arena.

Dai Mubai quickly went to carry Tang San down as well.

The fervent cheers almost engulfed the entire Soul Fighting Arena. The fist-to-flesh combat made everyone's blood boil.

Inside the private room, Ning Rongrong watched this scene with a face full of excitement. Jiang Yi was simply too strong.

Soros stood at the sidelines and could not help clenching his fists. This was exactly the result he expected.

"I announce that in tonight's second defense match, Player Jiang Yi wins. Next challenger Luo Yun, please enter the arena."