"Second Soul Skill, Thousand-Fold Shadow."
The wolf claw on his left hand split into three, slashing viciously at Tang San with razor-sharp force. He showed no mercy whatsoever.
Whoosh!
Tang San retreated rapidly. Looking at the three bloody gashes across his chest, a trace of lingering fear appeared in his eyes. Had they been any deeper, they might have struck his heart and endangered his life.
As for the Soul Fighting Arena's rule against endangering an opponent's life, as long as the person did not die on the spot, it did not count. If they died after leaving the arena, then it could only be blamed on inadequate treatment.
The Soul-Eater Demon Wolf Spirit Master was somewhat disappointed. He had thought he could finish Tang San off directly, but the brat had actually reacted at the critical moment. Still, he was a veteran, and he quickly adjusted his mindset.
Tang San looked at the Soul-Eater Demon Wolf Spirit Master again, his eyes already filled with coldness. This man truly had a death wish. He suppressed the pain in his chest and focused on dealing with the opponent before him.
"Blue Silver Bind!"
"Damn it, damn it! I actually have to go see him."
Hearing She Long's answer, Qian Renxue spoke resentfully.
"Young Mistress, perhaps..."
She Long did not finish his sentence, but his meaning was obvious.
Qian Renxue shook her head, took a deep breath, and suppressed her anger.
"No need. I'll go see him myself."
When she reached the door, Qian Renxue stood there for quite a while before finally readying herself.
"Young Master Shang, an old acquaintance has come to visi—"
Qian Renxue pushed open the door and was about to enter, but the instant she opened it a crack, it slammed shut again with a