Tang San Makes His Move!

Qian Renxue did not choose to meet the force head-on, instead gently pressing her palm against the side of Dai Mubai's tiger claw.

Borrowing force to strike back.

This was the technique of exerting power that Gu Qing had taught Qian Renxue within the Crown Prince Mansion.

Qian Renxue's wrist gave a sudden, sharp flick, and a strange, spiraling force instantly drilled into the meridians of Dai Mubai's arm.

Dai Mubai only felt a force as overwhelming as a collapsing mountain surging back along the trajectory of his own attack.

His supposedly indestructible White Tiger Protection Barrier was like paper before this spiraling force, instantly covered in a dense web of cracks.

"Bang!"

A dull, thunderous boom exploded in the center of the arena.

Dai Mubai's massive body was actually sent flying backward by this understated palm strike from Qian Renxue.

His heavy frame traced a pathetic parabola through the air before slamming heavily onto the stone floor more than ten meters away.

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

The spectators in the stands all had their mouths agape, their breathing coming to a complete halt.

The smiles on the faces of the Shrek Academy members froze instantly.

Ma Hongjun rubbed his small eyes, completely unable to believe the scene unfolding before him.

Flender's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, his withered palm nearly crushing the railing beside him.

Dai Mubai struggled to climb up from the ground, his chest heaving as blood surged violently within him.

A sense of intense humiliation turned Dai Mubai's eyes scarlet.

A dignified prince of the Star Luo Empire, actually repelled in a single move by a level thirty ugly woman.

Such a thing was absolutely intolerable.

"I'm going to tear you apart!"

Dai Mubai roared in a frenzy.

The third purple thousand-year soul ring erupted with brilliant violet radiance beneath Dai Mubai's feet.

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Under the shroud of the purple light, Dai Mubai's body expanded by another large margin.

His muscles bulged high like rocks, and his white fur stood on end, emitting a metallic luster.

Every one of his attributes received a terrifying, exponential boost at this moment.

Dai Mubai crushed large sections of the arena floor, charging toward Qian Renxue once more like a maddened ancient beast, carrying the momentum to destroy everything in his path.

The violent airflow whipped up a small tornado on the arena.

Qian Renxue watched the frenzied Dai Mubai and shook her head slightly.

Her application of the Angel Martial Soul had long since reached a brand new height through the successive bloody battles she had endured.

In Qian Renxue's eyes, the current Dai Mubai was riddled with fatal flaws from head to toe.

Qian Renxue no longer remained on the defensive.

With a light tap of her toes on the ground, she surged forward to meet Dai Mubai's attack like a nimble swallow.

She did not release her Martial Soul, nor did she reveal her soul rings.

Relying entirely on her ultimate control over power, Qian Renxue engaged Dai Mubai in the most primitive form of hand-to-hand combat.

Dai Mubai's tiger claws carried a sharp, whistling sound that tore through the air, attacking all of Qian Renxue's vital points in a frenzy.

Yet, every lethal strike was easily evaded by Qian Renxue with a margin of mere millimeters.

Qian Renxue's movements were elegant to the extreme.

Even while engaged in the most dangerous close-quarters combat, her posture remained as composed as if she were strolling through a garden.

While dodging, Qian Renxue's counterattacks were equally sharp and ruthless.

Her seemingly soft fists, elbows, and knees each struck Dai Mubai with a bone-chilling sound of fracturing joints.

Qian Renxue specifically targeted the joints where the White Tiger Vajra Transformation's defense was weakest.

A punch to the wrist caused Dai Mubai's tiger claw to spasm and deform.

A kick to the inside of his knee sent his massive body stumbling forward uncontrollably.

This was not an equal fight at all.

This was a one-sided beating with no suspense whatsoever.

Dai Mubai's prideful level forty-two soul power could not even stir up a ripple before Qian Renxue's terrifying power-exertion techniques and combat intuition.

In less than thirty rounds.

The White Tiger Protection Barrier on Dai Mubai's body had already collapsed.

The violent amplification brought by the White Tiger Vajra Transformation also began to fade rapidly due to the intense exhaustion of his physical strength.

Qian Renxue seized the split second when Dai Mubai's movements faltered.

Immediately following, Qian Renxue exerted force from her shoulder, her waist driving a surge of incredibly violent rotational power.

A clean and crisp shoulder throw.

Dai Mubai's massive frame, weighing over two hundred jin, was swung directly into mid-air by Qian Renxue.

Then, under the acceleration of gravity, he was slammed fiercely into the hardest center point of the arena.

"BOOM!"

The entire Great Soul Arena seemed to tremble violently from this heavy impact.

A terrifying crater over three meters in diameter was smashed into the center of the ring.

Countless fragments of stone mixed with dust surged into the sky.

Dai Mubai's White Tiger martial soul was forcibly shattered in an instant.

Those circling soul rings also dissolved into specks of light, vanishing into the air.

Dai Mubai lay limp at the very bottom of the crater like a pile of mud, with no telling how many of his bones had been broken.

Scarlet blood mixed with white foam gushed incessantly from Dai Mubai's mouth.

Dai Mubai's fingers twitched slightly; he tried his best to crawl up, but he lacked even the strength to roll over.

Dead silence.

The Great Soul Arena fell into a silence even more terrifying than before.

Thousands of spectators sat frozen in their seats like clay statues, the sound of a needle dropping on the floor audible to all.

Who could have imagined that a match originally thought to be a lopsided victory would end in such an inconceivable manner?

Moreover, the person being crushed was a level 42 battle Soul Ancestor.

Inside the Shrek Academy rest area.

Tang San's palms gripped the railing tightly, his fingernails digging deep into the wood.

The extreme operation of his Purple Demon Eye caused a trace of blood to seep from the corners of Tang San's eyes.

Tang San had clearly seen every detail of Qian Renxue's movements just now.

That level of control over power, that intuition to anticipate the enemy's moves—it made even Tang San, a master of hidden weapons who had lived two lifetimes, feel a deep sense of dread.

Flender felt as if he had been slapped dozens of times across the face.

His cheeks burned with pain.

Shrek Academy boasted that it only accepted monsters.

Yet now, the captain that Shrek Academy was most proud of was being rubbed into the ground like a stray dog by a follower of Gu Qing.

This was no longer just a slap in the face; it was tearing down the Shrek Academy sign and trampling it into pieces underfoot.

Ma Hongjun was so frightened that he collapsed onto the ground, his face covered in pale, cold sweat.

If even a powerhouse of Dai Mubai's caliber couldn't get back up, then if Ma Hongjun, who had lost his Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul, were to go up, he would likely be reduced to a corpse before he could even withstand a single move.

Gu Qing stood in the shadows beneath the arena, his eyes watching the outcome on the stage with calm indifference.

Gu Qing was not surprised by Qian Renxue's performance.

With the foundation of a god-level martial soul, combined with the assistance of the Blue Silver Domain and the practical combat training of this period, a mere Dai Mubai was not even qualified to carry Qian Renxue's shoes.

On the arena.

Qian Renxue stood at the edge of the crater, looking down from a height at Dai Mubai, who was in a state worse than a dog.

Without a shred of joy after the victory, only deep disgust and contempt remained in Qian Renxue's eyes.

Qian Renxue slowly turned her head, her gaze crossing the long distance to lock directly onto the Shrek group in the second-floor rest area.

A crisp yet mocking voice rippled clearly through the quiet Great Soul Arena.

"People of Shrek Academy."

"Is this really all the level you have?"

The Shrek Academy rest area was deathly silent.

Tang San stared at the rough, rustic figure in the center of the arena.

The light of the Purple Demon Eye flickered violently in the depths of Tang San's pupils.

Dai Mubai's miserable defeat was like a heavy hammer smashing into the faces of everyone at Shrek Academy.

Tang San's expression darkened.

Shrek Academy had always stood together as one.

Now that Dai Mubai had been beaten into such a wretched state, the murderous intent Tang San felt to protect his own could no longer be suppressed.

Tang San slowly stood up.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill internal energy surged through Tang San's broad meridians like a great, rushing river.

Flender noticed Tang San's movement, and his originally livid expression softened slightly.

Ma Hongjun swallowed hard, his small eyes looking toward Tang San with a glimmer of hope.

Tang San's hands brushed lightly over the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist.

The hidden weapons between his fingers were ready to be unleashed at any moment.

He walked with steady steps to the edge of the second-floor railing.

Without any unnecessary leverage, he leaped.

His entire body soared like a giant roc spreading its wings, jumping down from the second floor.

The luster of the Mysterious Jade Hand flickered faintly between Tang San's palms.

Tang San's figure traced an incredibly elegant arc through mid-air, landing steadily on the edge of the three-meter-wide crater.

The audience in the stands had been immersed in the shock of Qian Renxue defeating Dai Mubai in a single move.

Seeing Tang San enter the arena now, the atmosphere inside the Great Soul Arena was ignited once again.

The spectators were all guessing whether this ordinary-looking young man could salvage some dignity for Shrek Academy.

Tang San ignored the noisy crowd around him.

His purple eyes swept quickly over Dai Mubai at the bottom of the pit.

Dai Mubai's bones were fractured in multiple places, and blood stained the rubble at the bottom of the crater.

The fury in Tang San's heart burned ever more intensely.

Because of such vicious cruelty, Tang San had already sentenced Qian Renxue to death in his heart.

Tang San raised his head, his gaze locking directly onto Qian Renxue opposite him.

"The dignity of Shrek Academy is not yours to trample upon."

"I will avenge Boss Dai myself."

Tang San's words, wrapped in soul power, echoed throughout the entire Central Main Arena.

Qian Renxue panted slightly, her chest rising and falling in a subtle rhythm.

To crush the White Tiger Vajra Transformation that Dai Mubai took such pride in, Qian Renxue had exhausted almost all her remaining strength in that shoulder throw.

After five consecutive battles against level forty Soul Ancestors, plus this high-intensity physical brawl, the soul power within Qian Renxue was bottoming out.

The Millennium Banyan Bark that Gu Qing had placed inside Qian Renxue was constantly absorbing and suppressing the holy aura of her Angel Martial Soul.

While this suppression allowed Qian Renxue to conceal her identity, it also caused her physical stamina to deplete far faster than usual.

Qian Renxue looked at the plain-looking Tang San before her.

A sneer of utter disdain appeared on that face covered in dark yellow powder.

"After knocking down one piece of trash, another one jumps out to seek death."

Qian Renxue made no attempt to hide the mockery in her tone.

Tang San's hands slammed together in front of his chest.

A surge of soul power, more restrained yet far more dangerous than Dai Mubai's, erupted from within Tang San's body.

Blue-purple light spread across the arena like a bursting dam.

"Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San's voice was low.

Countless thick vines drilled madly out of the gaps in the bluestone slabs beneath Tang San's feet.

These Blue Silver Grass were completely different from ordinary plants.

Each vine was as thick as a wrist, its surface covered in layers of fine, snake-scale patterns.

The barbs shimmered with a deep blue, toxic luster under the blinding crystal lights.

The Blue Silver Grass coiled and spiraled around Tang San's body as if it had a life of its own.

Immediately following, four dazzling halos rose slowly from beneath Tang San's feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

The two-hundred-year yellow soul rings and the thousand-year purple soul rings shone in mutual brilliance.

In particular, the deep purple soul ring emitted a pressure that faintly overshadowed the momentum Dai Mubai had displayed earlier.

The entire Great Soul Arena was once again filled with the sound of people gasping in shock.

This soul ring configuration was enough to prove that Tang San was definitely no ordinary person.

Gu Qing watched this scene quietly from below the stage.

Gu Qing's gaze swept over Tang San's spirit rings, his eyes remaining as stagnant and ripple-free as a pool of dead water.

Even this seemingly stunning configuration was nothing more than a child's plaything in Gu Qing's eyes.

Gu Qing was more concerned with Qian Renxue's current state.

The fingers hanging at Qian Renxue's sides were trembling slightly.

Gu Qing knew very well that this was a spasmodic reaction caused by extreme muscle fatigue.

Under the dual effects of the Blue Silver Domain and the Millennium Banyan Bark, it was already a miracle that Qian Renxue had managed to hold on until now.

But Qian Renxue clearly had no intention of backing down.

Qian Renxue forcibly suppressed the surging exhaustion within her body, bent her legs slightly, and assumed an offensive starting stance.

Tang San did not give Qian Renxue any chance to recover her stamina.

Mercy to an enemy is cruelty to oneself; this was an ironclad rule Tang San had summarized from his two lifetimes of experience.

"First Spirit Ability, Bind."

The first yellow spirit ring on Tang San's body shone with an instantaneous burst of light.

Dozens of thick Blue Silver Grass vines surged rapidly along the ground like venomous snakes.

A faint, cloying, sweet scent immediately permeated the air.

This was the Datura Snake Venom carried by the Blue Silver Grass.

Qian Renxue's combat intuition remained sharp.

The moment the Blue Silver Grass was about to touch the tips of her shoes, Qian Renxue tapped her toes against the ground, and her entire body drifted backward.

However, Tang San's methods were far more sophisticated than those of Dai Mubai.

Those missed Blue Silver Grass vines did not stop their attack; instead, as if they had eyes, they abruptly changed direction in mid-air.

The vines intertwined, instantly forming an all-encompassing net that descended directly toward the top of Qian Renxue's head.

Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed.

The severe overdraft of her physical strength made Qian Renxue's speed a full half-beat slower than before.

Qian Renxue could no longer shift away as easily as she had dodged the White Tiger Intense Light Wave.

Qian Renxue had no choice but to face it head-on.

Her palm, stained with dark yellow powder, transformed into a hand blade, striking precisely at the foremost Blue Silver Grass vine.

A violent collision sound rang out across the arena.

Qian Renxue's palm was numbed by the impact.

The toughness of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass far exceeded Qian Renxue's expectations.

Not only was it not severed, but the vine took the opportunity to wrap itself around Qian Renxue's wrist.