Tang San Makes His Move!

Qian Renxue didn't choose to meet the attack head-on. Instead, she lightly pressed her palm against the side of Dai Mubai's tiger claw.

Use his own force against him.

This was a technique for exerting force that Gu Qing had taught Qian Renxue in the Crown Prince Mansion.

Qian Renxue's wrist suddenly flicked, and a strange spiral of force instantly bored into the meridians in Dai Mubai's arm.

Dai Mubai felt a force as overwhelming as an avalanche rebound along the path of his own attack.

The indestructible White Tiger Protection Barrier was like paper before this spiraling force, instantly covered in countless cracks.

"Bang!"

A muffled boom burst from the center of the arena.

Qian Renxue's seemingly casual palm sent Dai Mubai's massive body flying backward.

His heavy body traced a clumsy arc through the air before crashing hard onto the stone slabs more than ten meters away.

The entire arena fell deathly silent.

The spectators in the stands gaped, their breathing seemingly stopped.

The smiles on the faces of everyone from Shrek Academy froze.

Ma Hongjun rubbed his little eyes, unable to believe what he had just seen.

Flender's face was black as the bottom of a pot. His withered hand nearly crushed the railing beside him.

Dai Mubai struggled to his feet, his blood and qi churning violently in his chest.

The intense humiliation turned Dai Mubai's eyes bloodshot.

He was a prince of the Star Luo Empire, yet he had been knocked back with one move by an ugly woman at level thirty.

That was absolutely intolerable.

"I'll tear you apart!"

Dai Mubai roared furiously.

The third purple Thousand-Year Soul Ring beneath Dai Mubai's feet burst into brilliant purple light.

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Under the purple glow, Dai Mubai's body swelled another size.

His muscles bulged like rocks, and his white fur stood on end, gleaming like metal.

All his attributes received a terrifying, manifold boost in that instant.

Dai Mubai crushed a large swath of the arena's stone slabs beneath his feet. Like a frenzied ancient Ferocious Beast, he charged at Qian Renxue once more, carrying the force to destroy everything in his path.

The violent wind whipped up a small tornado across the arena.

Looking at Dai Mubai, who had gone berserk, Qian Renxue gently shook her head.

Through one bloody battle after another, Qian Renxue had already brought her mastery of the Angel Martial Soul to an entirely new level.

In her eyes, Dai Mubai was riddled with fatal openings.

Qian Renxue stopped playing defense.

She lightly tapped the ground with her toes and shot straight toward Dai Mubai's attack like a nimble swallow taking flight.

She didn't summon her Martial Soul or reveal her Soul Rings.

Relying entirely on her supreme control over strength, Qian Renxue engaged Dai Mubai in the most primal kind of hand-to-hand combat.

Dai Mubai's tiger claws tore through the air with shrill whistles as he attacked Qian Renxue's vital points in a frenzy.

Yet each lethal strike was easily evaded by Qian Renxue by the narrowest of margins.

Qian Renxue's movements were supremely graceful.

Even in the most perilous close-quarters fight, she remained composed, as if strolling through a garden.

As she dodged, Qian Renxue's counterattacks were just as fierce.

Her fists, elbows, and knees seemed soft, yet every blow that landed on Dai Mubai's body was accompanied by a bone-crunching crack that made one's teeth ache.

Qian Renxue deliberately targeted the joints where the White Tiger Vajra Transformation left Dai Mubai's defense weakest.

One punch to the wrist made Dai Mubai's tiger claw spasm and twist out of shape.

One kick to the inside of his knee sent Dai Mubai's massive body stumbling forward against his will.

This wasn't a fair fight at all.

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

Dai Mubai's Soul Power, which he had been so proud of at level forty-two, couldn't stir up even the smallest ripple against Qian Renxue's terrifying technique and battle instincts.

In fewer than thirty exchanges, the White Tiger Protection Barrier around Dai Mubai had already collapsed.

The ferocious boost from the White Tiger Vajra Transformation also quickly faded as his strength was drained away.

Qian Renxue seized the instant Dai Mubai's movements faltered.

Then she drove her shoulder forward, her waist unleashing an extremely violent twisting force.

A clean, decisive shoulder throw.

Qian Renxue hurled Dai Mubai's massive body, weighing more than two hundred pounds, into the air.

Then, accelerated by gravity, he slammed hard into the arena's toughest central spot.

"Rumble!"

The entire Great Soul Arena seemed to shudder violently from the impact.

The center of the arena was smashed into a terrifying crater more than three meters in diameter.

Countless broken stones and clouds of dust shot into the air.

Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Soul was forcibly dispersed in an instant.

The Soul Rings circling him also dissolved into specks of light and vanished into the air.

Dai Mubai lay at the bottom of the crater like a pile of mud, with who knew how many bones broken throughout his body.

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

His fingers twitched twice. He tried with all his might to get up, but he didn't even have the strength to roll over.

Silence.

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

Thousands of spectators sat rigid in their seats like wooden statues. It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

Who could have imagined that a match everyone had expected to be a crushing display of strength would end in such an utterly unbelievable way?

And the one who had been crushed was a level-forty-two Battle Soul Ancestor.

In Shrek Academy's rest area,

Tang San gripped the railing so tightly that his fingernails had sunk deep into the wood.

The strain of pushing his Purple Demon Eye to its limits had brought a trace of blood to the corners of Tang San's eyes.

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

Her command of strength and her instinct for anticipating an opponent's moves filled even Tang San, a master of Hidden Weapons from two lives, with deep apprehension.

Flender felt as if someone had slapped him hard across the face dozens of times.

His cheeks burned.

Shrek Academy prided itself on accepting only monsters.

Yet now its most prized captain had been pinned to the ground and beaten like a dog by one of the lackeys at Gu Qing's side.

This wasn't just a slap in the face. It was as if someone had torn down Shrek Academy's signboard and stomped it to pieces underfoot.

Ma Hongjun had collapsed onto the floor in fright, his face covered in cold, pale sweat.

Even a powerhouse like Dai Mubai had been beaten until he couldn't get back up.

If Ma Hongjun, who no longer had the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, had gone up instead, he would probably have been turned into a corpse before he could withstand even one move.

Gu Qing stood in the shadows beneath the arena, watching the outcome with a calm expression.

Qian Renxue's performance didn't surprise Gu Qing.

With the foundation of a god-level Martial Soul, the support of the Blue Silver Domain, and all the tempering she had received in real battles recently,

a mere Dai Mubai wasn't even worthy of tying Qian Renxue's shoes.

On the arena,

Qian Renxue stood at the edge of the crater, looking down at Dai Mubai, who was beneath even a dog.

There was no joy of victory in her eyes, only deep disgust and contempt.

Qian Renxue slowly turned her head. Her gaze crossed the long distance and locked directly onto the members of Shrek Academy in the second-floor rest area.

Her clear voice, tinged with mockery, rang through the quiet Great Soul Arena.

"People from Shrek Academy."

"Is this all you've got?"

The Shrek Academy rest area was utterly silent.

Tang San stared at the crude village girl standing in the center of the arena.

The light in Tang San's Purple Demon Eye flickered fiercely.

Dai Mubai's crushing defeat had struck every member of Shrek Academy like a heavy hammer to the face.

Tang San's expression darkened.

Shrek Academy had always stood together as one.

Now that Dai Mubai had been beaten into this pitiful state, the killing intent Tang San felt on his friend's behalf could no longer be suppressed.

Tang San slowly rose to his feet.

The inner force of the Mysterious Heaven Skill surged through Tang San's broad meridians like a mighty river.

Flender noticed Tang San's movement, and his previously ashen face eased a little.

Ma Hongjun swallowed and looked at Tang San with a glimmer of hope in his little eyes.

Tang San lightly brushed his hand over the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist.

The Hidden Weapons between his fingers were ready to fly at any moment.

He walked steadily to the edge of the second-floor railing.

Without any extra movement to propel himself, he leapt from the second floor like a roc spreading its wings.

A faint sheen from the Mysterious Jade Hand shimmered between Tang San's palms.

His figure traced an extremely graceful arc through the air before landing steadily at the edge of the three-meter crater.

The spectators in the stands were still reeling from Qian Renxue's one-move knockout of Dai Mubai.

Now that Tang San had entered the arena, the atmosphere in the Great Soul Arena came alive once more.

The spectators all wondered whether this ordinary-looking young man could restore Shrek Academy's honor.

Tang San paid no attention to the noisy crowd around him.

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

Multiple bones throughout Dai Mubai's body were broken, and blood had stained the rubble at the crater's bottom red.

The fury in Tang San's heart burned all the hotter.

Qian Renxue's vicious attack had already earned her a death sentence in Tang San's mind.

Tang San lifted his head and fixed his gaze on Qian Renxue across from him.

"Shrek Academy's dignity isn't yours to trample."

"I'll avenge Boss Dai myself."

Wrapped in Soul Power, Tang San's words rang across the entire Central Main Arena.

Qian Renxue breathed lightly, her chest rising and falling almost imperceptibly.

To break through Dai Mubai's vaunted White Tiger Vajra Transformation, Qian Renxue's shoulder throw had used nearly all the strength she had left.

She had fought five Soul Ancestors at level forty or higher in succession, then followed that with this high-intensity hand-to-hand fight.

The Soul Power inside Qian Renxue was nearly depleted.

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

That suppression had allowed Qian Renxue to conceal her identity, but it also made her stamina drain far faster than usual.

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

An extremely disdainful sneer appeared on her face, which was covered in yellowish powder.

"I beat one good-for-nothing, and now another one's jumped out to get himself killed."

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

Tang San suddenly brought his hands together in front of his chest.

A wave of Soul Power surged out of Tang San, more restrained than Dai Mubai's had been but even more dangerous.

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

"Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San's voice was low.

Countless thick vines burst out from the cracks between the flagstones beneath Tang San's feet.

This Blue Silver Grass was entirely unlike ordinary plants.

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

Under the glaring crystal lights, the barbs gleamed with a sinister blue poison.

The Blue Silver Grass wound and coiled around Tang San as if it were alive.

Then four dazzling rings slowly rose from beneath Tang San's feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

Two-hundred-year Yellow Soul Rings and a Thousand-Year Purple Soul Ring shone in succession.

In particular, the deep purple ring exuded a pressure that faintly overshadowed even the aura Dai Mubai had displayed earlier.

The entire Great Soul Arena filled once more with the sound of people drawing sharp breaths.

This Soul Ring Configuration was enough to prove Tang San was no ordinary person.

Gu Qing silently watched the scene from below the arena.

Gu Qing's gaze swept over Tang San's Soul Rings, his eyes still as calm and lifeless as a pool of stagnant water.

Even this seemingly astonishing configuration was, in Gu Qing's eyes, no more than a child's game.

Gu Qing was more concerned with Qian Renxue's condition at that moment.

The fingers of Qian Renxue's hand hanging at her side were trembling slightly.

Gu Qing knew very well that it was a spasm caused by muscle exhaustion.

Under the combined effects of the Blue Silver Domain and the Millennium Banyan Bark, Qian Renxue's ability to hold on this long was already a miracle.

But Qian Renxue clearly had no intention of retreating.

Qian Renxue forcibly suppressed the fatigue surging through her body, bent her knees slightly, and assumed an offensive stance.

Tang San gave Qian Renxue no chance to recover her strength.

Mercy to the enemy was cruelty to oneself. That was the ironclad rule Tang San had learned over two lifetimes.

"First Soul Skill, Entangle."

The first yellow Soul Ring around Tang San's body instantly blazed with light.

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

A faint, sickly-sweet scent immediately filled the air.

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

Qian Renxue's battle instincts remained sharp.

The instant the Blue Silver Grass was about to touch her toes, Qian Renxue tapped the ground with her toe and drifted backward.

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

The Blue Silver Grass vines that had missed didn't stop attacking. Instead, as if they had eyes, they abruptly changed direction in midair.

The vines wove together, instantly forming a vast net that blanketed the sky and came crashing down over Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed.

Her severe exhaustion had slowed her down by a full half-beat.

Qian Renxue could no longer slip aside as easily as she had when dodging the White Tiger Intense Light Wave.

She had no choice but to face the attack head-on.

Her palm, coated in dark yellow powder, became a knife-hand strike that landed precisely on the foremost Blue Silver Grass vine.

A violent impact rang out across the arena.

Qian Renxue's palm went numb from the shock.

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

Not only did it remain uncut, but the vine coiled around Qian Renxue's wrist.