Tang San VS Gu Qing!

Tang San stood at the edge of the deep crater, his hands clasped behind his back.

The glow of the Purple Demon Eye flickered in the depths of his pupils as Tang San carefully sized up his exhausted opponent.

The high-intensity battle had long since drained Qian Renxue of her physical stamina.

Tang San let out a cold snort in his heart, his estimation of Qian Renxue plummeting to rock bottom.

Since this vanguard lackey was only at this level, the so-called young master standing off the stage could not possibly be any stronger.

To Tang San, Gu Qing's calm and indifferent demeanor was nothing more than a bluff.

"Your strength ends here."

Tang San channeled his thick Mysterious Heaven Skill internal energy into his palms, transmitting it directly through the Blue Silver Grass.

A massive pulling force erupted, as Tang San attempted to fling Qian Renxue right out of the arena.

Qian Renxue's legs were anchored into the shattered stone slabs, her body sliding forward by half a step.

Sweat dripped down Qian Renxue's chin, dampening the coarse fabric of her collar.

Her ragged, heavy breathing was clearly audible in the quiet arena.

Just as Tang San prepared to exert more force to end this farce.

A slender, fair hand suddenly reached out from the shadows, precisely gripping the taut vine of Blue Silver Grass.

Gu Qing had arrived on the stage at some point, standing firmly in front of Qian Renxue.

No spirit rings flickered, and no earth-shattering aura erupted.

Gu Qing merely tightened his five fingers slightly, not even leaking a trace of excess spirit power.

"Snap."

A crisp, snapping sound rang out abruptly across the vast Great Soul Arena.

The Blue Silver Grass, which Tang San prided himself on for its incredible toughness, was crushed to pieces by Gu Qing's single hand.

Countless blue-purple light spots exploded into the air.

Tang San felt an irresistible counter-shock force surge back along the vine.

With a sharp pain in his wrist, Tang San stumbled back two steps, unable to control his balance.

His Purple Demon Eye contracted to the limit as Tang San stared in shock and suspicion at the handsome young man before him.

Gu Qing casually brushed the remaining plant debris from his palm, not even sparing Tang San a glance.

"The match ends here."

Gu Qing's voice was not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears with perfect clarity.

"What kind of skill is it to wait until someone is exhausted before playing the hero?"

Gu Qing lifted his chin slightly, his gaze passing over Tang San to look directly at the Shrek Academy rest area on the second floor.

"Since the people of Shrek Academy are so eager to fight."

"Then let's change the rules of the game."

Gu Qing's gaze swept across the faces of the Shrek group.

"Two-on-two, we accept."

"Your Shrek Academy can send anyone else down."

Upon hearing Gu Qing's words, the audience in the entire Great Soul Arena erupted into a massive uproar.

A two-on-two challenge was the most spectacular form of duel in the Great Soul Arena.

Tang San's expression darkened as his gaze swept back and forth over Gu Qing, attempting to see through his background.

By the railing on the second floor, a flash of pink could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

"Brother San, let me help you teach them a lesson!"

Xiao Wu let out a sharp cry, leaping down from the second floor like a nimble pink butterfly.

Her long scorpion braid traced a graceful arc in mid-air.

Xiao Wu landed steadily beside Tang San, her pink eyes filled with hostility as she glared at Gu Qing.

With Dai Mubai beaten into such a miserable state, the Shrek Seven Devils stood together, and Xiao Wu had long been itching to strike.

Standing behind Gu Qing, Qian Renxue clutched her reddened wrist.

Her chest heaved violently as she gasped for air.

The piece of Millennium Banyan Bark inside her body had been frantically suppressing the aura of her Angel Martial Soul, leaving Qian Renxue's body with a profound sense of emptiness.

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, forcing her aching legs to take half a step forward to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Gu Qing.

"Don't worry about me."

Qian Renxue's voice carried a hint of stubbornness and weakness.

"My stamina is severely overdrawn, and I cannot even fully mobilize my martial soul."

"Forcing yourself into a two-on-two match will only drag me down."

As the young mistress of Martial Soul Hall, the pride in Qian Renxue's bones would not allow her to become a burden to anyone.

Rather than becoming a liability on the arena floor, Qian Renxue would rather choose to let Gu Qing face them alone.

Gu Qing turned his head to look at the girl beside him, whose face was heavily disguised but whose eyes remained stubborn.

Gu Qing raised his right hand and gently ruffled Qian Renxue's slightly messy hair.

Beneath the coarse layer of disguise powder, the texture of her hair remained soft.

"Just stay by my side and be at ease."

Gu Qing looked straight ahead, his tone filled with certainty.

"I said I would take you to victory."

Qian Renxue was slightly stunned, a complex light flashing in her pupils.

That warm palm seemed to bring a strange sense of stability, calming the restless blood within her body.

Qian Renxue did not speak to refute him again; she simply withdrew her posture in silence and entrusted her back to Gu Qing.

Opposite them, Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance.

Years of tacit understanding allowed the two to formulate a tactic in an instant.

Tang San confidently believed that even if Gu Qing's strength was formidable, it was impossible for him to handle their pincer attack simultaneously.

Especially while having to protect a Qian Renxue who had completely lost her combat capability.

"Boastful."

Tang San let out a cold snort, his Mysterious Heaven Skill internal energy circulating frantically through his meridians.

"Xiao Wu, go!"

Xiao Wu tapped her toes heavily against the ground, and a yellow century-old soul ring suddenly lit up beneath her feet.

"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

Xiao Wu's speed reached its limit in an instant, her entire body transforming into a pink afterimage as she dashed straight toward Gu Qing.

Her goal was very clear: to use the close-combat advantages of her Soft Technique to forcibly break through Gu Qing's defense.

At the same time, Tang San slammed both hands onto the ground.

"First Soul Skill, Entangle!"

Dozens of thick Blue Silver Grass blades raced along the edges of the arena, flanking Gu Qing and Qian Renxue from all directions.

The poisonous thorns shimmered with a ghostly blue light, sealing off every path of retreat for the pair.

The coordination between the two from Shrek could be called seamless, leaving their opponents no room to breathe.

Facing this ferocious pincer attack, Gu Qing did not move his feet even an inch.

Gu Qing slowly raised both hands, palms turning upward simultaneously.

A terrifying pressure that made one's heart tremble suddenly erupted from Gu Qing's body without reservation.

The air throughout the entire Great Soul Arena seemed to solidify at this moment.

Gu Qing's left palm erupted with an extremely brilliant emerald green light.

A majestic aura of life, like all things reviving in spring, flooded the entire arena.

Blades of Blue Silver Grass, crystal clear and as if carved from top-grade jade, snaked out from his left hand.

These Blue Silver Grass blades radiated a sacred and pure life fluctuation; they held no toxins, yet were terrifyingly resilient.

Meanwhile, in the palm of Gu Qing's right hand, the situation was the exact opposite.

Deep, ink-like black light swallowed all surrounding illumination.

Blades of Dark Blue Silver Grass, covered in dark red patterns, surged forth frantically.

Auras of destruction, decay, and violence emanated from the Dark Blue Silver Grass, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet by more than ten degrees.

One hand, Life-Type Blue Silver Grass.

One hand, Dark-type Blue Silver Grass.

The ultimate display of Twin Martial Souls shocked the entire audience at this moment.

Xiao Wu, who was charging at the front, saw her pupils shrink, and she forcibly halted her forward momentum.

That shuddering sensation from the depths of her soul made Xiao Wu instinctively feel extreme danger.

The confidence on Tang San's face disintegrated in an instant.

The moment his pride and joy, the poisonous Blue Silver Grass, touched those two extreme auras from Gu Qing, it ceased all movement.

This was not because Tang San had stopped his soul power output.

It was an absolute suppression originating from the very origin of the martial soul.

Ordinary Blue Silver Grass could only tremble in the presence of these two emperor-level auras of life and darkness.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass seemed to have encountered a natural predator, beginning to wither and retreat uncontrollably.

Those deep blue poisonous thorns dissolved directly into pools of black liquid under the corrosive aura of the Dark Blue Silver Grass.

Meanwhile, the Life Blue Silver Grass completely dismantled all of Tang San's soul power fluctuations.

"What... what kind of Blue Silver Grass is this?"

Tang San gasped, his hands clenching tight.

His experience from two lifetimes proved useless in this moment; Tang San simply could not comprehend the scene unfolding before him.

Feeling the terrifying, abyss-like soul power radiating from Gu Qing, alarm bells rang wildly in Tang San's heart.

He absolutely could not allow Gu Qing to seize the initiative.

With his martial soul completely suppressed, Tang San immediately made the most decisive choice.

Tang San's hands swept rapidly across the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist.

The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, piercingly sharp amidst the noisy arena.

Willow Leaf Blades, Locust Stones, Bone-Piercing Nails.

Dozens of cold glints danced between Tang San's fingers before pouring forth like a rain of flowers.

Tang San pushed his hidden weapon techniques to their peak.

These hidden weapons traced incredibly bizarre arcs through the air, bypassing Gu Qing's frontal defenses.

Tang San's objective was truly vicious.

Every single hidden weapon veered toward Qian Renxue, who stood behind Gu Qing.

As long as Gu Qing was distracted by the need to save her, he would inevitably reveal a flaw—this was Tang San's calculation.

Qian Renxue watched the overwhelming barrage of cold light, her exhausted body unable to muster any reaction to dodge.

However, Gu Qing's reaction was faster than the hidden weapons.

A mocking sneer curled the corners of Gu Qing's mouth.

The Dark Blue Silver Grass in his right hand surged violently.

Countless black vines intertwined in mid-air, instantly coalescing into an airtight black shield in front of Qian Renxue.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A dense series of metallic impacts merged into a single sound.

Tang San's prized, poison-coated hidden weapons were all snapped in two the moment they struck the Dark Blue Silver Grass.

The corrosive power inherent to the dark attribute melted the steel-forged weapons into scrap metal instantly.

Tang San's eyes widened, his breath hitching.

He had played all his trump cards, yet he hadn't even been able to shake his opponent's defense in the slightest.

Gu Qing gave Tang San no time to devise a countermeasure.

The Life-Type Blue Silver Grass in his left hand swept out like a waking dragon.

The thick emerald vines, accompanied by a sonic boom that tore through the air, lashed fiercely toward Xiao Wu, who had just landed.

Xiao Wu tried desperately to use Teleportation to dodge.

But Gu Qing's soul power pressure had long since locked down all the space surrounding her.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Xiao Wu didn't even have time to scream before she was sent flying by the Life Blue Silver Grass.

Her pink-clad body tumbled across the ground a dozen times before slamming heavily against the edge of the barrier, falling unconscious.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and just as he opened his mouth to shout, Gu Qing's Dark Blue Silver Grass erupted from beneath the ground.

Vines like giant black pythons coiled around Tang San's legs, swinging him violently upward.

Tang San's body was tossed into the air, losing all balance.

Gu Qing pressed his right hand downward casually.

Tang San, suspended in mid-air, felt as if he had been struck by an invisible mountain.

His body plummeted straight down, crashing heavily beside the deep crater Dai Mubai had created earlier.

"Boom!"

The sturdy arena shattered once more, sending stone fragments flying.

Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood, the glow of his Mysterious Jade Hand dimming instantly.

In just a single exchange, Tang San and Xiao Wu, the greatest pillars of Shrek Academy, had been thoroughly crushed and laid low by Gu Qing.

In the days that followed, the situation within the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace appeared calm on the surface, yet it was treacherous and unpredictable beneath the shadows.

Qian Renxue had to sit upright at the mahogany desk in the Crown Prince's East Palace throughout the day, wearing the gentle and refined mask of Xue Qinghe.

She had to parry the overt and covert attacks from the faction of Prince Xue Xing while also processing the complex memorials submitted from all corners of the Heaven Dou Empire.

This endless cycle of pretense and calculation kept Qian Renxue's mind in a state of constant, high-tension strain.

Yet, whenever night fell, this exhausted body would suddenly radiate an extremely abnormal vitality.

Qian Renxue would skillfully wash away the disguise powder from her face and change into a set of black, form-fitting combat attire devoid of any royal insignia.

Like a nimble night bird, she would pass silently through layers of corridors and vault into the secluded courtyard where Gu Qing was temporarily staying.

This courtyard had already been isolated from all fluctuations of aura by Gu Qing using his unique Blue Silver Domain.

In the center of the yard sat a piece of Millennium Banyan Bark of an exceptionally high age, emitting a deep, woody fragrance.

This piece of banyan bark had been specifically sought out by Gu Qing, as it could suppress the violent Angel Martial Soul within Qian Renxue's body to the greatest extent.

Gu Qing's requirements were extremely harsh; during the special training, Qian Renxue was required to face all attacks using only her pure physical strength.

Moonlight poured like water into the bluestone-paved courtyard.

Qian Renxue bent her legs slightly, her eyes fixed intently on Gu Qing, who sat upon a stone stool.

Without the slightest warning, the stone slab beneath Qian Renxue's feet emitted a dull crack, and her entire body shot forward instantly.

Her slender arm tore through the air with a sharp whistle, a heavy, powerful straight punch aimed directly at Gu Qing's face.

This punch lacked any flashy technique, relying purely on the explosive release of her entire body's strength in a single moment.

Gu Qing remained seated where he was, his fingertips still idly playing with a verdant leaf.

Just as the force of the punch was about to touch the tip of his nose, Gu Qing's left hand finally rose, appearing slow yet precise.

With a slight rotation of his wrist, Gu Qing's palm pressed accurately against the side of Qian Renxue's knuckles.

There was no dull thud of a head-on collision; Gu Qing's palm felt like a soft tuft of cotton, instantly neutralizing that fierce momentum.

Following the inertia of Qian Renxue's forward charge, Gu Qing exerted a slight force with his five fingers, guiding her gently to the side.

Qian Renxue felt a long, supple force wrap around her arm, and her center of gravity instantly spiraled out of control.

Her entire body stumbled forward uncontrollably, leaving her defenses wide open.