[Image] Qian Renxue Played Dirty! Dragon Whisker Needles! Was Qian Renxue About to Lose?!

"Now, let us welcome—"

"Fei Xue, with nine consecutive victories, and Thousand Hand Asura, with fifteen consecutive victories, to the arena!"

The host's voice erupted across the arena.

"Fei Xue! Fei Xue! Fei Xue!"

The entire Soul Fighting Arena roared like a tsunami. Everyone was shouting, eager to witness the arrival of ten consecutive victories, to witness the birth of a miracle.

The person in charge of the Heaven Dou Soul Fighting Arena, however, wore a worried expression.

"How are the odds?"

"My lord, after the first two victories, Fei Xue's odds have reached five hundred to one.

The audience is clearly unanimous in backing Fei Xue."

"Adjust them by force. Get those odds down!"

"My lord, perhaps we should just leave them be?

With so many spectators tonight, the ticket sales alone have already covered our costs.

If we adjust the odds again, we'll surely provoke public outrage."

"What do you know? This match is the most crucial one!

If she really gets ten consecutive victories, expectations for Fei Xue will inevitably drop afterward.

We won't have this many spectators then—

Get those odds down!"

"Yes, my lord. I'll give the order right away."

While the arena adjusted the odds and the crowd below lamented and complained, the battle onstage had already begun.

Though they were pained to see their bets shrink, what could be more important than watching the match right now?

On the arena,

After the referee declared the match underway, the two exchanged a few probing moves. Then Tang San launched the first attack.

"Whoosh, whoosh—"

The Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul appeared in his hand.

His First Soul Ring flashed.

In an instant, thick vines shot into the ground.

When they surfaced again, they had coiled around Qian Renxue's ankle.

The vines seemed to be alive,

and quickly wound their way upward.

Qian Renxue tried to struggle free, never expecting the Blue Silver Grass, which looked so fragile, to be exceptionally tough.

Tang San, reborn into this life,

had the experience of his previous life,

so of course he wouldn't listen to Grandmaster and give his first Soul Skill a four-hundred-year Mandala Snake...

But a six-hundred-year Mandala Snake!

Now that was worthy of his status as God King Tang.

But before he could savor his smugness,

Qian Renxue swung the Star Sword in her hand—and the Blue Silver Grass was sliced cleanly apart!

Tang San furrowed his brow.

He was somewhat surprised, but he had plenty of other methods.

Taking advantage of this brief window,

he quickly put some distance between himself and Qian Renxue,

planning to wear her down from afar first, gauge her strength, and then deliver a fatal blow.

But facing an opponent Ling Xiao had given special "attention" to,

Qian Renxue couldn't treat her like everyone else and approach the fight as a friendly spar.

She had also guessed what he was thinking, and naturally wouldn't let him have his way.

She flicked the Star Sword in her hand—

and it shot forward in an instant!

As it flew, one sword became two, two became three, three became...

Countless sword auras swept across the sky, bearing down on Tang San and sealing off every escape route.

With nowhere left to retreat, Tang San could only charge head-on.

"Third Soul Skill—Spider Web Restraint!"

The Blue Silver Grass transformed into a cage, attempting to block the sword auras, but it was instantly shredded.

However, it also reduced the sword auras' power and speed by a third.

Seizing the opportunity,

Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, evading the sword auras one by one with his strange footwork.

For the attacks he truly couldn't dodge,

he could only meet them head-on with Mysterious Jade Hand.

At long last, he fended off every sword aura...

Qian Renxue had already come within five meters of him!

The Star Sword in her hand glimmered with starlight.

She brought it down in a slash—

and the entire Soul Fighting Arena dimmed!

Starlight glittered,

as if the entire Milky Way had been dragged down from the sky!

"What kind of Soul Skill is that? Why did the sky go dark?"

"What do you mean, the sky went dark? It's nighttime already!"

"Oh, no, I mean—why did everything get so dim?"

The spectators below cried out in alarm.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Prince Xue Xing, and the others were also astonished.

It was their first time seeing a Soul Skill that could even devour light.

The power of this strike also left the Shrek Seven Devils deeply concerned.

"Third Brother! Is Third Brother going to be okay?"

Xiao Wu asked, her face full of worry.

"What kind of demonic move is this?"

Yu Xiaogang was thinking, What the hell? He'd never seen anything like it, but that didn't stop him from being confident in Tang San and putting on airs.

"Don't make a fuss over nothing! It's just an empty show!"

He made it sound easy, but Tang San was in dire straits.

Every speck of starlight that landed on him weighed as much as a thousand jun, pinning him firmly in place like a fish on a chopping board.

"What kind of Soul Skill is that?"

Tang San was somewhat panicked,

but he remained calm on the surface, asking in an attempt to look impressive.

"This move is called—Galaxy Inversion!"

When Qian Renxue had seen the vast, wondrous sight while Ling Xiao was forging the Star Sword for her,

inspiration had struck, and she had created this move.

She had also combined it with the properties of the sword, which was why it was so powerful.

Of course, her cultivation was still low,

so she couldn't unleash the move's true power.

When she had fully mastered it, she would press the entire galaxy down on her enemy and crush them to pieces in an instant!

"Galaxy Inversion! You think you can trap me with that? Not a chance!"

Tang San gave a cold snort, and the Blue Silver Grass in his hand grew wildly.

Qian Renxue thought he was about to unleash an even more powerful Soul Skill,

but the rapidly growing Blue Silver Grass suddenly crumbled, turning into broken twigs and withered leaves,

which drifted and scattered across the arena.

She understood at once—

She'd been tricked!

He had only been feinting!

She immediately shifted her attention back to Tang San.

The next second,

taking cover behind the broken twigs and withered leaves, countless Hidden Weapons came flying from all directions!

Needles, throwing knives, blades, meteor darts... They came at her along erratic, unpredictable trajectories!

Qian Renxue swept her sword aside, opening a gap to dodge through, but the Hidden Weapons seemed to have eyes of their own—

they followed her all the same.

Her heart lurched. She had no choice but to put Tang San aside for the moment.

"Sword Pierces in All Directions!"

She raised the Star Sword, sending countless sword auras shooting in every direction!

Clang, clang, clang—

The Hidden Weapons collided with the sword auras in midair, ringing out with ear-piercing metallic clashes and showers of sparks.

After quite a while,

the countless Hidden Weapons were finally swept away.

But just when she thought it was over—

a sense of danger suddenly struck!

She swept out her spiritual power, catching only the faintest ripple. She couldn't make out what it was at all.

But the instincts forged in her through years of training had already kicked in—

Dodge!

The Star Sword in her hand followed through, slashing at the air behind her!

"Clang, clang, clang—"

Several crisp impacts struck the blade.

But she was a step too slow in the end.

A piercing pain surged from her waist—

as if someone had thrust a hand into her body and was pounding on her ribs!

The pain was so intense that cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

"What kind of trick was that?!"

Qian Renxue stared coldly at Tang San across from her.

"Tang Sect Hidden Weapon—Dragon Whisker Needle."

Taking advantage of the Hidden Weapons' earlier suppression, Tang San had slipped free of Galaxy Inversion's control.

He spoke unhurriedly, with the composure of someone certain to win.

"Once struck by this Hidden Weapon, only I can remove it.

Otherwise—

the only way to end the pain is to cut out the muscle around it.

Unfortunately,

this time it hit your ribs. I'm afraid you'll have to remove a piece of bone along with it."

"Of course, if you surrender now, I'll take it out for you."