Tang San: What? Seven Injuries Fist? Are you a talented disciple of the Kongtong Sect?!

"Shrek Academy Team member Oscar, interfering with the match from outside the arena, you are issued a yellow card warning. Should this occur again, Shrek Academy Team will be disqualified."

The voice of the mistress of ceremonies and referee resonated throughout the arena via the amplified Soul Tool.

For a moment, the ordinary spectators and the competing teams from other academies were all stunned... Interfering from outside the arena?

They had almost forgotten that the Soul Master Tournament even had such a rule!

One could only say that this so-called Shrek Academy was truly bizarre!

On the Soul Fighting Platform, Tang San secretly breathed a sigh of relief... As long as Xiao Wu was alright, that was all that mattered!

But!

"Swish!"

His blood-red eyes glared straight at Ye Lingling.

"I will not let anyone who dares to hurt Xiao Wu go!!"

Mysterious Heaven Skill, activate!!

With a single thought, killing intent boiled over. In an instant, the Mysterious Heaven Skill within him operated at an overload, his soul power triggering the devouring ability of the Eight Spider Soul Bone, and a massive suction force suddenly erupted.

Not good!

A flash of astonishment crossed Dugu Yan's eyes... What was happening? The poison she had forcibly drawn in using the Thousand Spider Poison Hand's Refining Poison into the Body technique had become uncontrollable, beginning to reverse? To flow back?

It had even...

It had even begun to stir the poison originally within her own body!

Thousand Spider Poison, Refining Poison into the Body!

Subconsciously, she pushed the Refining Poison into the Body technique of the Thousand Spider Poison Hand to its absolute limit. The soul power and toxins in her meridians surged like a rushing river, vast and unstoppable. However... the poison Tang San had devoured and snatched away did not return.

Their internal energy and soul power were like two sides in a tug-of-war, pushing and pulling, with the deadly poison being dragged back and forth between them!

Although Dugu Yan had only recently come into contact with martial arts, she vaguely sensed that they had entered a state of competing internal energy. With Tang San bolstered by that special Soul Bone, devouring, absorbing, and plundering her toxicity, she had already fallen into a disadvantage in this contest of internal energy.

I cannot let him lead me by the nose anymore; I must regain the initiative!

Dugu Yan gritted her teeth, deciding to act decisively. With a surge of soul power, she risked the backlash of her internal energy and the tearing of her shoulder blades to forcibly sever the connection.

"Pfft!"

In a contest of internal energy, the one who withdraws first is bound to be injured!

Dugu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, her face pale as gold paper, yet she endured the intense pain without a sound.

She drifted backward like a willow catkin scattered by the wind, but the moment she touched the ground, bang, her snake tail slammed into the earth. Utilizing the powerful reaction force, her figure flashed, and with iron-gray poison coating her palms, she headed straight for Jiang Zhu at the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform.

Jiang Zhu was merely a healing-type Soul Master; how could she handle a direct assault from Dugu Yan? Terrified, her face drained of color, she retreated repeatedly. She gripped her Healing Scepter tightly, unsure whether to cast a healing halo on herself first or hold the scepter horizontally to parry the strike.

"You dare!!"

Seeing this, Tang San stepped using the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, the eight spider spears on his back whistling as they cut through the air, intending to rescue her. But it was already too late.

Dugu Yan had appeared to be retreating, but in reality, she was planning every step, seizing the initiative.

"Bang!"

The poison swept forth, a palm striking the abdomen. Jiang Zhu was sent flying without suspense, soaring directly off the Soul Fighting Platform.

With this, only Tang San remained on the Shrek side!

Meanwhile, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Second Team was at full strength, with zero combat losses!

"Heaven Dou Imperial Soul! Sweeping across the continent! Royal Academy! Dominating the clouds!"

In the spectator stands, the cheers were like a mountain collapse or a tsunami, a tidal wave of sound!

This match was too spectacular, so spectacular that they hadn't even reacted before only one person remained from that so-called Shrek Academy on the Soul Fighting Platform... As expected of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, representing the highest level of young Soul Masters in the Heaven Dou Empire!

In the blink of an eye, the Lion, Bear, Tiger, Leopard, Wolf, and Ye Lingling had already surrounded Tang San. With Jiang Zhu eliminated, he was completely isolated and without support.

Dugu Yan walked over with a cold sneer. The Nine Heart Begonia's soft, petal-like soul power fell upon her, and the wounds on her shoulder blades healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to normal.

Her complexion, which had turned pale from the internal energy clash and significant blood loss, quickly regained its rosy hue.

The healing ability of the world's number one healing martial soul was just that overbearing and unreasonable!

"Tang San, now, it is your turn to concede."

A mocking curve played on her lips; everything was under her control.

"Surrender? Hmph..."

Tang San looked at them with cold eyes and let out a cold snort. The situation was indeed unfavorable for him, but how could he possibly surrender?

"Whoever hurts Xiao Wu, no matter who they are, must pay the price!"

Purple Demon Eye—

A strange light flashed in his eyes, and the entire battlefield was taken in by his gaze...

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track—

His figure flashed like a ghost. Instead of retreating, he advanced, heading straight for the Wolf of the Second Team...

"Stop him..."

Dugu Yan's pupils constricted. As she let out a low shout, she lunged toward Tang San once more...

However, Tang San's speed had surged at this moment, his figure hazy and indistinct, truly like a ghost...

Wolf felt a chill at the back of his head and whipped his head around, only to discover that Tang San had appeared behind him before he even knew it...

"Wha—"

His pupils shrank to pinpricks, and before he could react...

"Puchi..."

A spider leg spear, sharp as a blade, instantly pierced through his chest. Following this, a massive force struck him from behind, sending his entire body flying uncontrollably...

"The first one..."

Tang San said coldly, his voice like the soul-reaping call of a demon.

Immediately after, that ghostly movement technique reappeared, weaving back and forth across the arena...

The entire audience sat dumbstruck, watching in a daze.

At this moment, the entire arena was deathly silent!

Tang San seemed to have truly transformed into a ghost; with every flicker, someone was either impaled or kicked away.

In just a few breaths, accompanied by waves of wails;

Only Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Tang San remained on the entire arena...

Quiet!

Dead silence!

The audience was speechless, the silence so profound that a pin dropping could be heard; everyone was too shocked by this scene to speak.

Even Dugu Yan's face turned livid!

Trash is just trash; even if they used a Greater Restoration Pill to boost their soul power, they were still useless!

In the end, she and Ye Lingling still had to deal with this Tang San!

"Now..."

Tang San paused for a moment: "It's your turn!"

His fourth soul ring lit up, black as ink, emitting a faint, eerie glow!

"Fourth Soul Skill: Blue Silver Prison!!"

Fighting until now, he didn't have much soul power left, but his tactical mindset as a control-type soul master remained clear: cut off the battlefield... split the targets... defeat them one by one!

Accompanied by a hissing sound, arm-thick Blue Silver Grass erupted from the ground, weaving into a net and interlacing into a cage. In an instant, seven layers of cages stacked upon one another, trapping Ye Lingling inside. He would save this person who hurt Xiao Wu for last!

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track—

He once again unleashed this Tang Sect ultimate technique capable of turning the tide in desperate situations. Hazy and ethereal, his tracks vanished, and he charged toward Dugu Yan like a ghost, but unexpectedly, from behind...

"Seven Injuries Fist... Two-fold energy stack... Open!"

"Boom!"

The seven-layered Blue Silver Prison shattered with a roar. Ye Lingling's momentum did not falter; riding the force of her unstoppable charge, she lunged toward Tang San.

Tang San suddenly felt a chill down his spine, his hair standing on end. In his desperation, he habitually dodged to the side, but unexpectedly... Bang!

He crashed straight into a wall!

"Fourth Soul Skill: Snake Python Heavenly Steel Shield!"

Only then did Dugu Yan's voice ring out coldly.

She had used her fourth soul skill to seal off Tang San's path.

Tang San's expression darkened...

With Dugu Yan blocking his path in front and Ye Lingling charging straight at him, wrapped in a biting gale of fists...

"Two against one?"

"Good, very good!"

Tang San glanced left and right, yet he remained unhurried. He kicked off the Snake Python Heavenly Steel Shield to gain leverage, his figure narrowly brushing past Ye Lingling's fist...

The wind from her punch made his clothes snap loudly.

While still in mid-air, his martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, appeared, and he reached out to pluck two leaves...

"Although the Soul Master Tournament prohibits the use of external items, but..."

Tang San looked at the two women coldly, the Blue Silver Grass leaves held between his fingers...

When Tang Sect hidden weapon cultivation reaches a certain level, even flying flowers and plucked leaves can wound an enemy!

"Swish, swish..." With a flick of his hand, the two leaves instantly tore through the air, flying straight toward the space between the two women's brows.

However...

"Who are you insulting?"

"Who are you looking down on?"

Two delicate snorts rang out.

Dugu Yan locked her gaze onto the incoming leaf, flicking her fair hand to catch it between her fingers with an incredibly exquisite technique.

"Hiss!" The moment the leaf touched her skin, it hissed and smoked, quickly corroding into a puddle of liquid.

As for Ye Lingling, she twisted her body, a terrifying gale of fist wind carrying a surge of air as she forcibly slammed it into the leaf.

The leaf was light; even with the clever force and soul power Tang San had imbued it with, it should have drifted away with the wind.

Yet, Ye Lingling's fist technique was exceptionally bizarre; upon impact, she pulverized the leaf into dust.

Tang San's surprise killing blow had been neutralized by these two women so easily!?

"How is this possible?"

Tang San was extremely shocked. It wasn't that he looked down on the natives of this world, but the soul masters here focused solely on their martial souls and never on technique.

Even when they possessed a Self-Created Soul Skill, it was merely a modification based on existing soul skills.

He never expected that his hidden weapon techniques, in which he had such confidence, would be so fragile before these two women?

Hmm, it was as if...

It was as if he had returned to the martial arts world of his past life, to those major sects that pushed techniques and martial arts to the absolute limit...

Hmm, speaking of his past life, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Following that, as if he had realized something, he looked sharply at Ye Lingling and asked with uncertainty: "What did you just say the name of your fist technique was?"

"None of your damn business!" Ye Lingling was still calming the surging blood in her body while using her martial soul to heal the internal injuries caused by the backlash.

The Seven Injuries Fist: to injure the enemy, one must first injure oneself!

It was meant to be used as a finishing move, but since the fight began, she had lost count of how many times she had used it.

Her internal organs were churning; if not for the recovery of her martial soul, she would have been a corpse long ago.

Now that Tang San was asking, she was even more annoyed...

However, Tang San's Purple Demon Eye flickered with an eerie light. Looking at Ye Lingling's current state, it matched his suspicions more and more, yet the more it did, the more uncertain and shocked he became!

"Seven Injuries Fist?"

"Did you just say your fist technique is called the Seven Injuries Fist?"

His heart pounded wildly, and a stormy sea of emotions surged within him.

Seven Injuries Fist!

How could he not know the Seven Injuries Fist?

Although he had never traveled the pugilistic world, he knew the ultimate arts of the major sects like the back of his hand.

Not to mention, the Kongtong Sect, famous for the Seven Injuries Fist, was located in Longxi, not far from Bashu.

His mind hadn't been on this before, and since the language of this world was different from his past life, he hadn't reacted immediately...

Until this moment...

Ye Lingling let out a cold snort: "So what if it's the Seven Injuries Fist?"

"It's... it's real..."

Tang San's eyelids twitched. As he took a deep breath, he cupped his fists in a strange salute and spoke in a tone Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan had never heard before: "May I ask, Excellency, are you a disciple of the Kongtong Sect?!"

"What kind of gibberish are you spouting?"

Ye Lingling frowned, her eyes suddenly turning fierce as she let out a sharp shout: "Eat another punch from this lady!"