In ordinary Soul Fighting, there was only one opponent to face. In the new Soul Fighting modes, however, the tournament required contestants to face a succession of challengers, leaving them no time at all to replenish their Soul Power, while the melee required them to face several opponents of the same level at once.
Winning every match was impossible.
But Tang San was brimming with confidence. It wasn't as if he'd never fought multiple opponents at once. In his previous life, while in Slaughter City, he'd had to face not only opponents in life-or-death battles at the Hell Slaughter Arena, but also the countless people hunting him outside. He'd still fought his way through them all.
The corner of his mouth curled up, stretching almost to his ears. "What's ten? I want twenty, a hundred!"
"As expected of our Buddha Tang—he's just that awesome!" Dai Mubai laughed.
"Whoever came up with these new Soul Fighting modes must be a genius. I just wonder who it was."
"Who else could it be but that bastard Li Pu? He's the only one who could come up with something like this. No one else."
"Isn't this a good thing? It'll help people improve their strength and make them better known," Yu Tianheng said.
"No, Boss Yu. Don't let his act fool you. He's definitely not a good person," Oscar hurriedly said.
"You can't judge a book by its cover. Don't be fooled just because he lets you off. In private, he's absolutely despicable."
Whenever they brought up Li Pu, they got angry. He'd stolen their Immortal Herbs, which were practically their lifeblood. How could they not hate him? And to make matters worse, he'd even planned to target them and refused to follow their orders.
Sometimes, he'd even hang them up and beat