Ye Lingling looked away. Although she had experienced many competitions, this was the first time she had seen such a decisive and ruthless fighting style up close.
Dugu Yan pursed her lips and remained silent. She knew in her heart that Tai Tan had taken the initiative to ambush her first, and her current predicament was entirely her own fault.
Even if Tai Tan doesn't kill her, she will ask her grandfather to intervene.
Shen Yifeng's expression remained unchanged; he simply ordered, "Take care of it. Don't delay our journey to the competition."
Xiong Jun responded and casually unleashed several bursts of energy, instantly creating deep pits in the ground that buried the corpses.
In a short while, the official road returned to its original state, with only broken trees remaining as proof that a fierce battle had just taken place.
"I am deeply grateful for Mr. Xiong Jun's Yifeng. I will visit him again to express my gratitude later."
I glanced at the time; the match was about to start.
"Hurry up!"
Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan, Shen Yifeng, Lan Xuanyu left quickly, while Gu Yuena remained where she was.
" Xiong Jun, next, dispose of the corpses. As for the Strength Clan, wipe them out."
Gu Yuena gave the order.
Xiong Jun nodded, "Yes, my lord."
Destroying the Strength Clan would be an easy task.
Gu Yuena quickly caught up with Shen Yifeng.
"Time to get back to work."
Xiong Jun took out his pocket and put Tai Tan's corpse inside.
Immediately head to the location of the Strength Clan.
They arrived very quickly, almost in an instant.
Upon arriving at the Strength Clan, Xiong Jun roared, "People of the Strength Clan, you can all die now!"
Upon hearing this, everyone from the Strength Clan arrived and looked at the Xiong Jun floating in the air.
Tai Nuo, who was in the lead, was taken aback. What was going on?
And what is that bag that Xiong Jun is carrying? It's constantly leaking blood.
" Xiong Jun, how have we offended you?" Tai Nuo asked.
Xiong Jun doesn't even put Qian Jun and Falling Devil Douluo in his eyes. If the Strength Clan offends Xiong Jun, they'll be in big trouble.
"You'll see!"
Xiong Jun snorted coldly and threw the bag in his hand over.
Without Tai Nuo needing to open it himself, a human head suddenly rolled out of the bag.
When Tai Nuo saw that it was the head of his father, Tai Tan, he turned pale with fright and collapsed to the ground.
The rest of the clansmen also turned pale, and the crowd instantly descended into chaos, with cries of alarm rising and falling.
Someone recognized him as Chief Tai Tan, and their legs went weak and they couldn't stand up straight.
Xiong Jun snorted coldly and said, "Your clan leader wants to deal with my mistress, so you may all die."
After Xiong Jun finished speaking, he immediately unleashed the Sky-Ripping Claw.
Five jet-black claw-like beams shot out from the sky, sweeping across the entire area with a Destruction aura.
Tai Nuo struggled to his feet, about to unleash his Martial Soul in retaliation, when the claw-like energy was already upon him.
Before he could even unleash his Soul Skill, he was torn to pieces by the claw wind.
Seeing this, several elders of the clan released their Martial Soul in an attempt to break through, but they were no match for Xiong Jun's offensive.
Wherever the claws passed, blood and flesh flew, and stone houses collapsed in droves.
In just a few breaths, the entire Strength Clan's mansion was wiped out.
Xiong Jun landed in the courtyard, casually scanned the area to confirm that no one was alive, then turned and vanished into thin air without lingering.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Shen Yifeng and his group arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena.
As soon as the referee finished reading the list of participants, Huo Wu stood on the stage, looking around. When she saw Shen Yifeng step onto the stage, her eyes flickered.
After the referee stepped back to the side of the stage, Huo Wu spoke in a low voice.
" Shen Yifeng, go easy on him."
Shen Yifeng nodded, "No problem."
The referee announced the start of the match, Huo Wu made the first move.
She was engulfed in blazing flames, unleashing her first and second Soul Skill Soul Skill quick succession, sending several fiery blades, each carrying a wave of heat, hurtling towards Shen Yifeng.
Shen Yifeng stood still, his Soul Power condensing into a thin curtain in front of him.
The fire blade struck the curtain and vanished instantly, without even causing a ripple.
Huo Wu gritted her teeth and activated her third Soul Skill, Huo Wu's Shining Sun.
A huge fireball condensed above her head, the temperature in the arena suddenly rose, and the audience below gasped in surprise.
Shen Yifeng raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a gentle yet irresistible water shield spread out.
The fireball extinguished instantly, leaving not a single spark, and the temperature in the arena dropped accordingly.
Huo Wu stood there, stunned, clearly sensing the vast difference in strength between the two.
She withdrew her Martial Soul and decisively said, "I concede."
A murmur rippled through the audience; no one had expected this highly anticipated match to end so quickly.
The remaining team members also almost single-handedly defeated Huo Wushuang and the others.
"That was too easy. Huo Wu couldn't even touch the hem of your clothes."
Dugu Yan glanced at her but didn't say anything, though she knew in her heart that Shen Yifeng's strength was unfathomable.
Shen Yifeng withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Let's go, let's go to the rest area and wait for the next match."
Several more days passed, and several matches were completed. Shen Yifeng's team won almost all of them without encountering any obstacles.
The news of the complete annihilation of the Strength Clan has spread far and wide in the past few days, sweeping across the entire Heaven Dou City.
No one knows who the murderer was; only claw marks and broken walls were left at the scene, and not a single member of the entire clan survived.
At the Shrek Academy's headquarters, Tang San was alone in his room.
He had just finished hearing his subordinate's report when he froze on the spot, not even noticing the blueprints in his hand flutter to the ground.
" The Strength Clan has been wiped out?"
He muttered to himself, his eyes filled with disbelief.
How is that possible?
The Tai Tan were incredibly powerful, and their disciples were fierce and brave. How could they have vanished overnight?
Tang San slowly sat down against the edge of the table, his mind blank.
The Strength Clan were my father's old subordinates and an important force in his later reconstruction of the sect; they were gone just like that.
He clenched his fist slightly, his nails digging deep into his palm, a tightness in his chest making him feel like he was about to break down.
He kept telling himself to stay calm, but he couldn't stop the trembling in his fingertips.
Meanwhile, inside the college office.
Yu Xiaogang and Flender sat facing each other, the tea on the table long since cold.
They also received news of the annihilation of the Strength Clan.
Both of them knew that the Strength Clan had a deep connection with Tang San, and that this disaster was most likely related to Tang San.
But no one said anything, and the room was deathly silent.
Flender sighed first, breaking the silence. "Don't let the little guy get distracted, the game is the priority."
Yu Xiaogang adjusted his glasses and nodded slightly. "His mental state is unstable right now; knowing too much will only make things worse."
Neither of them said anything more, each carrying a heavy premonition in their hearts.
Meanwhile, on the ruins of the Strength Clan.
Tang Hao, who had just recovered from his injuries, arrived here and suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The scene before me was littered with corpses, broken courtyard walls, and houses torn apart by sharp claws.
The Tai Tan's head lay abandoned on the stone steps, its eyes wide open in death. The bodies of the Tai Nuo and his people were scattered everywhere, a truly gruesome sight.
Tang Hao clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.
His Soul Power surged uncontrollably, causing the pebbles beneath his feet to float up into the air.
"Who? Who is it?!"
He roared, his voice shaking the crumbling walls and causing dust to fall; his murderous aura almost solidified.
He knew that Tai Tan was straightforward and didn't have many enemies. The fact that he dared to kill the Strength Clan meant that he must be a top-tier expert.
Tang Hao slowly squatted down, reached out and closed Tai Tan's eyes, his voice low and icy.
He made a note of this debt.
No matter who the other party is, anyone who dares to touch Tang Hao's former subordinates will be made to pay with their blood.
He stood up, his gaze sweeping across the ruins, finally settling on the remaining claw marks, his eyes growing increasingly cold.
There are very few powerful individuals on the entire continent who can leave such marks.
"Could it be Xiong Jun?"