"Clang, clang, clang—!"
The sound of metal striking metal burst through the air barely a foot in front of him like rain hammering banana leaves. Ma Hongjun jolted awake as if from a dream, stamped hard, and shot backward at high speed, narrowly avoiding Tang Chuan's jade-white palm as it pressed toward his head.
"Gather—!"
Tang San gave a low shout. On the field, Dai Mubai and Qie Chan, who were still tangled with their opponents, both exerted themselves, forcing back Tai Long, Kang Qiying, and Qian Fanyu Xuan, who had already been suppressed by them, then pulled free and regrouped with Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun, retreating to Tang San and Ning Rongrong's side.
And as their opponents broke away, Tai Long, Jing Ling, and the others, who had gone through a round of high-intensity fighting, also steadily retreated under Tang Chuan's protection and received treatment from Jiang Zhu.
On Heaven Dou Second Team's side, Tang San gazed from afar at Tang Chuan, who looked utterly calm and unruffled, and frowned tightly. He lowered his voice to Qie Chan beside him, whose body was trembling at high frequency. "How much longer does that move of yours need to build up?"
Hearing this, a faint excitement appeared on Qie Chan's harmless round face. Like Tang San, his gaze locked onto Tang Chuan opposite them, and his usually peaceful eyes carried a chilling sharpness. "Soon. About another thirty seconds, and my speed will stack to the limit of this current stage."
Third Soul Skill: Infinite Acceleration!
This Soul Skill came from a fifteen-hundred-year-old Flowing Light Cicada and belonged to the Flowing Light Cicada's innate talent. Its effect was to stack kinetic energy through bodily movement, causing speed to climb rapidly. In theory, it had no upper limit; in practice, it was