Tang San: I Was Ultimately the Younger Brother

Tang San said, "Well, in this regard, you seem to have the upper hand over me!"

Seem!

Unwilling to admit defeat, Tang San curled his lips slightly. "However, we aren't ordinary team members!"

Bang!

A figure flew backward out of the ring of fire. It was none other than Yu Tianheng, who had been under siege.

Yu Tianheng had been isolated by Ma Hongjun's ring of fire. Before Yu Feng could rescue him in time, he had faced two opponents alone and been defeated.

As the ring of fire vanished, Dai Mubai continued Tang San's words. "We're monsters!"

Tang San shouted, "Fatty!"

Phoenix Fire Line!

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth and spat out flames once more. The fire formed a ring, trapping the comparatively weaker Yu Feng and Osler inside.

Dai Mubai shouted, "Zhuqing!"

Zhu Zhuqing immediately understood and ran toward Dai Mubai.

Just as the two were about to collide, light blossomed, and both of them vanished. A Hell White Tiger appeared where Dai Mubai had been standing.

Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Hell White Tiger!

Roar!

A tiger's roar rang out. Immediately afterward, two attacks landed, knocking Yu Feng and Osler to the ground.

Third Soul Skill: Jade Phosphorus Purple Poison!

"Fatty!"

On the other side, Dugu Yan had just exhaled a cloud of purple poisonous mist. Tang San took out a flask of wine from his storage Soul Tool and sprayed it from his mouth. The flames Ma Hongjun had breathed out changed direction and instantly ignited the wine, dispelling Dugu Yan's purple poisonous mist.

Xiao Wu seized the opportunity. While Dugu Yan was stunned, she teleported forward, grabbed Dugu Yan's arm, and restrained her with a reverse hold.

"You lost!"

Because Dugu Yan was Lin Hao's teammate, Xiao Wu did not use her fists or kicks and merely subdued Dugu Yan.

The Spirit Ring beneath Ye Lingling's feet lit up. "Will a single setback make you hang your heads?"

Eight Spider Lances!

Eight spider legs extended from Tang San's back as he rapidly charged toward Ye Lingling, intending to restrain the Support System Spirit Master Ning Rongrong had warned them about.

Lin Hao said, "Am I invisible to you?"

Three Spirit Rings lit up beneath Lin Hao's feet. From inner to outer, their colors were yellow, yellow, and black.

"A ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring!"

The Spirit Rings that surpassed the standard configuration once again drew everyone's attention.

First Soul Skill: Mountain Moving!

Golden light bloomed, forming a mountain-shaped barrier around Ye Lingling that perfectly enveloped her.

At the same time, the tips of the Eight Spider Lances struck the barrier, producing dazzling sparks.

"Break!" Tang San gathered all his strength and exerted himself fiercely. The tips of the Eight Spider Lances sank half an inch into the barrier, yet not a single crack appeared.

"Useless." Lin Hao shook his head fearlessly. "As the total age of my Spirit Rings increases and my Soul Power Level rises, the sturdiness of my first Soul Skill also increases by a certain percentage. My third Spirit Ring alone is several times the total age of all your Spirit Rings. My Soul Power Level is also higher than yours, Tang San. You can't break my barrier."

Roar!

Suddenly, while Lin Hao was speaking, a massive tiger descended from the sky.

Dai Mubai had no concern for fair play. All he cared about was defeating his opponent. Taking advantage of Lin Hao's distraction, he leaped into the air and pounced at him.

The tiger's enormous jaws were large enough to swallow Lin Hao's head.

Just as Lin Hao was about to die beneath the tiger's jaws, he abruptly raised both hands and tightly gripped the Hell White Tiger's upper and lower jaws. His body slid backward under the impact.

The two sides remained locked in a stalemate for a moment. Lin Hao quickly released his grip and leaped backward at the same time, escaping the Hell White Tiger's attack range.

"Now!"

Dai Mubai had a keen eye. He decisively leaped after Lin Hao. He believed Lin Hao was suspended in midair without any foothold, full of openings, making it the perfect chance to kill him.

Then golden light bloomed behind Lin Hao.

A pair of golden wings appeared behind Lin Hao. With a flap of those wings, his airborne body abruptly shot several meters into the sky. The Hell White Tiger's claws swept beneath his feet.

Lin Hao seized the opportunity as well. His wings flapped, and he dove down onto the Hell White Tiger's back, grabbing its mane.

The Hell White Tiger landed and violently kept leaping, trying to throw Lin Hao from its back. Yet it never succeeded.

"Should I slap your faces or hit your heads?" Lin Hao's voice rang beside Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai's ears. "Forget it. I'll use your tail instead!"

Suddenly, Lin Hao rapidly turned around on its back. Before Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, or even the audience could react, he grabbed the Hell White Tiger's tail with both hands, bent it forcefully, and viciously struck the Hell White Tiger's rear from behind.

Roar!

The Hell White Tiger let out a shriek. Its pupils rapidly dilated in pain.

Then light blossomed, and the Hell White Tiger split into two.

Dai Mubai looked furious. One hand rubbed his rear while the other clenched tightly, wanting to beat Lin Hao to death.

Zhu Zhuqing also held her rear with both hands. Her icy gaze fixed on Lin Hao without the slightest hint of anger, yet it was suffocating.

The scene on the Soul Fighting Platform stunned everyone.

"Damn! That's awesome!"

"It really is awesome, simple and brutal!"

Yu Xiaogang, who had been watching the battle, finally reacted. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "External Soul Bone!"

Xiao Wu came back to her senses, her face slightly red as she pointed at Lin Hao. "Lin Hao, you... how could you be so bad?"

Lin Hao shrugged. "You can't blame me. This was the most direct, brutal, and simple way to defeat them!"

The Hell White Tiger was a real tiger, yet not truly a real tiger. It was a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Lin Hao had studied Martial Soul Fusion Skills. They required complete mutual understanding. There were only three ways to undo them: voluntary release, passive release after Soul Power was exhausted, or suffering severe damage.

Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai were both Xiao Wu's friends. This was the Soul Fighting Platform, where fair play did not matter. As long as one could defeat the opponent, even hidden weapons could be freely used.

"Watch out!" Xiao Wu cried out urgently.

A fierce wind rose behind Lin Hao. Tang San had moved.

Tang San was best at sneak attacks. He rushed behind Lin Hao, and the Eight Spider Lances stabbed toward Lin Hao's body.

Clang!

Accompanied by a metallic clang, the Eight Spider Lances struck the wings spread open behind Lin Hao.

Lin Hao muttered, "Get lost!"

Immediately afterward, Lin Hao spun in place. His wings swept toward Tang San like slapping hands, scattering fallen leaves before a gale.

Tang San was violently sent flying, retreating all the way to the edge of the arena.

Xiao Wu said, "Alright, that's enough, isn't it?"

To Xiao Wu, both Lin Hao and Tang San were family. One was her eldest brother, and the other was her second brother.

She did not want to see the two continue competing against each other, even if this was only a Soul Fight.

Seeing blood at the corner of Tang San's mouth, Lin Hao asked, "Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, just a minor injury." Tang San wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth.

If the Eight Spider Lances' special trait was poison, then the special traits of Lin Hao's wings were the Metal Attribute and Purification Power.

Among all attributes, the Metal Attribute was known for its offensive power.

That seemingly casual swing had actually carried the force of a thousand jun. It was extraordinarily terrifying.