Three days later, Blue Tyrant Academy ushered in the second game.
This time, their opponent is Fire Leopard Academy.
The game has not yet started, but the seven Fire Leopard Academy players have already formed a formation on the Soul Fighting stage.
The red-haired young man at the head looked at the silver mask on Tang San's face, his eyes full of provocation.
"I heard that you defeated Cang Hui in the last game with a few Hidden Weapon?"
"Better get those things ready today."
"Otherwise, I will crush your mask with my own hands!"
Tang San didn't speak, but the left eye under the mask had a murderous intent.
Crush his mask?
This man has a way to die!
"Both sides release Martial Soul!"
A leopard's roar sounded one after another.
Fire Leopard Academy The seven Martial Soul are all related to leopards, and their speed and burst are extremely amazing.
On the other hand, on the Blue Tyrant Academy's side, the formation is still a bit scattered.
Tai Long is standing at the front, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun are on both sides, and Tang San is hiding behind a few people.
Jing Ling is responsible for looking for opportunities, while Oscar and Jiang Zhu stay at the end.
"The game begins!"
A circle of flames suddenly exploded under the red-haired young man's feet, and he rushed towards Tang San like an arrow from a string.
"Deal with the control system first!"
The other three Fire Leopard Soul Master accelerated at the same time.
They ignored Tai Long and Dai Mubai at all, and were actually preparing to tear apart the Blue Tyrant Academy formation with their speed.
"Stop them!"
Tang San gave a low drink.
Tai Long roared and took a step sideways, then thrust his thick arms forward.
But the red-haired young man was too fast.
He flashed under Tai Long's arm, and his claws burning with flames had already reached Tang San's face. "Crush the mask!"
Tang San stepped out of Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and slid his body backwards.
The fire claws passed over the silver mask, leaving three scorched black marks on the surface.
Seeing this scene, Dai Mubai's expression also changed.
If the mask is really knocked off, Tang San's identity is likely to be exposed on the spot!
"White Tiger Radiant Wave!"
A strong light came from the side.
The red-haired young man had to give up the pursuit and turned around to dodge.
Tang San Seize the opportunity and raise your right hand.
A large number of Blue Silver Grass emerged from the gap in the Soul Fighting platform and quickly entangled the seven Fire Leopard Academy people.
But these people are much faster than Canghui Academy.
Blue Silver Grass was avoided by them one after another as soon as he appeared.
Even if it occasionally entangles a person, it will be quickly torn apart by flaming claws.
"Ten-Year Soul Ring is Ten-Year Soul Ring!"
The red-haired young man rushed over again.
"Is this broken grass trying to trap us?"
Bang!
Tai Long was hit in the chest by another Fire Leopard Soul Master, and he took several steps back.
The flames sprayed by Ma Hongjun were also passed through by the opponent head-on.
The formation of the Blue Tyrant Academy was quickly cut into three pieces.
At the VIP table, Ning Fengzhi looked at the Soul Fighting stage and shook his head slightly.
"Blue Tyrant Academy This team's individual abilities are not weak, but it's a pity that their coordination is poor."
"Tang Yin wants to use Blue Silver Grass to connect everyone together, but his First Soul Ring is too young and his control strength is simply not strong enough."
Xue Qinghe looked at Qian Renyuan.
"Do you think he will lose?"
"Losing?"
Qian Renyuan looked at Tang San who was retreating on the court with a little smile on his face.
"He hasn't really come back with anything yet."
Xue Qinghe was slightly startled.
Tang San has obviously used birth law, Hidden Weapon and Blue Silver Grass, what else can be hidden?
Soul Fighting on stage.
The red-haired young man patted Tang San on the shoulder.
The clothes split instantly, and three blood stains appeared.
Tang San staggered back, the killing intent in his left eye finally unable to be suppressed anymore.
He can't use Clear Sky Hammer, at least not yet!
But if Clear Sky Hammer is not used, Blue Silver Grass cannot keep up with the speed of these people.
Is he going to admit defeat here?
Impossible!
"Tai Long, left!"
Tang San suddenly shouted loudly.
Tai Long Although he was dissatisfied, he still instinctively hit the left side.
Two Fire Leopard Soul Master were forced back by him at the same time. One of them stepped unsteadily and stepped into a piece of Blue Silver Grass.
Tang San hooked his fingers slightly.
Blue Silver Grass tightened his grip instantly and dragged the man to the ground.
Bang!
The opponent's back hit the Soul Fighting platform hard, and he let out a muffled groan.
Upon seeing this, the red-haired young man immediately turned around to rescue him.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun also took action at the same time and stopped him forcibly. During the melee, no one noticed that Blue Silver Grass was entangled with Soul Master who fell to the ground, and the color was getting darker a little bit.
A wisp of Soul Power flowed silently into Tang San's body along the blades of grass. The moment the warm power surged into the meridians, the pain in Tang San's shoulder quickly eased.
The Soul Power that was just consumed began to recover little by little.
Tang San felt a burst of joy in his heart, this is his true power!
Just absorb a little bit, and the opponent won't die immediately.
What's more, this person just wanted to break his mask!
If you have a way to die, you should pay the price!
But as soon as the foreign Soul Power entered the body, Tang San felt a stinging pain deep in his right eye.
Under the silver mask, a trace of blood slowly seeped out.
Tang San gritted his teeth and did not stop.
It wasn't until Soul Master fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and his strength to struggle was getting weaker and weaker, that he finally took back Blue Silver Grass.
"Dai Mubai!"
"Now!"
Dai Mubai swung out his arms violently, forcing the red-haired young man in the direction of Tang San.
Tang San made a mistake, and several Blue Silver Grass that were supplemented by Soul Power suddenly came out from the side.
This time, the red-haired young man failed to break away!
"Let me go!"
He roared and tore at Blue Silver Grass.
Sleeve Arrow is already in front of his throat.
"You lost."
Tang San's voice is cold.
The red-haired young man stiffened.
Several other Fire Leopard Soul Master on the field were also forced out of bounds by Dai Mubai and others.
The referee announced the result immediately.
"Blue Tyrant Academy, win!"
Cheers erupted from the stands.
Tang San stood in the center of the Soul Fighting stage, feeling the newly added Soul Power in his body, and finally raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
But when he looked up at the VIP table, his smile froze instantly.
Qian Renyuan is looking at him.
Separated by most of the seat Soul Fighting Arena, their eyes met again.
Qian Renyuan didn't speak, just tapped the edge of the tea cup with his fingers.
Tang San's right eye under the silver mask became even more painful inexplicably.
Did he see it? Impossible!
I was hiding in the melee just now, and Blue Silver Grass blocked everyone's sight. Why did Qian Renyuan see it?
After the game, Fire Leopard Soul Master who fell to the ground was carried off the Soul Fighting platform.
His fingers were still trembling slightly.
When he was entangled by Blue Silver Grass just now, he could still struggle, but after just a few breaths, his limbs seemed to have been hollowed out, and he could no longer exert any strength.
"Captain..."
He grabbed the red-haired young man's sleeve.
"That grass is wrong."
"It's sucking my Soul Power!"
The red-haired young man froze and turned around to look at Tang San who had already left the scene.
The silver mask flashed in the crowd and quickly disappeared at the end of the passage.
"Tang Yin!"
The red-haired young man wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the referee.
"The competition is over, participating teams are not allowed to fight privately!"
He could only watch Tang San leave with his fists clenching.
A doctor responsible for treating him at the arena examined him for a moment, and then quickly frowned.
"There are no serious injuries on the body."
"But why is his Soul Power missing so much?"
When the deacon in red next to him heard this, he immediately raised his head and looked at the VIP table.
Qian Renyuan has stood up.
"Save people first."
The red-robed deacon quickly lowered his head.
"Yes!"