Hu Liena as a Ball, the Pure and Innocent Tang San!

"Golden Dragon Fist!"

The moment Hu Liena was healed by Ye Lingling, Wang Qiu'er also moved. Possessing the Golden Dragon Martial Soul, she could be described as immovable as a mountain and moving like thunder.

It was just a slight tap of her toes, but the entire Soul Fighting Arena seemed to be engulfed in a massive earthquake, and a huge crater even appeared beneath her feet.

With this power, Wang Qiu'er rushed out instantly, arriving directly in front of Gu Yuena in one step. Her fair little fist was now covered with golden dragon scales, and terrifying power was poured into Hu Liena's body without reservation.

Wang Qiu'er was holding back; she only used 30% of her strength!

Even 30% of his power is enough to surpass all Soul King.

Don't underestimate the Golden Dragon, hailed as the progenitor of power!

Hu Liena spat out a mouthful of blood, which slammed into the Soul Fighting Arena like a cannonball.

But the next moment, driven by her earth-yellow Soul Power, Dugu Yan condensed a dragon tail and directly whipped Hu Liena, who was about to smash into the Soul Fighting Arena, back.

"Eight-Stage Throw!"

With a somewhat cute voice, Xiao Wu suddenly appeared beside Hu Liena and immediately displayed her proud soft skills.

Hu Liena was instantly and firmly controlled, unable to even retaliate, and then a series of violent slams were launched at Hu Liena.

Each time she was hit, Hu Liena would cough up blood, but the next moment, the falling petals of the crabapple tree would instantly restore her to normal.

At this moment, she was like a ball, constantly being passed back and forth between Wang Qiu'er, Xiao Wu, and Dugu Yan under Ye Lingling's healing.

Each transmission was an incredibly painful ordeal. Xiao Wu's gentle techniques, Wang Qiu'er's strength, and Dugu Yan's incredibly hard whippings, which were infused with potent poison, all made Hu Liena feel like she wanted to faint or even die.

But every time I was about to faint, that invigorating healing sensation would always come my way.

"Nana!"

Xie Yue's eyes widened in horror at the sight, and his entire body turned completely red. This was not a battle at all; it was pure one-sided torture and inhumane behavior.

He tried his best to break free from the incredibly annoying Blue Silver Grass, but his Moon Blade Martial Soul, which could cut through everything in the past, seemed to have rusted and completely stopped at this moment. He was completely unable to cut through Tang San's Blue Silver Grass and could only be constantly entangled, feeling his body gradually losing strength in the Paralysis Powder, and even his Soul Power was being absorbed by the Blue Silver Grass around him.

"Nana, give up!"

Xie Yue roared. At this moment, he wished he were the one suffering the torture, but now it was his beloved younger sister who was enduring it all.

You deserve to die!

Yan was also furious. As a sycophant no less than Feng Xiaotian, he regarded Hu Liena as a goddess. Now that Nana, whom he regarded as Goddess, was being treated like this, how could he, a sycophant, sit still?

He tried his best to unleash all his Soul Skill, the terrifying heat even causing the air to distort, but at this moment, it was completely ineffective.

Even if the Blue Silver Grass is burned, more Blue Silver Grass will be manipulated by Tang San to block their way in the next moment.

At this moment, Hu Liena really wanted to admit defeat. She didn't want the Pope's disciple or the glory of the Spirit Hall anymore.

But every time she tried to admit defeat, it seemed like she would be discovered, especially by Wang Qiu'er. One punch from Wang Qiu'er was enough to send Hu Liena not only to admit defeat, but also to meet her great-grandmother.

"Why, why are you doing this to us? This isn't the first time we've met!"

Xie Yue roared, glaring at Tang San who was standing in the distance, and shouted angrily.

He didn't understand why they would do this on their first meeting, or why they would deliberately target his sister.

"Why? Perhaps your sister offended someone she shouldn't have. She only has herself to blame."

Tang San spoke calmly, his expression aloof, his imitation of Tang Wulin almost perfect.

"You have only yourself to blame. You acted this way because of your power, and you will get your comeuppance sooner or later!"

"Retribution! As my teacher's disciple, who dares to kill me!"

Tang San scoffed, merely manipulating the Blue Silver Grass with a hint of boredom. To be honest, of the six people on his side, only Xie Yue and Yan were somewhat worthwhile, their talents barely passable. The others were truly pathetic; under his Blue Silver Descent, they were completely surrounded and annihilated without even a chance to resist. Now, paralyzed and having all their Soul Power absorbed, they had completely lost consciousness and were incapable of fighting.

"Tang San, if I don't avenge this, I swear I will not be a human being!"

Yan roared incessantly, like a stray dog.

His face was filled with hatred and anxiety; if his eyes could kill, Tang San would have died a hundred times over.

Seeing him like this, Tang San sighed.

Sigh, I'm just a victim of this. I wasn't the one who attacked Hu Liena. If that's the case, shouldn't I have gone over and kicked her a couple of times too?

It would seem inexcusable not to bully Hu Liena a little.

Forget it, I won't get involved in that bullying over there. Let's focus on turning this raging fire upside down.

Since you dare to harbor murderous intent towards me, you... have already chosen your own path to death!

Tang San touched his Storage Soul Tool, and the next moment, white powder floated out silently, heading towards Yan under the cover of Blue Silver Grass.

This is a special poison he concocted using Immortal Herb. Once inhaled, it can cause damage to one 'Soul Power at best, and loss of Life Force at worst.

Tang San's actions were very secretive, but they were still discovered by Chrysanthemum Douluo standing on the platform.

But Chrysanthemum Douluo only glanced at it before looking away, even coughing twice to attract the attention of others and actively cover for Tang San.

That's what you call cover, that's what you call cover, and this match was really enjoyable for Chrysanthemum Douluo to watch.

Tsk tsk tsk, Hu Liena, whom Bibi Dong treated like a daughter, was kicked around like a football. The so-called Golden Generation didn't even have the ability to fight back against Tang San alone.

This is the Golden Generation; in Chrysanthemum Douluo's opinion, it's more accurate to call them the Scrap Metal Generation.

Given the talent of this Golden Generation, at best they will be on par with them in the future, or even reach the level of a titled Douluo. Why should their status be even higher than theirs?

Despite their youth and the fact that they had Bibi Dong as their backer, even though they had already betrayed Bibi Dong long ago, Chrysanthemum Douluo still felt a sense of displeasure.

However, after this match, he felt completely relieved.

"Xue'er, was this all arranged by you, girl? Aren't you afraid that Bibi Dong will cause you trouble?"

In the distance of the Soul Fighting Arena, on a high platform, the Guangling Douluo ate something while looking at Qian Renxue beside him, and said with a smile.

"Hmph, Hu Liena dares to dream of taking the position of Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall? Does she even deserve it?"

"I just asked a friend to help her, to teach her a lesson she shouldn't have."

"Grandpa Guangling, you won't blame me for such a small thing, will you?"