Hell White Tiger
When the Silver Dragon Spear clashed with the Hidden Weapon, it made a series of crisp clanging sounds.
While deflecting the Hidden Weapon, Jun Xuehan watched Tang San throw Hidden Weapon, repeatedly imagining the action in her mind.
As Tang San watched Jun Xuehan approach, he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to maintain a safe distance from Jun Xuehan. Meanwhile, Tang San's mind raced as he pondered the key to victory.
Dai Mubai, who was standing to the side, helped Zhu Zhuqing, the Soul Ring on their bodies gradually merged together, transforming into a giant white tiger. It was transparent, with white fur and black stripes, purple eyes, and was eight meters long and two meters tall.
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Hell White Tiger!"
The moment the Hell White Tiger appeared, a powerful aura emanated from its body and rushed straight towards Jun Xuehan 'Hell White Tiger location.
Oscar, who had been trailing behind, showed no intention of rushing forward; instead, he headed towards Ma Hongjun.
Upon arriving in front of Ma Hongjun, Oscar looked at the unconscious Ma Hongjun and couldn't help but reach out and pat Ma Hongjun's face.
"Fatty, Fatty, wake up!" Oscar patted Ma Hongjun twice, but Ma Hongjun didn't respond. Then he reached out and slapped Ma Hongjun's face twice more.
"Hey, Fatty, wake up! Eat the Great Recovery Sausage!" Oscar said, using his Soul Skill to create a Great Recovery Sausage.
But Ma Hongjun showed no signs of waking up. Instead, Oscar's two forceful slaps caused Ma Hongjun's cheeks to swell up instantly.
Oscar held the sausage, feeling a bit troubled. He was a Food System Support Soul Master, and the sausages he made only took effect after being eaten. But Ma Hongjun was clearly not going to wake up anytime soon, let alone eat anything.
As for the battle over there, Oscar had no intention of going up. He was Support System and had virtually no combat ability, so whether he went up or not wouldn't make much difference.
Jun Xuehan looked at the Hell White Tiger that had returned, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly. She lowered the tip of her Silver Dragon Spear and instead of blocking the Hidden Weapon thrown by Tang San, she chose to dodge it.
When the Hell White Tiger entered the attack range, the lowered spear tip Upward Slash upwards, sending the massive body of the Hell White Tiger flying. However, the Hell White Tiger quickly regained its footing and even extended a huge claw to strike down at Jun Xuehan.
The Silver Dragon Spear spun in Jun Xuehan's hand before flying out and hurtling towards Tang San. Tang San, seeing the incoming Silver Dragon Spear, didn't have time to throw any more Hidden Weapon and quickly dodged.
In that instant, Jun Xuehan channeled her Soul Power into the Dragon Scale Reversal Ring, and tiny dragon scales quickly climbed up her arm, covering it completely.
The enormous claws of the Hell White Tiger collided with the arms covered in Silver Dragon Scales, and a tremendous force erupted from the claws and arms.
The scattered gusts of wind ruffled Jun Xuehan's hair. A mocking glint appeared in her silver eyes as her dragon-scaled arms suddenly exerted force, slamming the Hell White Tiger's body to the ground. Cracks even began to appear on the ground itself.
Besides the pain, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing felt an extremely domineering power. Even though they had already unleashed their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the difference between them and this domineering power was still enormous.
Jun Xuehan chuckled and stretched out her hands, grabbing the tail of the Hell White Tiger. With a forceful swing of her arms, she flung the Hell White Tiger's body up and slammed it repeatedly into the ground.
Banging sounds rang out continuously, gravel flew all around, and cracks appeared on the ground like a spider web.
Inside the restaurant, Flender and Zhao Wuji, witnessing this scene, rushed down from the second floor, their Martial Soul— the Four-Eyed Owl and the Great Strength Vajra Bear— appearing on their bodies.
Two yellow, two purple, and three black Soul Ring appeared beneath the feet of the two individuals.
Yang Wudi, who had been watching the two of them, reached out and slapped the table. His Martial Soul Breaking Spear appeared in his hand, Eight Soul Rings— two yellow, two purple, and four black—appeared beneath his feet.
The Soul Breaking Spear was held horizontally in front of Flender and Zhao Wuji. A calm voice came from Yang Wudi's mouth. "Let the younger generation handle their own affairs. If you two want to stretch your muscles, then I will accompany you."
Flender and Zhao Wuji's pupils widened slightly as they watched the Soul Ring light up beneath Yang Wudi's feet.
"Sir, it's just a friendly spar between juniors. I think it's enough to stop there. There's no need to go to such lengths. Why don't we let them stop and pretend nothing happened?" Zhao Wuji said.
"Just a friendly spar? I've lived for decades and I've never seen a sparring match where five people fight one. And when they attacked with Hidden Weapon and flames just now, why didn't you come down and say to stop when it was time to call it a day? If I'm not mistaken, the Hidden Weapon that kid threw were all poisoned." Yang Wudi narrowed his eyes, showing no intention of stepping aside.
Flender's eyes showed contemplation. Although he and Zhao Wuji were considered top-tier among Soul Saint, they were far from being able to fight against opponents of higher levels.
Regardless of whether they could win, Flender knew very well that if this Soul Douluo in front of them insisted on escaping, he and Zhao Wuji would have no chance of getting away.
But if they don't intervene, Tang San and the others will be in trouble later.
There were only five people to begin with, and one Support System was practically useless. Ma Hongjun had already lost his fighting ability, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul Fusion Skill had been unilaterally crushed, putting them on the verge of losing their fighting ability.
Only Tang San and Oscar were left. Five of them couldn't defeat one earlier, and now there were only two left. No matter how Flender looked at it, Tang San and the others had no chance of winning.
Flender adjusted his glasses, looked at Yang Wudi, and said slowly, "Sir, the forces behind them are people you can't afford to offend. I think it's best for us to keep things peaceful and stop here."
Yang Wudi glanced at the direction of the battle, chuckled, and said, "Hell White Tiger, Martial Soul Fusion Skill possessed by the Star Luo Imperial Family, I do know that. But they're probably in trouble themselves right now."
The Breaking Clan originally lived in Longxing City on the border of the Star Luo Empire. They were naturally familiar with the Star Luo Imperial Family's Martial Soul Fusion Skill and had a good understanding of the Star Luo Imperial Family's situation.
In fact, it could be said that as long as the person doesn't die and it doesn't affect the competition for the Crown Prince position, the Star Luo Imperial Family basically won't interfere.