Tang San, You're Still Alive!
The sect leader of the Wasp Sect spoke, his tone thick with tension.
He didn't flinch at Tang Xiao's piercing gaze!
" In the Elder' battle, my Wasp Sect concedes defeat."
Given the precedent Flame Leopard Sect, everyone understands his intentions.
Tang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly. "The sect leader of the Wasp Sect is quite the schemer."
"This isn't a scheme," the sect leader of the Wasp Sect cupped his hands in greeting, "It's all about strength!"
"Clear Sky Sect has been closed off for many years, and its disciples lack worldly experience. Someone needs to help them loosen up their muscles and bones."
In his mind, the Clear Sky Sect was also Elder Qiang.
Disciples who lack experience have long been spoiled and are fully capable of fighting!
Even if we lose, there's no loss!
Among the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, the young and elite were already eager to rush onto the stage.
Bibi Dong spoke up at the opportune moment, "Since the Wasp Sect has given up on the Elder' battle, let's go straight to the disciples' battle."
"Clear Sky Sect, please send someone to defend the arena."
Tang Xiao looked around behind him, selecting disciples.
"Uncle, let me go first." Tang San stepped forward.
His eyes burned with ambition; he wanted to prove himself and gain a foothold in the Clear Sky Sect with a resounding victory!
Otherwise, he would have nowhere to go!
"Okay..." Tang Xiao nodded.
Although Tang San lost the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, his strength was diminished.
However, his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer is highly refined, making him perfectly capable of fighting!
The Fourth Elder frowned. "Sect Master, who is this person? He looks completely unfamiliar!"
"The disciples' battles concern the sect's reputation; how can we allow people of unknown origin to participate?"
"Don't be impatient," Tang Xiao patted the back of his hand, "He's a direct descendant of the Tang family, he'll surprise you."
The Fourth Elder hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped himself.
Tang San looked at Tang Xiao gratefully and strode onto the stage.
On the opposite side, disciples of the Wasp Sect had also taken to the stage.
He looked Tang San up and down, and seeing that the other man had a handsome face, he immediately felt disdain.
"The Clear Sky Sect only sent you, a little girl?"
Tang San didn't object, "Make your move."
The disciples of the Wasp Sect scoffed and released their Martial Soul.
Yellow, purple, black, all five rings are lit up!
Level 59, just half a step away from becoming Soul Emperor!
Many people in the audience were worried for the Clear Sky Sect.
However, the next second, everyone's breath caught in their throats.
The Clear Sky Hammer appeared in Tang San's hand.
And the Soul Ring Configuration rising from beneath his feet was—
Purple, purple, purple, black!
Three purples and two blacks?!
The audience fell into a deathly silence.
Even the Fourth Elder nearly crushed the teacup in his hand, his pupils shrinking sharply.
"This guy... level 50, yet he has two Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?!"
Tang Xiao smiled and nodded, "I knew he'd surprise you."
The disciples of the Wasp Sect were also stunned, but they didn't have time to think further.
He touched the ground with his toes, and with a flap of his wings, the swan rose into the air!
"Don't think that having good Soul Ring guarantees victory!"
Before he finished speaking, he swooped down, moving so fast that he left afterimages, and his poisonous thorns were aimed straight at Tang San's face!
Clang--!!!
The Clear Sky Hammer was held horizontally in front of him, the poisonous spikes touching the surface of the hammer, sparks flying.
The disciples of the Wasp Sect were so shocked that their arms went numb, and they quickly flapped their wings and soared into the sky.
"You're quite strong." He shook his aching wrist, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Even though he charged left and right, Tang San perfectly blocked him with his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.
Their feet touched the ground firmly, without moving an inch!
On the contrary, the disciples of the Wasp Sect, with their tiger's mouths split open, dared not approach rashly again.
He had no choice but to create distance, and his third Soul Ring lit up.
"Third Soul Skill, Poison Needles from Heaven!"
In an instant, countless dark green poison needles rained down, covering the entire area.
Each poison needle trailed a pale green venomous mist at its tail, a sight that sent chills down one's spine!
Tang San swung the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Third Soul Skill, Whirling Gale Dance."
The Clear Sky Hammer spun rapidly, bringing with it a fierce gale!
It forcefully erected an impenetrable wall of wind!
Puff puff puff puff!
The poisoned needle struck the wind wall, shattering with a sound like a sudden downpour.
The needle tip shattered, and the poisonous mist spread.
They didn't even manage to touch the hem of Tang San's clothes.
The disciple of the Wasp Sect Sect's expression changed slightly, "I underestimated you!"
He steadied himself in mid-air, circled twice, and suddenly burst into laughter, "But is that all you've got?"
"No matter how powerful the Clear Sky Hammer is, can it fly into the air and hit me?"
Tang San didn't retort, but silently calculated his flight trajectory.
The Fourth Elder's brows furrowed even more deeply.
He was constantly sensing Tang San's Soul Power.
They sensed something strange about the other person, whose foundation seemed weak and unstable, as if something had been deliberately removed from their body.
And that Soul Ring —aside from the Night Alliance Leader, he had never heard of such a monstrous Soul Ring!
But he had to admit that this kid's fighting instincts were indeed far superior to those of his peers!
It can even suppress opponents at level 59!
"Sect Master, who exactly is this child?" the Fourth Elder asked in a low voice. "Could he be your secret successor?"
"I'll tell you later," Tang Xiao said, his eyes glued to the screen. "Keep watching."
On the arena, the disciples of the Wasp Sect indeed stopped descending.
He kept circling, his stinger poised to strike, waiting for the perfect moment to kill.
But Tang San remained calm and swung his Clear Sky Hammer.
"Oh ho," the disciple of the Wasp Sect said in surprise, "Are you trying to use Soul Power to disrupt my vision?"
"It's alright, let's see how long you can hold out!"
But then, he suddenly let go and threw the Clear Sky Hammer!
The hammer slipped from his grasp, eliciting gasps from the audience.
The disciples of the Wasp Sect were startled and quickly dodged!
He turned to look at the departing Clear Sky Hammer and let out a cold laugh.
"That's it? You're probably not...?"
The laughter didn't even have time to escape.
The tilted Clear Sky Hammer, like a boomerang, lashed back and struck him squarely in the back!
Puff--!!!
With a dull thud, the disciple of the Wasp Sect arched like a shrimp, spitting out blood.
He fell from mid-air like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ring.
Before he could land and get up, Tang San swiftly closed in.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!
Those Soul Master with some experience in the audience already sensed something was wrong.
Tang San raised his palm, his jade-white hand striking the disciple of the Wasp Sect squarely in the heart!
Click!!!
The sound of bone cracking was clearly audible.
The disciples of the Wasp Sect stared wide-eyed, mouthfuls of blood gushing from their mouths!
Ribs fractured, pupils rapidly dilated, he fell backward to the ground.
dead
Dead!
The entire room was completely silent!
No one expected Tang San to use such a deadly move!
A few breaths later, the Wasp Sect's forces erupted in a roar!
"Junior brother!"
"You bastard! How dare you kill someone!"
Three figures leaped forward, rushing straight towards Tang San!
Tang San remained unfazed, took three steps back, and flashed his right hand across his waist.
When he raised his hand again, dozens of fine, golden needles were already held between his fingertips.
Dragon Whisker Needles strikes!
Whoosh whoosh!
The three were caught off guard and were shot in the shoulder, arm, and thigh.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
The three screamed and fell to the ground.
The Dragon Whisker Needles Dragon Whisker Needles needle contracted, twisting the muscles of the arms and legs into a ball!
The excruciating pain made their vision blur and they gasped for breath.
Some people tried to remove the needles, but they were completely embedded in the muscle. How could they be pulled out?
And the moment I moved, the grip tightened even more, and the pain intensified!
The sect leader of the Wasp Sect was shocked. "What did you do to them?!"
Tang San said calmly, "It's just a small lesson."
"The treatment is not difficult; you just need to cut away all the injured muscle."
"You make it sound so easy," the sect leader of the Wasp Sect said, suppressing his anger. "You were the one who killed first!"
"This is a friendly sparring match, not a fight to the death. Don't you understand the rules?!"
"Hmph," Tang San narrowed his eyes, "You think you're right just because you're less skilled?"
"I just couldn't control myself and caused an accident. Can you guarantee you'll always stop during every sparring session?"
"You!!!" The sect leader of the Wasp Sect gritted his teeth, "I beg Your His Holiness the Pope this matter and hand this man over to my sect for punishment!"
But at that moment, Elder from the Wasp Sect stepped onto the stage and whispered a few words in his ear.
In an instant, the sect leader of the Wasp Sect's expression changed drastically!