Tang San Knelt, Chen Feng's Terrifying Strength!

The flames did not avoid Dugu Yan.

They even enveloped the purple-haired woman within their attack range.

Chen Feng's gaze darkened slightly.

The Azure Lotus Sword flew from his hand.

"Slash."

A golden-cyan sword light swept through the center of the pillar of fire.

The flames created by the Evil Fire Phoenix were split in two by a single strike.

Crimson patterns lit up across the Azure Lotus Sword.

The originally violent evil fire was unexpectedly drawn by the blade, all of it retreating to either side.

Ma Hongjun's expression changed.

"How can Fatty's evil fire be afraid of a sword?"

The Azure Lotus Sword passed through the flames.

Its flat struck directly against the fat man's chest.

Bang!

Ma Hongjun's entire body left the ground.

His bulky body rolled dozens of meters across the spirit arena before finally crashing into a stone pillar at the edge.

The Evil Fire Phoenix was instantly dispelled.

Before he could climb back up, the Azure Lotus Sword had already stopped before him.

The sword tip was less than half an inch from his brow.

Chen Feng stood in the distance.

"Apologize."

Ma Hongjun clutched his chest.

"Why should Fatty apologize?"

The sword tip moved forward by half an inch.

Golden-cyan sword energy cut open the skin on his forehead.

A thread of blood slid down his chubby face.

"Apologize for what you said in the rest area."

Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth.

"This is a tournament!"

"You dare kill Fatty?"

Chen Feng raised two fingers.

The Azure Lotus Sword trembled lightly.

An immense sword pressure descended from the sky.

Ma Hongjun, who had just pushed himself up, was slammed to the ground again.

His legs could not bear that force.

His knees crashed down heavily.

The fat man knelt directly at the edge of the spirit arena.

The surrounding spectators stared in stunned silence.

Blue Tyrant Academy's Fire Phoenix soul master had knelt before Chen Feng in less than ten breaths after the match began.

Ma Hongjun braced both hands against the ground, trying to stand again.

But the sword pressure intensified once more.

Large cracks spread across the stone slabs beneath his knees.

"Fatty refuses to accept this!"

Chen Feng looked at the fat man kneeling on the ground.

"Kneel properly."

The Azure Lotus Sword pressed downward.

Ma Hongjun was forced flat against the ground, unable to lift his head again.

Dugu Yan stood behind the Imperial Team.

Watching this scene, much of the disgust in her heart finally faded.

"Do you know now who made the wrong choice?"

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth.

The sword pressure made his chest feel stifled, leaving him unable to answer at all.

Elsewhere.

The Blue Silver Spiderweb had already reached Chen Feng's back.

Purple light surged in Tang San's eyes.

"Getting distracted in battle."

"Chen Feng, you're far too arrogant!"

The purple web rapidly closed in.

Blue Silver Grass coiled around the white-clad figure from every direction.

Dai Mubai also charged close at that moment.

"Second soul skill, White Tiger Radiant Wave!"

A blazing white orb shot toward Chen Feng's chest.

Xiao Wu leaped up from behind.

Her long legs wrapped directly toward his neck.

Zhu Zhuqing turned into a black afterimage.

"Netherworld Hundred Claws!"

Joy finally appeared on Tang San's face.

"The control is complete."

"Chen Feng, you've lost!"

At the center of the spirit arena.

The Blue Silver Spiderweb closed completely.

The White Tiger Radiant Wave had already reached Chen Feng.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's attacks sealed off both sides at once.

Chen Feng did not dodge.

The Azure Lotus Sword still hung before Ma Hongjun.

Tang San's judgment was not wrong.

After a tool martial soul left its owner, it truly became difficult to attend to multiple directions.

But there had never been only one Azure Lotus Sword.

Chen Feng raised his right hand.

"Myriad Swords Return to the Lotus."

A golden-cyan sword phantom emerged from his palm.

Then.

A second one.

A third one.

Over a hundred Azure Lotus Sword phantoms instantly covered the spirit arena.

The Blue Silver Spiderweb shattered one strand after another.

The White Tiger Radiant Wave was pierced head-on by more than a dozen sword phantoms.

Dai Mubai's pupils contracted sharply.

"How can there be so many swords?"

Several sword phantoms struck the White Tiger Barrier at once.

The defensive light shield shattered on the spot.

The flats of the swords struck his shoulders, chest, and abdomen in succession.

His tall body was sent flying off the ground.

Dai Mubai crashed heavily beside Ma Hongjun, and his White Tiger Vajra Transformation quickly dissipated.

Just as Xiao Wu approached, nine sword phantoms appeared before her.

Their edges did not strike at vital points.

Powerful sword energy formed a barrier, sending the pink figure directly off the spirit arena.

Zhu Zhuqing reacted extremely quickly.

The Netherworld Hundred Claws immediately shifted from offense to defense.

The black figure dodged repeatedly among the sword phantoms.

Chen Feng brought two fingers together and gestured.

Two Azure Lotus Sword phantoms swept past from the left and right simultaneously.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat martial soul was suppressed.

Zhu Zhuqing lost her footing and slid more than ten meters across the stone slabs.

A third sword phantom stopped above her shoulder.

"You lost."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the sword edge close before her and voluntarily withdrew her martial soul.

"I concede."

Chen Feng raised a hand and recalled the sword phantoms.

Zhu Zhuqing was not injured.

Not even her tight-fitting team uniform had been damaged.

Such an obvious difference made Ma Hongjun's expression turn even uglier as he lay on the ground.

They were both Shrek members.

After Zhu Zhuqing conceded, Chen Feng immediately stopped.

Yet he himself was being held down by sword pressure, forced to kneel on the ground.

There was only one reason.

Those earlier words had completely provoked Chen Feng.

When Tang San saw his teammates suffer defeat one after another, he immediately unfurled the Eight Spider Lances.

Eight purple spider legs pierced into the stone slabs.

Deadly poison rapidly spread across the ground.

"Chen Feng!"

"The real battle starts now!"

The Eight Spider Lances exerted force simultaneously.

Tang San launched himself upward with the aid of the spider legs.

Blue Silver Grass shot from his waist, wrapping around Oscar and Ning Rongrong as it carried them swiftly backward.

"Boss Dai, keep attacking!"

"Fatty, use the Mushroom Sausage to fly!"

Dai Mubai clutched his chest.

His White Tiger Martial Soul could no longer condense again.

Ma Hongjun was kneeling on the ground, making it even more impossible for him to catch the sausage Oscar tossed over.

Tang San's face darkened.

"Trash!"

The two words reached his companions' ears.

Dai Mubai immediately raised his head.

"Tang San, who are you calling trash?"

"I didn't mean it that way."

"We're still competing. Don't affect our coordination!"

Chen Feng stood amid the countless sword phantoms.

"Your coordination is having your companions block swords for you?"

Purple light swirled in Tang San's eyes.

"As long as we win, every sacrifice has value."

"Blue Tyrant Academy represents more than just the seven of us."

"It also carries our teacher's hard work and Shrek's honor."

Chen Feng looked toward the spectator area where Yu Xiaogang was seated.

"For Yu Xiaogang's hard work, you can make your teammates endure poisonous hidden weapons."

"For Shrek's honor, you can make Xiao Wu enter the tournament at the risk of exposing her identity."

"Tang San."

"You're still as hypocritical as ever."

Xiao Wu stood outside the spirit arena.

Upon hearing those words, her face quickly turned pale.

Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

Titled Douluo gathered together.

The future where his identity was exposed surfaced in his mind once more.

Tang San clenched his fists.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Everything I did was for my companions!"

Chen Feng stopped wasting words.

Over a hundred Azure Lotus Sword phantoms simultaneously changed direction.

Every sword tip locked onto Tang San.

The Violet Demon Eyes operated at their limit.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was unleashed repeatedly.

Using the Eight Spider Lances, the blue figure moved swiftly across the soul arena platform.

The dense sword phantoms pursued him closely.

The first sword phantom severed the Blue Silver Grass.

The second sliced through his sleeve.

The third brushed past his shoulder, leaving behind a bloody gash.

All eight spider lances stabbed into the air in succession, attempting to shatter the pursuing sword phantoms.

The clang of metal against metal rang out repeatedly.

The first Eight Spider Lance broke.

Then came the second.

The third.

Tang San's face grew increasingly pale.

The External Spirit Bone was connected to his flesh and blood.

Every time a spider lance broke, intense pain shot through his back.

"Mysterious Jade Hand!"

A jade-colored palm struck toward the Azure Lotus Sword phantoms.

Before reaching his palm, the sword phantoms suddenly split apart.

Two sword phantoms circled behind him.

The fourth and fifth Eight Spider Lances snapped in half at the same time.

Tang San lost his balance and crashed heavily to the ground.

The remaining three spider lances braced against the stone slabs.

The blue figure still tried to rise.

Chen Feng pressed two fingers downward.

Dozens of sword phantoms descended from the air.

The sixth Eight Spider Lance broke.

The seventh Eight Spider Lance was nailed to the stone slab.

Just as the final spider lance rose, the true Azure Lotus Sword had already arrived before it.

Crimson flames and snow-white frost erupted simultaneously.

Half the purple spider leg froze over, while the other half turned charred black.

Crack!

The last Eight Spider Lance broke completely.

Tang San lay prone on the soul arena platform.

His Mysterious Jade Hand was covered in fine sword marks.

His long blue hair was scattered across the side of his face.

The scene from the last Royal Soul Arena battle played out once again.

The Azure Lotus Sword still stopped before his brow.

He still had no power to resist.

Tang San gritted his teeth.

His right hand slowly reached for Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night.

A tiny hidden weapon was already concealed in his palm.

Chen Feng watched that movement.

"Still planning to use poison needles?"

Tang San's hand stiffened.

"This is a match."

"Hidden weapons are part of my strength too."

"Very well."

Chen Feng raised his right hand.

The fifth scarlet Soul Ring finally lit up.

The pressure of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast covered the entire Royal Soul Arena.

The powerful soul masters in the VIP seats rose to their feet at the same time.

Countless blue-gold motes rose from around the soul arena platform.

A golden-cyan sword lotus slowly blossomed beneath Chen Feng's feet.

"Fifth Soul Skill."

"Azure Lotus Ten Thousand Forms."

The blue-gold domain rapidly spread outward.

Before Tang San could fire the hidden weapon in his palm, immense pressure pinned his arm to the ground.

The soul power within his body drained away rapidly.

His Blue Silver Grass martial soul directly slipped out of his control.

All the Blue Silver Grass lowered itself toward the Azure Lotus Sword.

Tang San's eyes widened.

"Why isn't my martial soul obeying my control?"

Chen Feng walked forward.

With every step he took, an azure lotus bloomed beneath his feet.

"Your Blue Silver Grass."

"Is submitting to the true sovereign."

Tang San wanted to summon the Clear Sky Hammer.

The instant his left hand rose, an Azure Lotus Sword phantom passed through his sleeve and nailed his palm beside the ground.

The blade did not pierce his skin.

Yet its frost sealed his entire arm.

"The Clear Sky Hammer can't save you either."

"Neither can Tang Sect hidden weapons."

"What other tricks do you have?"

Tang San lay on the ground without answering.

Oscar had already raised both hands.

"I surrender!"

Ning Rongrong also withdrew her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

"Shrek has lost."

Dai Mubai lowered his head and stopped resisting.

Zhu Zhuqing had already left the soul arena platform.

Xiao Wu stood outside the arena and never returned.

Only Ma Hongjun remained kneeling at the edge.

His purple-red team uniform was covered in dust.

The fat man no longer had any of the arrogance he had shown before the match.

Chen Feng raised a hand and recalled the Azure Lotus Sword.

"Apologize."

Ma Hongjun glanced at Dugu Yan.

Then he looked toward the white-clad figure standing amid the sword lotus.

Continuing to act tough would only make him even more miserable.

The fat man lowered his head.

"I'm sorry."

"Fatty shouldn't have said those things in the rest area."

The sword pressure did not vanish.

Ma Hongjun immediately changed his words.

"I shouldn't have said those things."

"Please forgive me, Dugu Yan."

Dugu Yan folded her arms before her chest.

"If you dare stare recklessly again, Yan Yan will gouge out your eyes."

"Understood."

Only then did Chen Feng withdraw the sword pressure.

Ma Hongjun collapsed limply onto the ground.

The referee looked toward the Shrek members, who had lost their ability to fight.

After a brief confirmation, he immediately announced the result.

"The opening match is over!"

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy wins!"

Tens of thousands of spectators rose to their feet at the same time.

Cheers resounded throughout the Royal Soul Arena.

Chen Feng stood in the center of the blooming cyan sword lotus.

Not a trace of dirt stained his white clothes.

The six members of the Imperial Team behind him had not truly needed to act from beginning to end.

Seven against seven.

Yet it had still been one man and one sword.

He had crushed the Shrek Seven Monsters head-on.

Chapter 46: Tang San Kneels! He Still Dared to Launch a Sneak Attack After the Match Ended!

Royal Soul Arena.

The referee had already announced the result.

Yet the Sword Domain formed by Azure Lotus Ten Thousand Forms did not immediately disappear.

Countless blue-gold motes floated above the soul arena platform.

Golden-cyan sword phantoms hung in the air, every sword tip aimed toward Blue Tyrant Academy's side.

Tang San braced himself against the stone slabs and tried to climb to his feet.

The broken Eight Spider Lances lay scattered behind him.

Every movement sent searing pain through his back.

"No."

"The match isn't over yet."

Tang San raised his left hand.

Black light rapidly gathered in his palm.

The heavy Clear Sky Hammer martial soul appeared at the tournament for the first time.

A wave of shocked cries immediately erupted from the spectator stands.

"Clear Sky Hammer!"

"Tang San actually has Twin Martial Souls!"

"The referee already declared the match over. Does he still want to keep fighting?"

In the VIP seats.

Platinum Bishop Salas stared at the Clear Sky Hammer, and his expression rapidly changed.

"Clear Sky Sect."

"Tang San, Tang Hao."

Salas connected the two names, and a shadow appeared in his eyes.

On the soul arena platform.

Tang San paid no attention to the discussions around him.

The Mysterious Heaven Technique surged entirely into his left arm.

The Clear Sky Hammer swelled in the wind, its heavy pressure causing the surrounding stone slabs to sink one after another.

"Chen Feng!"

"I have a second martial soul!"

"The outcome has not truly been decided!"

The referee immediately stepped between them.

"Blue Tyrant Academy has conceded."

"Tang San, retract your martial soul!"

Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet and slipped directly around the referee.

The Clear Sky Hammer, carrying immense force, smashed toward Chen Feng's back.

Ning Rongrong's expression changed.

"Tang San, stop!"

Standing outside the spirit battle platform, Xiao Wu had likewise not expected Tang San to continue attacking after the match had ended.

The Clear Sky Hammer drew closer and closer to the figure in white.

Chen Feng turned around.

"You still dare to launch a sneak attack after the match has ended."

"Is this the code of a Tang Sect disciple?"

The fifth scarlet Soul Ring lit up once more.

The range of Azure Lotus Ten Thousand Forms instantly contracted.

All the blue-gold specks of light fell onto Tang San.

The Mysterious Heaven Technique within Tang San's body swiftly stagnated.

Without soul power to support it, the Clear Sky Hammer fell from his hand.

Boom!

The massive hammer slammed into the stone slabs, leaving behind a huge crater.

Tang San's body was also pinned down by the Sword Domain.

His right knee hit the ground first.

His left leg could not hold on for even a breath before bending as well.

Bang!

Both knees smashed into the spirit battle platform.

The stone slabs caved inward.

Tang San tried to rise, but the sword pressure around him only grew stronger.

Dozens of Azure Lotus Sword phantoms hung above his head.

Every sword phantom could easily pierce through Tang San's body.

Chen Feng walked up to Tang San.

"The referee has already announced the result."

"Yet you used the Clear Sky Hammer from behind."

"Since you refuse to stand and accept defeat, then kneel and listen to the rest."

Tang San braced both hands against his knees.

Mysterious Jade Hand continuously exerted force.

The veins on both his arms bulged.

But no matter how he circulated the Mysterious Heaven Technique, his legs could not leave the ground.

The Blue Silver Grass martial soul was in an even worse state.

Under the suppression of the Blue Silver Emperor Origin, all the vines lay prostrate at Chen Feng's feet.