Soul Master Elite Tournament Finals (Part Three)

"Woof, woof!!"

The Hell White Tiger was battered by the blade of light until it resembled a dead dog. Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai were forced to separate, while Dongfang Yu's attack freed Yan to move again.

Dongfang Yu had struck so quickly that Tang San hadn't even had time to act.

"A disciple of the Pope, resorting to a sneak attack? Ha!" Tang San sneered, his face dark.

Dongfang Yu wanted to ask whether being the Pope's disciple barred him from sneak attacks while everyone in Shrek was free to use them.

He was certain that, if he hadn't intervened, Tang San would have circled behind Yan and attacked.

Just look. Tang San had already drawn his Sleeve Arrow.

Dongfang Yu gave him an unreadable smile but said nothing. Soul Rings rose slowly from beneath his feet!

Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black!

Everyone knew those rings exceeded the accepted limits for absorbing Soul Rings.

The entire arena erupted!

No one looked worse than Yu Xiaogang below the stage. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Dongfang Yu had revealed his Soul Rings before the whole crowd. It was a slap in Yu Xiaogang's face—and not a light one, either. He had swung his arm in a full circle before bringing it down!

"Another Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring..." Tang San stared fixedly at Dongfang Yu's rings, his heart full of hatred and envy.

"Trying to leave?"

Noticing Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai move, Dongfang Yu vanished.

Two seconds later, his foot was planted on Zhu Zhuqing's face, and the sword in his hand pointed straight at Dai Mubai!

"Don't move!" Dongfang Yu snapped at Dai Mubai. Then he looked down at Zhu Zhuqing beneath his foot.

"Zhu Zhuqing! Are you all right? Dongfang Yu, you