The God King Tang San Got Instantly Defeated

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull. "Lu Yuan, don't push people too far!"

"Heh, so what if I do? Don't think I don't know you've already been cursing me in your heart, saying I have a death wish." A teasing smile curled across Lu Yuan's lips.

Tang San's face darkened. "What do you want? I'm warning you, don't go too far!"

"What do I want? Let me tell you this—if you run into me, Lu Yuan, don't even think about leaving without losing a few body parts."

Lu Yuan sneered. The Sky-Holding Spear instantly appeared in his palm, crackling with lightning and radiating majestic heavenly might.

Tang San's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly reached for his Soul Tool, intending to throw hidden weapons.

Oscar recalled what had happened to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun. A phantom pain seemed to flash through his lower body, and he instinctively covered his vital area.

"Argh—"

A flash of blood appeared, and Tang San and Oscar suddenly let out miserable screams.

A bloody line appeared across Tang San's hands, blood gushing forth. Then, his hands fell from his wrists with a thud.

Little Tang San was also torn open by the spear's radiance. Half a lump of some indescribable thing separated from the main body and fell down, only to get caught in his tight pants.

Oscar suffered the same fate. His hands hit the ground, and the thing he had been protecting was not protected either.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing could no longer bear to watch. They quickly turned their heads away.

"Argh—!"

The two writhed on the ground in agony, screaming themselves hoarse.

The miserable cries instantly drew the attention of many Soul Masters in the arena, and they gathered around.

However, intimidated by Lu Yuan's