After Tang San threw Dai Mubai and the others off the arena, he finally turned his gaze toward Zhen Gang in the distance and withdrew his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.
"Eh, is Shrek Academy giving up the match? Why did he even put away his Martial Soul?"
Upon seeing this, the people in the stands began discussing it, their voices full of confusion.
Without a Martial Soul, wasn't he just a living target?
Even Ju Guan in midair thought so. His eyes were fixed tightly on Zhen Gang, ready to save Tang San the instant Zhen Gang made his move.
Without his Martial Soul, Tang San no longer had even the slightest defensive means. Once Zhen Gang attacked, Tang San would either die or be crippled.
"What? Resigned to your fate?"
Seeing Tang San put away his Martial Soul, Zhen Gang spoke teasingly.
"Resigned to my fate? No, I was just thinking about how to crush you."
Tang San shook his head, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Tch... crush me?"
Hearing that, Zhen Gang sneered and shook his head. Tang San had not been his match even with his Martial Soul, much less now that he had put it away.
Crush him? That was nothing but wishful thinking.
However, Tang San did not answer again. He merely closed his eyes. After several breaths of silence, he slowly opened them.
At the same time, a hammer slowly appeared in his left hand, while six black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings gradually rose beneath his feet.
"What! Twin Martial Souls!"
"That Martial Soul looks like... the Clear Sky Hammer!"
The previously silent atmosphere in the stands instantly erupted after the crowd saw the hammer.
Every one of them widened their eyes, staring fixedly at the Clear