Tang San vs. Tang Chen! Crushing Defeat!

Xiao Wu tugged at Tang San's sleeve.

"Brother, is there someone at Heaven Dou Royal Academy stronger than Yu Tianheng?"

"There should be."

Tang San looked toward the mountain path.

The students on both sides of the road were voluntarily moving aside.

A figure in white slowly walked up the stone steps.

Tang Chen wore a silver academy badge at his waist.

His white robes bore no unnecessary decorations, and his black hair was neatly tied behind him.

He passed through the crowd and arrived before the academy gates.

Yu Tianheng stepped aside to make room.

"Tang Chen."

Tang Chen nodded lightly.

His gaze swept over Flender, Zhao Wuji, and the Shrek group before finally settling on Tang San.

Tang San was looking at him as well.

White robes.

Around fourteen years old.

There was no obvious fluctuation of Soul Power around him.

Yet Yu Tianheng's attitude toward Tang Chen was clearly different.

Ning Rongrong leaned half a step out from behind Oscar.

She sized Tang Chen up, then looked at Yu Tianheng.

"He's the one who replaced you?"

Yu Tianheng answered, "That's right."

Dai Mubai stepped forward.

"You're the strongest student of Heaven Dou Royal Academy's younger generation?"

Tang Chen looked at him.

"First in the academy's grade rankings."

"First in the grade?"

Dai Mubai raised his right hand.

The aura of the White Tiger Wuhun radiated from his body.

"Perfect."

"We proposed a spar. Do you dare accept?"

The teacher in charge of registration immediately spoke up.

"Dai Mubai, this is the academy gate."

"Without a teacher's arrangement, students are not permitted to fight privately."

Flender adjusted his glasses.

"Since both sides wish to spar, the academy can simply arrange a Soul Arena Platform."

"Shrek Academy was invited by the Education Committee."

"You want to know whether Shrek's students are qualified to enter the highest Advanced Division. This spar is the most suitable way to find out."

Zhao Wuji folded his arms.

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy dared to admit defeat to Shrek once. Competing again won't matter."

Dai Mubai looked at Tang Chen.

"Since you're first in your grade, you'll represent Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

"Let's see just how capable Heaven Dou Royal Academy's so-called number one really is."

Tang Chen stopped before the academy gates.

The surrounding students had already cleared an open space.

Yu Tianheng stood nearby without saying anything to stop him.

He understood Tang Chen's strength.

Let alone Dai Mubai, even if everyone from Shrek attacked together, they might not be able to force out all of Tang Chen's hidden cards.

Tang San walked out from the crowd.

He wore blue robes, his black hair hanging over his forehead.

He was not particularly tall, but his gaze remained fixed on Tang Chen.

"Tang Chen."

Tang Chen looked at him.

"You know me?"

"I heard your name from the Soul Fights at Soto Great Soul Arena."

Tang San said,

"Yu Tianheng said you're first in Heaven Dou Royal Academy's grade rankings."

"I want to test you myself."

Tang Chen did not answer.

Xiao Wu immediately came to Tang San's side.

"Brother, are you going to fight him?"

Tang San nodded.

"It's only a spar."

Dai Mubai looked at Tang Chen.

"What, are you afraid to accept?"

Tang Chen withdrew his gaze.

"Where is the Soul Arena Platform?"

The teacher in charge of registration breathed a sigh of relief.

He immediately took out a Communication Soul Tool and reported the matter to the Education Committee.

"The academy's Soul Arena Platform is behind the main campus."

"Both sides may fight there."

Flender adjusted his glasses.

"Then let's go."

"It'll be a good chance for the academy students to see what true combat is."

Zhao Wuji kept his arms folded and said nothing more.

He glanced at Tang Chen, then in the direction Tang Yuan had left.

With a level ninety-five Super Douluo as his grandfather,

Tang Chen's strength could not possibly be limited to what he had displayed during the test.

The group soon arrived at the Soul Arena Platform.

It was an open-air venue.

Circular stone stands had been built around it, while the central Soul Arena Platform was dozens of meters wide.

A large number of Heaven Dou Royal Academy students received the news and rushed over.

Dugu Yan was among the crowd.

The moment she saw Tang Chen, she raised an arm.

"Tang Chen."

Tang Chen turned to look at her.

Dugu Yan wore a jade-green academy uniform.

Her long hair was tied behind her head, and the silver belt around her waist accentuated her neat figure.

She quickly came to Tang Chen's side.

"You're going to fight someone from Shrek Academy?"

"Tang San proposed the spar himself."

Dugu Yan glanced at Tang San.

"He's that control-system Soul Master?"

"Yes."

Dugu Yan lowered her voice.

"You just fought Poison Douluo, and now you're preparing to spar with him."

"Is your body really all right?"

Tang Chen said,

"I've already recovered."

Only then did Dugu Yan relax.

She reached out and straightened Tang Chen's collar.

"Don't let yourself get hurt."

"I won't."

Dugu Yan nodded gently, but she did not immediately step away.

She stood beside Tang Chen and looked at Tang San, who had already stepped onto the Soul Arena Platform.

Tang Chen walked onto the platform.

Tang San stood on the other side of the Soul Arena Platform.

The two stood twenty meters apart.

Dai Mubai and the other Shrek students stood below the platform.

Yu Tianheng stood on the other side with the Imperial Fighting Team members.

"Once the spar begins, neither side may endanger the other's life."

The teacher overseeing the match stepped into the center of the arena.

"If one side admits defeat, the other must stop attacking immediately."

Tang Chen nodded.

Tang San agreed as well.

The teacher retreated outside the arena.

"Begin."

Tang San raised his right hand.

Blue light gathered in his palm.

A Blue Silver Grass sprouted from the ground, its slender vines rapidly spreading in every direction.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

Three Soul Rings rose from beneath Tang San's feet.

Driven by Soul Power, the Blue Silver Grass transformed into dozens of vines, sealing off the space around Tang Chen.

Tang San did not approach immediately.

He first used the Blue Silver Grass to restrict Tang Chen's movements, then searched for an opportunity to strike.

This fighting style had already proven effective at Soto Great Soul Arena.

Tang Chen raised his right hand.

Purple-black light gathered in his palm.

The Destruction Scepter slowly appeared.

Three black Soul Rings rose with it.

A dense aura of destruction spread outward.

The Blue Silver Grass on the Soul Arena Platform froze at the same time.

Tang San's gaze fell upon the three black Soul Rings.

The Shrek students below the platform also fell silent.

They had seen many Soul Masters at Soto Great Soul Arena, but never such a Soul Ring configuration.

The first Soul Ring was a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

The second Soul Ring was a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

The third was also a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Tang Chen gripped the Destruction Scepter and stepped forward.

"First Soul Skill."

The first black Soul Ring lit up.

"Destruction Judgment."

A purple-black beam shot from the tip of the scepter.

The Blue Silver Grass spreading across the Soul Arena Platform was pierced head-on by the beam.

Vine after vine exploded on the spot.

The power of destruction spread backward along the Blue Silver Grass and reached Tang San in the blink of an eye.

Tang San's expression changed.

He immediately used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his body darting to the side.

The purple-black beam brushed past his sleeve.

The fabric instantly shattered into fragments.

Tang San did not pause.

He used the Blue Silver Grass at the edge of the Soul Arena Platform to change position.

More than a dozen vines rose from the ground, wrapping one after another around Tang Chen's legs and arms.

Tang Chen did not retreat.

He raised the Destruction Scepter, and purple-black Soul Power spread outward.

All the Blue Silver Grass approaching his body snapped at once.

Tang San seized the opportunity, and the third purple Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up.

The Blue Silver Grass swiftly gathered into a massive vine net.

The vine net descended from above, completely enveloping Tang Chen.

"Third Soul Skill, Web Binding."

The Blue Silver Grass vine net tightened.

Tang San had already closed in.

His right hand flicked.

Several flashes of cold light flew from his sleeve.

The hidden weapons passed through the gaps in the vine net, shooting straight toward Tang Chen's shoulders, throat, and chest.

Below the platform, Zhu Zhuqing immediately stepped forward.

The Nether Civet Martial Soul appeared behind her.

Tang Chen did not look back.

"Stay there."

Zhu Zhuqing stopped.

She watched the center of the Soul Arena Platform, her fingers slowly tightening.

Tang Chen raised the Destruction Scepter.

His first Soul Ring lit up once more.

A black beam erupted from within the vine net.

The resilient Blue Silver Grass was torn apart by swathes of purple-black light.

The moment those hidden weapons came into contact with the power of destruction, they all veered off course and fell onto the Soul Arena Platform.

Tang Chen walked out of the shattered vine net.

Tang San had already retreated to the edge of the Soul Arena Platform.

His expression was even more solemn than before.

Yet Tang Chen did not continue using Soul Skills.

He put away the Destruction Scepter.

"Your control methods rely too heavily on your Martial Soul."

"Once the Blue Silver Grass is suppressed, you lose any means of restraining your opponent."

Tang San did not respond.

He raised both hands.

Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground again.

This time, the vines did not attack Tang Chen directly.

Large amounts of Blue Silver Grass intertwined, forming a thick barrier in front of Tang San.

The purple Soul Ring beneath Tang San's feet lit up again.

"Blue Silver Prison."

Several strands of Blue Silver Grass shot up from beneath Tang Chen's feet.

The ground beneath Tang Chen rapidly cracked open.

He took a step back.

The power of the Shadow Demon Spirit Left Leg Bone was released in an instant.

His body vanished from the encirclement of Blue Silver Grass.

Tang San's pupils contracted.

The next moment.

Tang Chen had already appeared before him.

The Destruction Scepter was held horizontally against Tang San's chest.

Purple-black Soul Power suddenly erupted.

Bang!

Tang San's body flew backward.

He flipped once in midair, but after his feet hit the ground, he still slid back several meters.

The soles of his shoes scraped against the stone platform, leaving behind two clear trails.

Tang San lowered his head and glanced at his chest.

His Blue Silver Grass armor had already shattered.

The clothing across his chest had been torn open by the power of destruction, leaving a purple-black mark on his skin.

Tang Chen stood where he was.

"Do you still want to continue?"

Tang San raised his head.

"Continue."

As soon as the words fell, the Blue Silver Grass behind him suddenly grew thicker.

The blue vines rapidly extended under the impetus of Soul Power.

Large patches of blue shadows appeared across the Soul Arena Platform.

Using the Blue Silver Grass to pull himself along, Tang San moved rapidly around the arena.

He no longer engaged Tang Chen head-on.

Each time he passed by, hidden weapons flew from his sleeves.

Short blades, steel needles, and tiny iron pellets appeared in succession.

Tang Chen swung the Destruction Scepter.

Purple-black light formed a barrier before him.

The moment any hidden weapon fell into it, it lost its original force.

Tang San's figure swept past from the side.

He flipped his palm.

A short blade shot straight for Tang Chen's throat.

Tang Chen raised a hand and caught the short blade.

The metal surface was quickly stained with a purple-black sheen.

The short blade broke in two.

Tang San used the Blue Silver Grass to widen the distance again.

Tang Chen took a step forward.

Heavy footsteps rang out across the Soul Arena Platform.

He was not as fast as Tang San, but every step landed on a weak point in the Blue Silver Grass.

Destruction Soul Power spread from beneath his feet.

Patch after patch of Blue Silver Grass withered in succession.

Tang San's range of movement grew smaller and smaller.

Below the platform, Yu Tianheng's gaze was grave.

He had once fought Tang Chen.

At that time, Tang Chen had used only his first Soul Skill to force his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon back head-on.

Now, against Tang San, Tang Chen had not even released his second Soul Skill.

The gap between them was already obvious.

Tang San summoned Blue Silver Grass again.

Vines surged out from all directions at once.

He intended to force Tang Chen to the edge of the Soul Arena Platform before launching his final attack.

Tang Chen stopped walking.

His second black Soul Ring lit up.

The purple-black crystal at the tip of the Destruction Scepter burst forth with intense radiance.

"Myriad Annihilation Return to Void."

A black sphere appeared before Tang Chen.

The surrounding Blue Silver Grass was drawn toward it, one strand after another.

The moment it touched the black sphere, it was broken down by the destructive power within.

Tang San's expression changed completely.

He immediately withdrew the Blue Silver Grass.

But it was already too late.

The black sphere passed through the center of the Soul Arena Platform and appeared before Tang San.

Tang San crossed his hands.

Blue Silver Grass transformed into several layers of vine walls, blocking the space before him.

The black sphere crashed into the first vine wall.

The vine wall vanished instantly.

The second layer.

The third layer.

All the Blue Silver Grass turned into points of light beneath the black sphere's devouring force.

Tang San retreated backward.

His heel had already touched the edge of the Soul Arena Platform.

The final layer of Blue Silver Grass shattered.

The black sphere stopped three inches from Tang San's chest.

The destructive power did not advance any farther, yet it pinned Tang San in place.

Tang San's long blue robe kept tearing apart.

His legs bent, and his knees slammed heavily onto the Soul Arena Platform.

Bang!

Cracks spread across the stone platform.

Tang San braced both hands against the ground, his face pale.

The black sphere still hovered before him.

Tang Chen held the Destruction Scepter, his gaze calm.

"Concede."

Tang San did not answer.

He tried to mobilize his Soul Power again.

The Blue Silver Grass had barely appeared from his palm before it was swallowed on the spot by the black sphere.

Under the backlash of his Soul Power, Tang San's body swayed, and he pressed a hand to the ground.

His knees remained on the Soul Arena Platform.

All the Shrek students below the platform stood frozen in place.

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San and immediately took a step forward.

"Brother!"

Tang Chen raised his eyes to look at her.

The light on the Destruction Scepter suddenly intensified.

Xiao Wu stopped.

Zhu Zhuqing came to the edge of the Soul Arena Platform.

She looked at Tang Chen without speaking.

Tang Chen knew she was worried about him.

"Don't worry."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded gently.

Tang Chen looked back at Tang San.

"You have already lost."

Tang San raised his head.

He looked at the black sphere close before him, then at the Destruction Scepter in Tang Chen's hand.

From the beginning of this exchange until now, he had not touched Tang Chen even once.

The control of the Blue Silver Grass had been easily broken.

The hidden weapons could not get close.

Even Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track could not shake off his opponent's pursuit.

Tang Chen had not even released his third Soul Skill.

Just two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings had completely suppressed every method at his disposal.

Tang San supported himself, trying to stand.

The black orb pressed down.

His arms immediately bore even greater force.

The stone platform beneath his knees continued to crack.

Tang San gritted his teeth as Soul Power continuously surged into his meridians.

Blue Silver Grass condensed into a shattered phantom behind him.

But the instant that phantom appeared, the aura of destruction forced it back into his body.

Tang Chen took a step forward.

"I don't want to repeat myself a second time."

Tang San pressed his palm against the cracked stone platform.

His body paused for a moment.

In the end, Tang San lowered his head.

"I concede."

The black orb dissipated.

The force weighing on him vanished at the same time.

With no support left in his arms, Tang San's body pitched forward.

He braced himself against the ground with his palms, still kneeling in the center of the Soul Arena Platform.

The teacher in charge of officiating immediately stepped onto the Soul Arena Platform.

"Tang Chen wins."

"Tang San of Shrek Academy loses."