Brother Lin, I'll Help You

Qin Ming stood at the edge of the Soul Arena Platform, gripping the railing tightly with both hands.

His body was trembling, his lips were pressed into a thin line, and a sentence kept churning deep in his throat.

Please, please don't let anything happen, please don't let anything happen.

Yu Tianheng was one of his students.

The Shrek Academy side Resounding Name: Flender's disciple. Regardless of which of these two is seriously injured, he cannot overcome his own conscience.

Yu Xiaogang stood on the other side, gripping the railing tightly with both hands.

His knuckles were white, and his fingernails dug into the metal railing, leaving several deep grip marks.

His gaze remained fixed on the center of the Soul Arena Platform, never wavering for a moment.

Ye Lin was his disciple, who had been by his side since he was six years old and had never been separated from him. He treated Ye Lin almost like his own son.

Yu Tianheng is his nephew, the next successor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and his elder brother's only son.

The child I watched grow up.

He didn't want to see either of them get hurt.

His breathing was heavier than usual, and the rhythm of his chest rising and falling became faster and faster.

Tang San stood at the entrance of the rest room, leaning against the door frame, watching the scene on the Soul Arena Platform.

His face was expressionless, with even a very faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. A thought silently raced through his mind.

"In her previous life, Xiao Wu was severely injured by the Shi Brothers' tortoise shell attack during a match for the Imperial Fighting Team, which enraged all the Shrek Seven Devils."

"But in this life, Xiao Wu is perfectly safe; no one has touched her at all."

"I'll be very happy."

His gaze swept Soul Arena Platform, landing on Ye Lin, who was surrounded by five people. The smile on his lips deepened even further.

"As for whether Ye Lin lives or dies, it's not a big deal."

"If he dies, I can consider taking his Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear Spirit Bone. Such a powerful External Soul Bone would be put to good use if I were to give it to him, which would be a waste."

The two figures collided in the center of the Soul Arena Platform.

Ye Lin's Dark Gold Dreadclaw and Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon were the first to meet.

The moment the five dark Golden claw tips collided with the five dragon claws Entanglement with blue-purple lightning, the entire Soul Arena Platform trembled.

A visible shockwave exploded from the point of impact between the two, distorting the surrounding air for a moment due to the force.

Ye Lin's amplification was all stacked on that claw attack. The amplification from Great Strength, Soul-Transformed Strength, Goliath Giant, and Ning Rongrong's power was combined, causing his arm to bulge with veins and a spiderweb-like crack to appear on the platform beneath his feet.

Yu Tianheng's Dragon Transformation arm covered half of his chest. Blue-purple lightning exploded and then receded on the dragon scales. The Thunderous Fury and the residual force of Thunderous Might were all poured into the dragon claw. His teeth were clenched so hard that they were grinding, and half of his body was exerting force.

The two people's strength reached a certain balance at that moment.

Then the balance shattered.

Ye Lin took a step forward.

His foot shattered a piece of the tabletop, and he pushed Yu Tianheng's dragon claw.

Yu Tianheng's pupils contracted slightly. He could feel the force coming from the dragon claw, flowing down his right arm and into his chest, making his ribs tremble.

He roared and expanded the area of his Dragon Transformation form an inch further, causing lightning to surge, but the dark Golden claw still forced him back.

Ye Lin's second claw followed with a slash, striking Yu Tianheng squarely on the dragon scales on his chest. Several fine cracks appeared on the scales, and Yu Tianheng was sent flying backward by the force of the claw.

Zhu Zhuqing has arrived.

Her Netherworld Hundred Claws descended from her side and rear, and more than a dozen Claw Shadows all converged on the same point on Yu Tianheng's back, tearing open a deep and long gash.

Dai Mubai's tiger claws slashed down from the other side, all the power of the White Tiger Vajra Transformation poured into the claw tips, leaving three deep, bone-revealing wounds on Yu Tianheng's left shoulder.

Yu Tianheng's body tumbled halfway through the air, and Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Wire followed closely behind, the golden-red pillar of fire striking him directly in the chest.

At this moment, Osler's two Leopard Shadow Clones stepped forward and took most of the impact of the flames with their bodies, but the aftershocks still left a charred mark on his chest.

Yu Tianheng coughed up a mouthful of blood and crashed heavily onto the Soul Arena Platform. His back bounced off the ground as he slammed into it, then he turned to the side and curled up, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth onto the ground.

The dragon scales on his Dragon Transformation arm peeled off piece by piece, and the lightning completely went out.

At the same time, the Imperial Fighting Team's attack also landed on Ye Lin.

The Yu Feng- riding blade arrived first.

Dozens of transparent wind blades poured down from his palm, like a sharp rain curtain, landing on Ye Lin's shoulders, back, and arms.

His Golden skin was cut open, and beads of blood seeped from the wounds, gleaming dark red under the light.

Osler's leopard claws slashed in from the other side, three silver-gray Claw Shadows slicing across Ye Lin's waist and ribs, leaving three deep, long bloody marks. Ye Lin's body instantly gained another wound, blood mist exploded around him, and his skin was covered with crisscrossing cracks.

The Shi Mo's Black Tortoise Spinning Blades arrived last, followed by a dozen or so spinning tortoise shell fragments flanking from the side and rear.

Each piece was enveloped in earthy yellow Soul Power, spinning extremely fast, like a whirlwind.

At that very moment, Xiao Wu.

Her Third Soul Ring lit up, and her figure disappeared on the other side of the Soul Arena Platform, reappearing half a step behind Ye Lin the next moment.

She positioned her body between the fragments of the Shi Mo vortex blade and Ye Lin's back.

The spinning fragments of tortoise shell struck her.

It felt like a dozen high-speed spinning blades simultaneously slicing into her shoulders, back, and waist.

Her clothes were instantly soaked in blood, which gushed from the crisscrossing wounds, a horrifying sight under the light.

The force of the impact propelled her forward, causing her to stumble and bump into Ye Lin's back.

She instinctively grabbed his arm with both hands.

She let out a muffled groan, as if it were squeezed out between her teeth.

Her head rested on Ye Lin's shoulder, a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of her mouth, and her eyelids drooped heavily, yet she still managed to keep them open.

Looking at Ye Lin's profile, she managed to squeeze out a broken voice from her throat. "Brother Lin... I'll help you."

Ye Lin felt the warmth and dampness on his back, and felt Xiao Wu's fingers gripping his arm less and less.

He glanced down at the hand hanging down beside his shoulder; blood was seeping between the fingers.

His pupils contracted sharply, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed back the metallic taste in his mouth.

He turned around, and with his left arm, pulled Xiao Wu into his embrace from behind.