Tang San let out a hysterical shriek in his heart. His hands, hidden within his sleeves, suddenly thrust toward his waist, ten fingers locking onto the catches of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. Sixteen bone-piercing, cold gleams suffused with dark green, deadly poison locked onto Su Chen on the high platform!
At that exact moment, Su Chen's mind stirred. The gaze of the purple-gold divine pupils pierced directly through the void, looking straight into Tang San's sleeve cuffs, and a sharp, chilling intent to kill quietly bloomed.
The three girls were just preparing to turn and walk toward the white-robed youth on the waiting area seats. In everyone's eyes, this one-sided team battle had already been decided.
Inside the shattered Shrek half of the arena, a sudden transformation occurred.
"Why... Why did you take everything from me?!"
A roar squeezed out from the depths of the nether hell broke the quiet of the arena. Tang San's hair was disheveled, and his originally delicate face was now twisted and horribly deformed due to extreme jealousy and malice.
His martial soul was crippled, his fortuitous encounters were stolen, and even the girl he regarded as his lifelong reverse scale now had a heart and mind filled only with that white-robed youth!
The ironclad rule of the Soto Great Soul Arena forbidding fatal strikes? The moral code of soul master sparring?
Everyone standing in his way deserved to die! Since he could not have it, everyone would go to hell together!
"Tang Secret Technique... Myriad Blossoms Rain!"
Tang San's eyes were as scarlet as blood, and the remaining Mysterious Heaven Skill internal power within his body ran wildly and recklessly without reservation at this moment. His hands, hidden within his wide sleeves, jerked violently.
Accompanied by two piercing metallic explosions, a full two sets of Godly Zhuge Crossbows crafted from fine iron sprang out from the bottoms of his sleeves!
Not only that, but his ten fingers slid across the TwentyFour Bridges Bright Moon Night at his waist like phantoms. Dozens of bone-piercing nails as fine as ox hair, Shadowing Sand steel needles, and bone-piercing flying knives were hurled out!
Over thirty lethal, cold gleams tainted with dark green, deadly poison transformed into a curtain of death enveloping the entire half of the arena amidst ear-piercing, piercing sonic shrieks.
The targets locked on so tightly were precisely the three girls who had just turned their backs and were completely unprepared!
"Since you want to protect him, go die together!" Tang San shrieked madly, blackish-red blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, his expression terrifying.
"Watch out!"
Ning Rongrong let out a cry of alarm. The three girls simply had no time to execute a defensive maneuver, and the deadly toxic light had already closed in within three chi of their backs!
On the high platform, Su Chen, who had originally been leaning lazily against the soft chair, stared downward.
"Courting death."
Spitting out two flat, low words, Su Chen's aura, which had been flowing steadily with his breathing, erupted violently, leaving behind a residual image in place!
Boom! Su Chen transformed into a towering, unshakeable Primordial divine mountain, instantly flashing to position himself directly in front of Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong.
Facing the sky-full of poisoned hidden weapons hurtling straight at him, the purple-gold double pupils in the depths of Su Chen's eyes blazed fiercely, and the Ancestral Dragon Hegemony Body Art within his body surged directly to its ultimate boundary!
Roar! A dragon roar that shook the vault of heaven burst forth thunderously from within his body, and a black soul ring rose upward!
Clang clang clang!
The steel bolts of the Godly Zhuge Crossbows-which were sufficient to pierce the protective aura of a fortieth-rank soul master-along with those bone-piercing nails drenched in the deadly poison of the Mandala Snake, collided with this layer of Pure Yang Dragon Aura, emitting a dense, rapid series of crisp impacts.
Not a single poisonous needle could breach even the slightest bit of Su Chen's defense!
Under the scorching heat of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon's supreme, masculine, origin-level aura, those hidden weapons crafted from fine iron melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the icy snake poison attached to them was completely incinerated into nothingness!
The three girls stood behind Su Chen, feeling the wide, warm back of the youth before them, their hearts trembling violently.
Zhu Zhuqing's gaze landed on the youth's immaculate white robes, filled entirely with infatuation and awe. Xiao Wu bit her lower lip tightly, tears swirling in her eye sockets. Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes widened even further...
That black soul ring, under the gaze of tens of thousands of spectators, emitted the miraculous light of a divine phenomenon that subverted the common sense of the entire soul master world!
"It truly is... a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! I didn't see it wrong!"
Manager Ao in the VIP seating area abruptly crushed the railing in his hand, letting out a startled cry of disbelief.
Tens of thousands of spectators in the entire audience plunged into shock at this moment!
Su Chen on the arena did not give Tang San any time to be shocked or to catch his breath at all.
"Launching cold arrows from the shadows, your methods are as lowly as a gutter rat."
Su Chen raised his right hand, his five fingers forming a half-closed fist. A dark golden fist print the size of a palm, yet spitting and swallowing spatial destruction cracks, instantly manifested-Self-Created Divine Skill... Dragon Emperor Void-Shattering Fist!
"Since this pair of hands of yours likes playing with hidden weapons so much, then never use them again."
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Chen threw a punch through the air, fiercely striking out toward Tang San from afar!
Rumble!! The space in the center of the arena was compressed by an inch on the spot.
The dark golden, dragon-shaped fist radiance cleaved through the air, kicking off turbulent waves of air dozens of zhang high, and slammed toward Tang San with an unstoppable, crushing momentum!
At this juncture of life and death, Tang San frantically urged the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, wanting to dodge. Yet, locked down by that supreme Dragon Emperor fist intent, even moving a single finger became a pipe dream!
Crack! Crack!
The dark golden fist radiance did not directly smash Tang San's physical body to pieces; instead, the Pure Yang Dragon Aura rampantly surged inward along the meridians of his arms, shattering his primary meridians inch by inch and completely incinerating them!
"Ah!!"
Tang San let out a heart-rending, miserable scream, his entire body sent flying backward dozens of meters. His arms hung limply at his sides, and that pair of hands that had originally been nimble was now completely crippled!
"Little San!!"
Down below in the wheelchair, Yu Xiaogang witnessed this horrifying scene, feeling as though his entire body had been struck by a fivefold thunderbolt. The twin martial souls genius he had meticulously selected, the direct disciple upon whom he had pinned his lifelong hopes of revenge and making a name for himself, had actually been crippled of both arms on the spot in full view of the public!
"Puff!!"
Overwhelmed by violent anger and agitation, the vital blood within Yu Xiaogang's body completely reversed. Spitting out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes rolled back, his neck tilted sideways, and he passed out cold right there in the wheelchair!
"The Shrek Team openly violated the iron laws of soul fighting, using lethal, poisoned hidden weapons to launch a sneak attack!"
Manager Ao in midair wore a stern expression, his voice resounding through the entire soul fighting arena accompanied by mighty soul power: "Following the unanimous ruling of the Great Soul Arena referee panel, all soul fighting points of the Shrek Team are canceled, their qualification to register and participate in battles at the Great Soul Arena is stripped for life, and they are permanently expelled!"
Tidal waves of thunderous cursing and booing rushed toward the shattered Shrek faction below.
Flender and Zhao Wuji looked ashen, charging onto the arena in a state of utter wretchedness. They scooped up the heavily wounded and dying Tang San and Dai Mubai, pushed the unconscious Yu Xiaogang, and fled in panic amidst the scornful gazes of tens of thousands of spectators.
Just at that moment, deep within Su Chen's mind, the system interface that had maintained silence all along quietly bloomed with tiny spots of golden light:
[Judgment successful: The host has frontally crushed the Child of Destiny Tang San's lethal hidden weapon sneak attack, publicly abolishing his arm meridians and Tang Sect hidden weapon foundation, causing Shrek Academy to be thoroughly discredited and the fortune of every member to collapse...]
[Fortune plundering complete, triggering a God-Level Critical Hit reward: Obtained the heavenly divine-grade supreme treasure... one drop of the "Nine-Colored Divine Marrow" (containing the rhyme of creation, capable of thoroughly cleansing and refining an auxiliary-type tool martial soul).]
Su Chen's expression remained ordinary, the Pure Yang Dragon Aura within his body slowly withdrawing back inside, and that black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring similarly fading away.
He turned around, his gaze falling upon the three girls.
"It's over." Su Chen's tone was gentle as he raised a hand to gently rub the slightly red corners of Xiao Wu's eyes, then casually patted the cool, slender shoulders of Zhu Zhuqing beside him. "With me here, those clowns can't stir up any waves."
Zhu Zhuqing obediently lowered her head, a layer of mist welling up in her cat pupils as she gently rested her slightly trembling palm in the palm of Su Chen's hand.
Xiao Wu flung herself directly into Su Chen's embrace, hugging his waist tightly and refusing to let go.
Ning Rongrong stood to one side, watching the youth in white who looked just like a deity. Her heartbeat was as fast as a frightened little deer, and brilliant ripples flashed endlessly within the depths of her eyes.
Just during this tender moment, the purple-gold double pupils deep within Su Chen's eyes abruptly constricted.
Boom! A sense of crisis transformed into a divine sword plummeting from the vault of heaven, stabbing into his sea of consciousness without the slightest warning!
The Delusion-Breaking Divine Pupils deep within his sea of consciousness frantically emitted piercing, early-warning roars!
In Su Chen's perception, the clamor of the entire Soto Great Soul Arena was forcibly pulled away at this moment.
Deep within the shadows of the dome above, a sharp, vast terrifying sword intent capable of cleaving even the heavens and earth in two with a single sword crossed the void and silently locked onto the space between his brows with absolute deadliness!
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