Missed Strike. Yu Tianheng quickly turned back, lightning surging around him as he charged forward with increased speed.
Tang San dodged and shifted for a moment, arriving behind Yu Tianheng.
A patch of green light rose from his head.
"Head Spirit Bone Skill - Turtle Head Charge!"
Tang San drove power through his legs, leading with his head, his body shooting toward Yu Tianheng like a loosed arrow. He was so fast that his opponent had no time to react.
The headbutt struck Yu Tianheng squarely in the abdomen, making his body bend like a bow in pain. His eyes bulged, his mouth opened involuntarily, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Clearly, he had suffered badly.
Yu Tianheng was rammed tens of meters away by the headbutt, rolling two and a half times across the ground before finally stopping. He had nearly fallen out of the arena.
His eyes were filled with shock and uncertainty as he looked at Tang San, his right hand constantly rubbing his abdomen. It took him a long while to catch his breath.
"As expected, he can't be underestimated!"
Tang San looked at Yu Tianheng, who had almost fallen off the arena, and a trace of regret flashed through his eyes, but he was not discouraged.
Acting on the spirit of taking your life while you were down, Blue Silver Grass appeared in Tang San's hand, and four yellow Soul Rings emerged one after another.
Amid a burst of commotion from the spectator stands, Tang San directly released Parasite and Bind, tying Yu Tianheng at the edge of the arena up like a rice dumpling.
Yu Tianheng's expression stiffened. Looking at Tang San in the distance, who had put away his Martial Soul again and taken up his stance, his eyes filled with