Xiao Wu was startled by the call, "Huh?"
Tang San stared intently into her eyes, his words like a gentle trap. " Xiao Wu, you'll stand by my side, won't you?"
Xiao Wu's eyes darted around in panic, her fingers twisting nervously together. "I... I... I..."
Tang San pressed further, his voice carrying an air of persuasion and unquestionable authority. "You'll fight Lin Kong with me, right? Just like we've always fought side by side."
" Zhu Zhuqing." Lin Kong's voice rang out at the opportune moment, calm yet carrying an undeniable weight, "Take Xiao Wu to rest over there."
"Yes, Brother Lin." Zhu Zhuqing responded immediately, without any hesitation. He quickly stepped forward, gently put his arm around Xiao Wu's shoulder, whispered a few words in her ear, and then, half to comfort and half to firmly pull her along, walked towards Ning Rongrong's direction.
This is Xiao Wu, kind-hearted but easily loses her composure under emotional pressure. Tang San tries to "bind" her with words and past affection, while Lin Kong uses a simpler and more direct method—having a trusted sister lead her away from this agonizing choice.
Seeing Xiao Wu being pulled away by Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San's face turned extremely ugly, as if he had been slapped hard in public.
At this point, the Shrek Seven Devils ' formation completely collapsed.
Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing clearly remained uninvolved.
Although Ma Hongjun had made a move, his attack was ineffective, and his Soul Power was significantly depleted. At this moment, he was essentially out of the battle.
Therefore, the only ones who can truly attack Lin Kong are Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Oscar, the support Soul Master who must be protected.
Three against one.
Advantage in numbers?
Looking at Lin Kong, who remained calm and composed despite Dai Mubai's fierce attack, even sporting a faint smile, Tang San felt only coldness and humiliation—what kind of numerical advantage was this?!
With the momentum of his charge, Dai Mubai had already fiercely rushed in front of Lin Kong.
" First Soul Skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
He let out a low roar, his tiger's mouth opened wide, and a solid, dazzling white ball of light condensed, slicing through the air with a sharp whooshing sound, traveling several meters and heading straight for Lin Kong's face!
Lin Kong remained expressionless. A long, sharp Eight Spider Lances behind him suddenly shot out as if it had its own life, accurately striking the oncoming ball of light.
Swoosh—Boom!
The sphere of light was detonated prematurely, and a blinding white light and shockwave exploded outwards, creating a surging airflow.
Amidst the smoke and dust of the explosion, Lin Kong remained completely still; not even a trace was left on the tip of the retracted Eight Spider Lances.
Before Dai Mubai's offensive had ended, he had already activated his Second Soul Skill, " White Tiger Protection Barrier," during his charge. A hazy yet resilient white aura covered his entire body like armor, forcefully piercing through the aftershocks of the explosion. His massive tiger body, carrying a powerful gust of wind, had already closed in on Lin Kong!
Another Eight Spider Lances, trailing a dark purple afterimage, lashed out like a scorpion's tail!
A fierce glint flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes. Without dodging or avoiding, the enormous tiger paw covered by the White Tiger Protection Barrier slammed down with the force of a thousand pounds towards the attacking spider leg!
Bang!
A dull thud resounded, and energy surged forth. This time, the clash appeared to be evenly matched. The spider leg and the tiger paw locked in a stalemate for a moment before repelling each other.
Dai Mubai felt a slight sense of relief. At least, in this kind of pure head-on confrontation, his White Tiger Protection Barrier was sufficient to defend himself. He didn't have to worry about being easily pierced and poisoned by those strange Spider Spear. The deadly poison of the Eight Spider Lances had left him with an extremely deep, even terrifying, impression during the conflict in the Star Dou Great Forest.
Tiger paws and Spider Spear began a dazzling and rapid collision, with dull impacts ringing out one after another. Lin Kong, relying on his External Soul Bone Eight Spider Lances, as Control System Soul Master, actually engaged in close combat with Dai Mubai, a genuine Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder, without retreating an inch!
At first glance, the two seem to be evenly matched?
Dai Mubai grew increasingly anxious. He could sense the other's ease and control, and suddenly roared, " Tang San!"
We can't go it alone anymore! How can the others stand idly by?
"Here it comes!" Tang San finally stopped hesitating. His eyes flashed with purple light as he seized the tiny gap in the retreat of the Eight Spider Lances after Lin Kong and Dai Mubai's latest collision and launched a fierce attack.
" First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"
Countless Blue Silver Grass vines, like venomous snakes that have caught the scent of prey, swarmed out from beneath his feet, spreading rapidly along the ground, their target Lin Kong. If he were to be entangled for even a moment, layers of bindings would immediately follow.
This was precisely the "opportunity" he had been waiting for— Lin Kong was being directly restrained by Dai Mubai, creating an opening in his defense. In previous one-on-one duels, Lin Kong could always easily break free from or avoid Dai Mubai's Entanglement, but now, the situation seemed different?
The next scene shattered his illusions completely.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Several streaks of black light flashed again like a sudden storm, and the Spider Spear that had been on guard transformed into a suffocating cutting storm. All the approaching Blue Silver vines, no matter which direction they came from, were easily cut off and shredded into fragments the moment they made contact.
Precise, efficient, ruthless.
Lin Kong didn't even glance at the vines; most of his attention seemed to still be focused on his struggle with Dai Mubai. Tang San's sneak attack was, to him, as if he were just casually brushing away a few strands of spider silk that were in his way.
It has no effect whatsoever.
Just like their first encounter, just like their second encounter... Tang San's Blue Silver Grass control, which he relied on for his fame, always seemed so pale and powerless in front of Lin Kong, crushed by an almost instinctive restraint.
There is only loss; there is no other possibility.
Tang San: "..."
He stood frozen in place, staring at the shattered Blue Silver Grass scattered on the ground. His face went from flushed to ashen, and finally to deathly gray. It was a deep-seated sense of powerlessness and defeat, as if his tactics had been completely seen through and his abilities had been utterly denied.
Caught off guard by Tang San's frozen posture, looking utterly dejected and devoid of fighting spirit, Dai Mubai felt a surge of anger and anxiety. A nameless rage rushed to his head, and he abruptly took a half-step back, creating some distance, and shouted urgently, " Little Ao!"
He desperately needs Oscar's sausages to replenish his Soul Power and stamina in order to sustain this intense close-quarters combat.
"Coming!" Oscar responded quickly, his Soul Power flashing in his hand. " First Soul Skill, I Have a Big Sausage!"
Several steaming sausages took shape in his palm. Normally, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass would coil around the sausages like a nimble snake and deliver them precisely. But at this moment, Tang San stood still, so Oscar could only grit his teeth and use the most primitive method—to throw the sausages towards Dai Mubai with all his might.
However, the sausage had just flown into the air—
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several Dark Blue Silver Grass, like hunters who had been lying in wait, suddenly burst forth from the ground between Dai Mubai and Oscar. With a precise and powerful swipe of their supple yet powerful blades, they knocked several sausages to the ground as if swatting flies, causing them to roll around a few times and become covered in dust.