Upon hearing this, the seven members of the Martial Soul Team all looked on with suspicion. Had this kid gone mad? Even the seven of them combined couldn't defeat their team; how could this guy possibly take on seven at once?
"Kid, have you lost your mind? Did a donkey kick you in the head?"
Xie Yue's tone was extremely sarcastic, showing that he didn't take Tang San seriously at all.
Tang San ignored Xie Yue's mockery; his eyes were only on Xiao Wu's injured figure. He quickly went to Xiao Wu's side, hugged her in his arms, and then carried her to the edge of the arena, placing her below it for the Shrek Academy students to take care of.
The members of the Martial Soul Team also upheld martial ethics, watching as Tang San sent the rest of his team off the stage. By the time Tang San removed Yu Tianheng from the stage, Xiao Wu had already woken up.
" Third Brother, I'm fine, don't be stubborn."
Tang San's face was ashen, and he said coldly, "I will make these people pay the price."
Xiao Wu raised her head, looked into Tang San's eyes, and slowly said, "I believe you."
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu, his gaze hardening. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, having made his decision.
He stood up, turned around, and walked towards the seven members of the Martial Soul Team. Although his steps were slow, his eyes were full of confidence.
The seven members of the Martial Soul Team watched Tang San walk towards them step by step. They didn't understand what Tang San Tang San to do, but they could feel the strong aura emanating from him.
"One-on-one, I can take on all of you by myself."
As soon as Tang San finished speaking, the seven members of the Martial Soul Team burst into laughter. They didn't understand why Tang San was so arrogant, but they felt this was a golden opportunity.
"Alright, we'll have a one-on-one match with you. Let's see what you're capable of."
Xie Yue was the first to step forward, his two Moon Blade gleaming with a blood-red light, and a powerful aura was instantly released. He looked at Tang San with a contemptuous smile on his face.
Tang San slowly picked up his Clear Sky Hammer. He looked at Xie Yue and then slowly said, "You will regret this."
Xie Yue laughed heartily, ignoring Tang San's words. The Moon Blade in his hand flashed again, and a powerful energy surge rushed towards Tang San.
On the arena, only Tang San and Xie Yue remained. They moved swiftly, constantly alternating between attack and defense. Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer left several wounds on Xie Yue's body, but Xie Yue's attacks also inflicted considerable injuries on Tang San.
Their auras continued to rise, their Soul Power surging forth like a raging river. Their figures constantly clashed, but neither could gain the upper hand.
As time passed, Tang San twirled the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and closed his eyes. His body began to spin, and a powerful energy surged from within him.
Xie Yue was taken aback, unsure of what Tang San was about to do. A crimson light erupted instantly, and a powerful energy surge rushed towards Tang San.
But at that moment, Tang San's body suddenly turned into a phantom and vanished instantly. Xie Yue's attack landed on empty air, and in his surprise, he immediately looked around.
He suddenly felt a powerful energy coming from behind him. He tried to turn around, but it was too late.
With a loud bang, Xie Yue's body was sent flying by a powerful force. He crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Immediately afterwards, Tang San released dozens of Hidden Weapon, rushing directly towards the injured Xie Yue.
The dozens of Hidden Weapon formed a deadly arc in the air, instantly catching up with Xie Yue. The lead Hidden Weapon, like a meteor, streaked across the sky, aiming straight for Xie Yue's throat.
At this moment, Xie Yue was powerless to resist. He could only watch helplessly as the Hidden Weapon streaked through the air and flew towards him. His pupils seemed to dilate instantly, and an endless fear rose in his heart.
Just as the Hidden Weapon was about to strike Xie Yue, scorching flames erupted behind him, instantly burning all the Hidden Weapon in front of him to ashes.
" Xie Yue, you were too careless."
Yan's voice reached Xie Yue's ears, and then a red figure walked up to him.
"Let me handle this. You go and rest. You've been poisoned," Yan said calmly to Xie Yue.
"What? I've been poisoned?" Xie Yue was incredulous.
"Your Soul Power and physical strength are being depleted at an abnormal rate, but you're too caught up in the battle to notice."
A glint of light flashed in Yan's eyes. He had clearly sensed that when Tang San spun around, tiny powder, almost invisible to the naked eye, scattered from his body. It was undoubtedly poison.
Yan slowly stepped forward and said, "I'll be your opponent."
"Hmph, are you trying to use a war of attrition? Bring it on, I have no fear."
Tang San stood on the arena, his figure appearing somewhat lonely in the wind. He looked at Yan before him, his eyes filled with determination and confidence. "A gauntlet battle? That's a method only cowards like you would use," Yan said coldly. Yan's eyes sharpened, and he slowly raised his hand, a ball of crimson flame instantly condensing in his palm. "Defeating you is enough for me alone. The poison you release has no effect on me." Yan thrust his palm forward, and the ball of crimson flame instantly rushed towards Tang San.
Tang San's expression shifted slightly. He instantly retreated, dodging Yan's attack. His body spun in the air, a powerful energy surging from within him. "What kind of power is this? Why can I feel its heat?"
Tang San was somewhat surprised, as he felt his body being constantly eroded by this energy. He dared not be negligent in the slightest, and the Clear Sky Hammer reappeared in his hand.
A faint glow emanated from his Clear Sky Hammer, and he began to gather his strength on the spot. Although his Clear Sky Hammer did not have Soul Skill, he could still unleash that move— the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.
He wielded the Clear Sky Hammer and launched an attack instantly. The Clear Sky Hammer seemed to become exceptionally heavy in Tang San's hands, but his speed was incredibly fast.
Hammer after hammer fell upon Yan like a storm. Yan dodged through the air, not using any Soul Skill, but relying solely on his agility and powerful defense to withstand Tang San's attacks.
Tang San's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer is powerful, but it consumes a great deal of physical and Soul Power.
After several rounds, Tang San was already feeling somewhat exhausted. "At this rate, I'm afraid I'm no match for him." Tang San knew in his heart that his opponent's Soul Power Level was far superior to his own, and he still had some shortcomings in practical combat experience and the application of Soul Skill. If the fight continued like this, he would undoubtedly lose.
"Is this what you meant by taking on seven opponents at once?"
(End of this chapter)