Yan looked at Tang San coldly, his eyes full of confusion. In his opinion, the person in front of him must have other trump cards, and he could not let his guard down.
With another collision between the Clear Sky Hammer and Yan's fiery fist, the two were completely separated.
Tang San's body tumbled through the air before slamming hard against a pillar at the edge of the arena. He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground in front of him red. "So strong," Tang San thought to himself. His opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations; he was simply no match for him.
"There's no other way; we have to resort to that move."
Tang San realized he was in dire straits. He had never expected the members of the Martial Soul Team to be so powerful. His usually invincible Hidden Weapon were completely useless in the face of such a huge difference in strength.
Tang San slowly retracted his Clear Sky Hammer, and then the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges his waist shimmered with a pale blue light.
"Let me show you the power of the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons."
Tang San raised his hands, and dozens of Hidden Weapon swarmed out, tracing arcs through the air as they aimed directly at Yan's body. Among these Hidden Weapon were sharp steel needles, poisoned short arrows, and tinderboxes capable of igniting flames. Yan's eyes flashed with surprise at this sight, but he remained calm. He slowly raised his hands, and crimson flames once again gathered in his palms.
Yan let out a low shout, and the air around his body instantly became scorching hot. His body spun rapidly, and the flame in his hand lashed out like a whip, instantly knocking away all the Hidden Weapon that Tang San had launched. The Hidden Weapon burst into sparks in the air, some were directly knocked down, and others exploded instantly upon contact with the flame.
In an instant, the entire arena was illuminated. Tang San did not stop; he quickly took out a silver thread from the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, the end of which was tied to a large iron plate shaped like an eagle.
Tang San gripped the silk thread with both hands and quickly tossed it into the air. The eagle-shaped iron plate instantly soared into the sky like a silver eagle.
Tang San kept adjusting the angle of the silk threads, making the large iron plate shaped like an eagle fly in the air, seemingly preparing for his attack.
Seeing this, Yan couldn't help but feel puzzled. He didn't know what Tang San was trying to do.
"Yan, stop playing with him. We need to prepare for tomorrow's match."
Hu Liena's voice reached Yan's ears.
Yan nodded slightly. In his opinion, Tang San's strength was indeed quite average. Although Tang San's hammer technique put some pressure on him, it did not harm Yan.
"Then let's finish this quickly."
Scorching flames erupted from Yan's body, and a pair of fiery wings grew directly from his back, slowly carrying him into the sky. At this moment, he resembled a Fire God, looking down at Tang San.
" Tang San, although we don't know the full extent of your strength, the victor in today's battle can only be our Spirit Hall Academy."
As he spoke, Yan's body
The blazing flames instantly transformed into countless fireballs, raining down from the sky like a Huo Yu. The entire arena was instantly engulfed in flames, and the temperature soared dramatically, as if even the air itself was ablaze. Tang San's pupils contracted slightly; he hadn't expected Yan to use such a powerful attack.
He made a snap judgment: he couldn't wait any longer; he had to break the deadlock. Tang San tightened the silk threads in his hand instantly, and the eagle-shaped iron plate tumbled in the air, quickly drawing an arc and landing precisely on the path of the fireball.
"This move is for you. You're lucky to witness my self-created Hidden Weapon; I call it... the Soul-Chasing Life-Taking Needle!"
With Tang San's sharp shout, the eagle-shaped iron plate exploded instantly, spewing out countless tiny silver fragments that rained down like a storm, instantly piercing through the fireball's attack. The sounds of fireballs exploding echoed one after another, and the entire arena was instantly illuminated by fire and silver fragments.
Fragments tumbled through the air, falling like a shower of metal. Yan's figure materialized in the flames, his body still ablaze, but his eyes were wide with astonishment. He hadn't expected Tang San's attack to withstand his full-force strike. Yan's expression instantly turned serious. He took a deep breath, and his Fifth Soul Ring slowly lit up, the flames around him intensifying. He cupped a ball of flame in his hands, as if cradling a blazing sun.
Fifth Soul Skill: Hell Sun-Eclipsing Dragon
With Yan's roar, the flame in his hand instantly transformed into a giant fire dragon, wagging its tail as it charged toward Tang San.
The scorching temperature instantly raised the entire arena to an unprecedented level, as if even the air itself was being distorted by the heat. Tang San's pupils contracted slightly; he hadn't expected Yan's Fifth Soul Skill to be so powerful. Facing that enormous fire dragon...
He knew he couldn't avoid it and had to face it head-on. He roared, gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly with both hands, released all his Soul Power, and charged towards the fire dragon. At this moment, Tang San's eyes were only on the blazing fire dragon, but his heart was as clear as a mirror.
The Clear Sky Hammer trembled in his hand, each strike filled with determination and resolve. The fire dragon and Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer collided in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar. Each collision felt like a mountain crashing down, making one's heart tremble. In the scene, Tang San's figure appeared incredibly small under the fire dragon's attacks.
His clothes were burned to shreds, and his body was covered with burn marks. Suddenly, Tang San's body jolted violently, and he spat out another mouthful of blood, losing consciousness. Then, the fire dragon engulfed Tang San.
Yan clearly understood that the power of his Fifth Soul Skill was enough to kill Tang San directly. He hurriedly circulated his Soul Power, trying to change the direction of the fire dragon, but once the Soul Skill was released, it was difficult to control it.
"Miss Zhu Zhuqing."
Yan turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing. The next second, Zhu Zhuqing disappeared and appeared directly in front of Tang San. She slowly raised her hand, and instantly, a chilling aura burst forth from it.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes shone with determination and resolve. She knew this was her only chance to save Tang San. She slowly raised her hand, and icy energy, like a cold, flowing light, seeped from between her fingers, instantly condensing into a crystal-clear ice armor. The ice armor, as if covered in ice crystals, radiated a chilling aura, inspiring fear in all who beheld it. The enormous fire dragon was instantly Ice Seal solid by the icy energy.
Countless stars seemed to twinkle within the ice armor, and the fire dragon was instantly Ice Seal by this powerful chill. The audience below gasped in disbelief; they couldn't believe what they were seeing. The mighty fire dragon had been Ice Seal solid by the cold air. Zhu Zhuqing slowly raised her hand, and with a gentle wave of her palm across the ice armor, it melted away like snow, turning into countless ice crystals that drifted into the air.
"This Tang San, he's so arrogant, but his skills are so weak. I was even worried he'd hurt Yan."
(End of this chapter)