The battle is far from over.
Tang San's voice rang out, not loud, but exceptionally firm.
He slowly straightened up, and the fluctuations of his Soul Power not only did not subside, but began to surge even more violently.
"You want me to admit defeat?" Tang San smirked.
Zhu Zhuqing may indeed have had an extraordinary encounter, gaining abilities far beyond his comprehension.
but...
Tang San took a deep breath.
He is Tang San; he would never admit defeat.
He said he wanted to be the strongest among the Shrek Seven Devils; this wasn't arrogance, but a predetermined fact.
Thinking this, Tang San's eyes flashed with purple light, and he activated his Purple Demon Eye to its fullest extent, staring intently at the faint spatial ripples around Zhu Zhuqing.
and.
Tang San didn't believe that Zhu Zhuqing's Great Void Technique was flawless.
Every ability has its limitations.
Soul Power consumption, duration, casting intervals... there will always be weaknesses.
Tang San's mind was racing.
Although it seemed that all his attacks missed in the previous exchange, he still managed to detect some subtle signs thanks to the extreme insight of his Purple Demon Eye.
Zhu Zhuqing did not remain in a blurred state throughout the entire process.
It is only used at the very moment an attack is about to strike.
What does this tell us?
This indicates that this ability either consumes a great deal of Soul Power, or " Spiritual Power," and cannot be maintained for a long time;
It either puts a certain burden on oneself and cannot be used as a normal state.
Either way, it presents a breakthrough for Tang San.
A war of attrition.
These three words flashed through his mind.
Since a decisive victory is impossible, let's use the simplest and safest method.
Exhaust your Spiritual Power and push yourself to your limits!
" Zhu Zhuqing, be careful."
Tang San said no more, and once again used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, but this time, his attack method was completely different.
No longer pursuing a fatal blow, no longer trying to create opportunities with sophisticated techniques.
Instead, it was like a tidal wave, wave after wave of continuous harassing attacks!
The Blue Silver Grass vines no longer sought to Entanglement and bind, but instead transformed into dozens of sharp grass thorns, constantly stabbing at Zhu Zhuqing from various angles.
Each strike was not intended to achieve victory, but only to force her to use that ethereal ability.
At the same time, Tang San flicked his hands repeatedly, and small Hidden Weapon such as Bone-Piercing Needle, willow-leaf knives, and flying locust stones rained down like raindrops.
These Hidden Weapon weapons are not very powerful, but they are numerous, angled in a tricky way, and are almost silent.
What he wanted was to force Zhu Zhuqing to keep dealing with the situation and to keep exhausting her resources!
On the sidelines, Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
" The Little San is playing a war of attrition."
He whispered to Flender, "Did he see the weakness in Zhu Zhuqing's ability?"
Flender adjusted his glasses, a serious look flashing in his eyes behind the lenses. "It should be, but... will it really work? Zhu Zhuqing's strength is unfathomable now."
Zhao Wuji scratched his head. "This kid's a stubborn mule. But... I like him!"
Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing remained composed.
Faced with Tang San's relentless harassment and attacks, she only occasionally shifted her body slightly to avoid the vines and thorns;
As for Hidden Weapon, the body slightly blurs just before they strike, allowing them to pass through the "illusory image" before solidifying again.
Throughout the entire process, she barely moved her feet.
But a barely perceptible flicker crossed the depths of her eyes.
Tang San guessed correctly.
The "etherealization" ability of the Great Void Technique does indeed consume a significant amount of Spiritual Power.
Especially at this level, her control over spatial power is far from being effortless. Each time she becomes ethereal, she needs to precisely manipulate Spiritual Power to disturb the surrounding space and briefly "strip" herself out of reality.
This kind of attrition is the key to defeating a stronger opponent.
But the problem is...
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Tang San's relentless attacks and shook her head slightly.
Third brother, you miscalculated something.
The current power gap between you and me...
It's already too big.
Zhu Zhuqing remained completely unconcerned.
The vast disparity in strength significantly diminishes the significance of this war of attrition.
At the current pace, even if Tang San exhausts his Soul Power first, she will probably still have most of her Spiritual Power left.
But Zhu Zhuqing didn't say it out loud.
Since Tang San wants to see it, let him see it; otherwise, he won't be satisfied.
She simply continued to deal with the situation calmly, even intentionally controlling the frequency of her ethereal transformations, occasionally using pure movement techniques to evade some attacks, making Tang San believe that his tactics were working.
She also wanted to see Tang San, whom the Grandmaster praised as "a monster among monsters".
When cornered, how many cards can they still play?
Time ticked by, second by second.
Fine beads of sweat had appeared on Tang San's forehead, and his breathing had become rapid.
The continuous high-intensity output of Soul Power, the constant use of the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and the incessant throwing of Hidden Weapon took a heavy toll on him.
If it weren't for the Mysterious Heaven Skill's inexhaustible nature, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for long.
But Zhu Zhuqing remained as composed as ever.
Even her breathing rate remained unchanged.
"How is that possible...?"
A sense of anxiety finally rose in Tang San's heart.
His tactical theory is sound; forcing the opponent to continuously exert high-energy-consuming abilities is a classic strategy for the weak to defeat the strong.
But why does Zhu Zhuqing's Spiritual Power seem inexhaustible?
Could it be that her total Spiritual Power far exceeds that of others of the same level? Or is the consumption of this Great Void Technique not as great as I imagined?
No, that's impossible.
The Purple Demon Eye's observations are never wrong.
Each time Zhu Zhuqing became ethereal, her aura would fluctuate extremely subtly, a sign of her Spiritual Power being severely depleted.
That means...
Is her total Spiritual Power really far greater than mine?
This thought made Tang San's heart sink.
But soon, he shook his head.
We cannot lose.
We absolutely cannot lose.
It wasn't just for the title of "the strongest of the Shrek Seven Devils," but also because of the pride deep in his heart—the pride of being a disciple of the Tang Sect and of having lived two lives.
"Since that's the case..."
A resolute glint flashed in Tang San's eyes.
Without further hesitation, his Soul Power began to circulate in a special way, flowing down his spine and into a special bone in his back.
"Hiss hiss hiss--"
The next instant, eight sharp, purplish-black spears, gleaming with metallic luster, suddenly burst forth from behind Tang San's clothes!
Each spear is about 1.5 meters long, with a streamlined, menacing curve. The spearhead gleams with a cold purple light, and a faint, sweet, metallic scent emanates from it.
External Soul Bone, Eight Spider Lances!
"What is that...?"
On the sidelines, apart from Yu Xiaogang and Xiao Wu, who already knew, everyone else stared wide-eyed.
Ma Hongjun's mouth dropped open. "Spider legs?"
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth. " Tang San, he..."
Oscar gasped, "What a terrifying aura!"
Zhao Wuji's pupils constricted sharply. "This is... Soul Bone? No, the shape is wrong..."