All flash and no substance
On the arena, Tang San looked at Xing, who was holding the Flaming Lance, took a deep breath, and Blue Silver Grass rapidly grew from his palm. The next moment, four Soul Ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.
White, yellow, purple, black.
The moment the four Soul Ring appeared, a great deal of discussion erupted in the audience seats, who were waiting for the match to begin.
"A black Fourth Soul Ring?"
"The Fourth Soul Ring is ten thousand years? How is that possible?"
"Wait, why is his First Soul Ring still white?"
Not to mention ordinary viewers, even teachers from various academies couldn't help but take a second look. A ten-year First Soul Ring, yet possessing a ten-thousand-year Fourth Soul Ring —this Soul Ring Configuration looked strange no matter how you looked at it.
Even in the VIP section, Herta rarely lingered his gaze for more than a moment.
She gripped the Flaming Lance with one hand, and crimson flames suddenly rose from its tip.
"Flaming Lance-- "
Xing's body suddenly leaned forward.
"Charge!"
Boom!
The arena floor exploded instantly, and Xing, enveloped in flames, charged head-on towards Tang San.
Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.
That's incredibly fast!
"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Pole Vault!"
A white Soul Ring lit up, and several strands of Blue Silver Grass instantly pierced the ground before snapping straight up. Tang San used the rebound force to leap into the air, with Xing's Flaming Lance almost grazing his feet.
While still in mid-air, Tang San's right hand had already reached for the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist.
With a flick of his wrist.
Whoosh whoosh!
Several Hidden Weapon flew out from different angles, heading straight for Xing's shoulders, wrists, and legs.
March 7th in the stands immediately stood up.
"Using Hidden Weapon?!"
She leaned against the railing, looking dissatisfied.
"That's so despicable!"
Lin Yuan leaned back in his chair without speaking, only looking at Tang San below, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Xing raised his Flaming Lance and held it horizontally in front of him.
Crimson energy instantly erupted from the front of the gun.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Before the Hidden Weapon even actually touched the gun, they were bounced away as if they had hit an invisible wall.
The moment Tang San landed, his footwork immediately changed.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!
With a flicker, he vanished from Xing's sight.
When she reappeared, Tang San had already circled around behind her.
"Flaw!"
Tang San's eyes flashed with purple light, and several more Hidden Weapon appeared between his hands. He was about to make a move when Xing didn't even turn her head.
She gripped the Flaming Lance and slammed it into the ground.
Boom!
A burst of crimson energy erupted.
Centered on the Flaming Lance, large sections of the sturdy arena floor cracked, with fissures rapidly spreading in all directions.
Tang San's expression changed.
The Hidden Weapon he was about to throw had to be retrieved, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was activated again, allowing him to quickly create distance behind him.
Ke Xing had already drawn his Flaming Lance.
The spearhead, carrying a scorching heat, aimed straight at Tang San.
Tang San swayed to the side, narrowly avoiding the spear tip, and then used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to circle around to Xing's side and rear again.
once.
twice.
three times.
Tang San kept changing positions.
Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Xing's legs from different directions, but each time it was easily burned off by the energy on the Flaming Lance.
On the Shrek's preparation bench, Dai Mubai watched with increasing focus.
"The Little San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was indeed effective."
Oscar nodded.
"At least so far, she hasn't encountered Little San."
Ma Hongjun perked up even more.
"I told you, we can't confront her head-on."
Yu Xiaogang didn't say anything, he just stared intently at the ring.
As long as Tang San can maintain this pace, there may still be a chance.
In the center of the arena.
Tang San dodged the Flaming Lance once again.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track activated.
His figure disappeared from Xing's left side and reappeared behind her the next moment.
Now!
Tang San flipped his hand, and several Hidden Weapon appeared between his fingers.
But just as he was about to throw it, Xing's lips suddenly curled into a smile.
Tang San's heart skipped a beat.
The next second, the Flaming Lance in Xing's hand turned into flames and vanished.
The metal baseball bat reappeared in her hand.
"Got you?"
Tang San's expression changed drastically.
Too close!
He was about to use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track again when Xing turned around.
The baseball bat tore through the air with a piercing whistle.
Bang!!!
The staff struck Tang San squarely in the abdomen.
Tang San's eyes widened suddenly, his whole body arched like a shrimp, and he was forced to exhale, his eyes almost rolling back in his head.
The next moment.
He was sent flying.
Bang!
Tang San crashed heavily onto the edge of the arena, rolled several meters, and finally lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog.
The Blue Silver Grass dissipated.
All four Soul Ring extinguished simultaneously.
The entire room fell silent.
Xing picked up his baseball bat, glanced at Tang San lying in the distance, and casually commented.
"Fancy and over-the-top."
She then turned to look at the audience.
"Next."
The Shrek training camp erupted in chaos.
"The Little San!"
Xiao Wu was the first to rush out, followed by Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and the others.
The crowd quickly gathered around Tang San.
"Little San, mistress!"
"The Little San!"
Ma Hongjun squatted down and checked Tang San's breathing, then immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"He's still breathing, he's not dead!"
Xiao Wu glared at him fiercely.
"Shut up!"
Just then, Yu Xiaogang, leaning on his crutch, strode quickly onto the ring.
Seeing Tang San unconscious, his face immediately darkened, and then he abruptly turned his head and pointed at Xing.
"It's just an exchange competition!"
Why did you use such force?!
Xing frowned.
Before she could speak, a whooshing sound suddenly came from above.
Whoosh!
The cyan arrow fell instantly.
Boom!
The arrow struck Yu Xiaogang directly in front of his feet, instantly cracking the hard arena.
Yu Xiaogang froze on the spot.
The Shrek members all looked up.
In the VIP section.
The Imperial Bow in Lin Yuan's hand slowly dissipated.
He looked down, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly throughout the stadium.
"Roll."
Yu Xiaogang's expression changed.
Lin Yuan continued speaking.
"You're not as skilled as others, yet you're still complaining and blabbing."
His gaze fell on Yu Xiaogang.
"One more time, and you're out."
The entire Shrek side immediately fell silent.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale and then red, but in the end he didn't dare to say another word.
Flender has also arrived.
"Take the Little San away first."
Dai Mubai and Oscar quickly helped Tang San up.
Yu Xiaogang glanced at the arrow at his feet, and in the end, he could only follow behind, leaning on his cane, and slunk away from the arena.
In the VIP section, March 7th looked in the direction Yu Xiaogang had left and curiously turned his head.
"Lin Yuan, who was that person just now?"
Lin Yuan withdrew his gaze.
"Just a self-righteous ingrate."
March 7th said "Oh," and glanced twice at Yu Xiaogang's retreating figure.
"Sure enough, I knew he wasn't a good person."
On the other side, Bibi Dong quietly watched Yu Xiaogang's disheveled figure limping away, her face revealing no emotion.
Only after that figure had completely left the arena did she turn her gaze back to the three members of the Golden Generation standing behind her.
Finally, their gaze fell upon Yan.
"Yan."
Yan immediately stepped forward.
"Your His Holiness the Pope."
Bibi Dong glanced at Xing on the stage.
"Why don't you go up and give it a try?"
Yan grinned.
"Yes!"
Meanwhile, on the arena, another academy genius from the Star Luo Empire region rushed up to challenge.
Bang!
The baseball bat left a trail of afterimages.
Before the person could even fully unleash their Soul Skill, they were already flying sideways off the arena.
Xing put the bat back on his shoulder.
Just as the host was about to ask if there were any more challengers, a fiery red figure leaped up from the Spirit Hall Academy area.
Bang!
Yan landed heavily in the center of the arena.
The intense heat instantly spread outwards.
He looked up at the stars before him, clasped his hands in greeting, and said:
"Galactic Baseballer."
"Spirit Hall, Yan."
Please enlighten me!