Heaven Dou vs. Shrek (7)

He had no intention of attacking.

Roughing up a girl wasn't his style. As long as Ning Rongrong withdrew the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Shrek's amplification system would be crippled, and the battle would be more than half won.

Ning Rongrong bit her lip, her eyes reddening.

In all her years, no one had ever dared force her like this. Wherever the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect went, wasn't she surrounded by admirers like the moon among the stars? But the man before her wasn't falling for any of it.

"How dare you! My father is Ning Fengzhi!" Furious and anxious, she invoked her father's name.

Lin Chen sneered. "This is the Star Dou Great Forest, not the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Either withdraw your Martial Soul, or I'll do it myself. You choose."

His tone left no room for negotiation.

"Rongrong!" Dai Mubai grew anxious and turned to rush to her rescue.

But how could Yu Tianheng give him that chance?

"Trying to leave? Get past me first!"

Yu Tianheng roared and unleashed his Third Soul Skill, Thunderous Fury, at full force. Countless bolts of purple lightning rained down, striking at Dai Mubai in a dense barrage and forcing him back. Lightning crashed against the White Tiger shield, erupting in a series of explosive booms.

Dai Mubai was frantic and furious, but Yu Tianheng had him firmly tied down. He couldn't break free.

Seeing this, Tang San immediately gripped three Dragon Whisker Needles between his fingertips, ready to fire them at Lin Chen's back.

But as soon as he raised his hand, a pink figure blocked his path.

"Trying to sneak up on Brother Lin Chen?" Xiao Wu stood there smiling, but firmly blocked his route.

Tang San frowned deeply. Several times he tried to change direction and circle around her, but Xiao Wu intercepted him with precision every time. Her Teleportation was too nimble; like a sore clinging to his bones, she couldn't be shaken off.

Tuo Mushuo tried to rush over and save Ning Rongrong, but Dugu Yan's Jade Phosphorous Poison Mist swept over him, blotting out the sky and firmly entangling him. Without Oscar's Detoxifying Sausage, he didn't dare charge straight through and could only watch helplessly as Lin Chen closed in on Ning Rongrong.

Shrek's entire formation was instantly broken apart and scattered.

Without Oscar's supplies or Ning Rongrong's amplification, everyone's strength dropped sharply.

The power of Dai Mubai's White Tiger had weakened by thirty percent, and Yu Tianheng's lightning pressed him steadily backward; Tuo Mushuo's poison mist grew thinner and thinner, allowing Dugu Yan to push him back; Ma Hongjun's breathing gradually grew unsteady as well, and even his phoenix flames dimmed considerably.

Ye Lingling seized the opportunity, and the Nine Heart Begonia blazed with light.

"Nine Heart Begonia: Bloom!"

A pale golden halo spread out, quickly healing the injuries of everyone on the Heaven Dou side. The Blue Silver Grass entangling them was also swept aside by gentle Soul Power. Yu Tianheng surged with Soul Power and struck back with lightning, forcing Dai Mubai to retreat again and again.

The situation had completely reversed.

"Bastard!"

Dai Mubai flew into a rage. He threw back his head and let out a tiger's roar that shook the heavens.

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

White Soul Power soared into the sky. His body swelled, his muscles knotted, and tiger stripes spread across his cheeks.

He unleashed the full force of his peak level thirty-seven Soul Elder strength, blasting apart Yu Tianheng's lightning suppression.

He knew that Lin Chen was the key to this battle.

As long as they took Lin Chen down, everything else would be easy.

Tang San also drew a deep breath and slowly pulled the Godly Zhuge Crossbow from behind his back.

Its pitch-black body gleamed coldly, and sixteen bolts were already loaded.

This was his ultimate trump card, one he had never intended to use lightly.

But now he had no choice but to bring it out.

The ebony body of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow gleamed with a chilling light, and sixteen armor-piercing bolts trembled slightly in their slots.

Tang San's gaze was as cold as ice. At this point, he could no longer concern himself with their bond as people from the same hometown. All he saw was an opponent, and even if he injured him, wouldn't shaking hands and making peace afterward be settled with a word?

Tang San pushed the Purple Demon Eye to its limit, locking firmly onto the center of Lin Chen's back. His finger didn't hesitate for an instant-

"Whoosh!"

The moment the trigger was pulled, sixteen bolts lined up and shot toward Lin Chen like a torrential downpour, tearing through the air with a piercing whistle.

Every bolt had been coated with anesthetic and possessed tremendous penetrating power. Even a Soul Elder's protective Soul Power could be pierced with ease.

But the instant the bolts left the string, Lin Chen's figure blurred once more.

Like a drop of water merging into the sea, he vanished from where he stood.

"Not good!"

Alarm bells rang wildly in Tang San's mind. He pushed the Purple Demon Eye to its limit in an instant, trying to catch sight of his opponent.

But before he could turn his head, the air beside him abruptly tightened. A pressure as heavy and unfathomable as an abyss descended out of nowhere, bearing down hard on him.

"Chaos Suppression."

The familiar voice sounded beside his ear, exploding in the depths of his heart.

Tang San felt his whole body grow heavy. The Soul Power in his meridians seemed to freeze, its circulation instantly turning sluggish.

The second shot from the Godly Zhuge Crossbow was stopped cold at the trigger; no matter what he did, he couldn't pull it. Beads of cold sweat the size of beans sprang up on his forehead and dripped from his jaw, and a chill ran down his spine.

Was this the absolute gap in level and Soul Rings? A level thirty-six Soul Elder had used just one Soul Skill to bring his Soul Power as a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster to a complete standstill. He couldn't even move a finger.

Just as he desperately circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill to break through the suppression, a pink figure darted out from the side.

At some point, Xiao Wu had circled around to his other side. A faint pink glow shimmered in her ruby-like eyes.

"Second Soul Skill, Charm!"

A gentle wave of pink light struck Tang San's pupils with precision.

Tang San's Soul Power had already been locked down by Chaos Suppression. His sea of consciousness jolted, and his gaze turned vacant. That brief instant of distraction was enough to decide victory or defeat for a close-range Power Attack System Soul Master.

"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

Xiao Wu gave a low shout and spun into the air, her slender waist unleashing astonishing supple force. Her right leg whipped into Tang San's chest with a howl of wind.

The Soft Bone Rabbit's supple force erupted in full, traveling through his ribs and penetrating his chest.

Tang San grunted and flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He sailed a full five or six meters before crashing heavily into a pile of rubble. The Godly Zhuge Crossbow flew from his hand and rolled aside, and a mouthful of bright red blood welled from his mouth.

"Tang San!" Dai Mubai cried out in alarm, turning to rush over.

But how could Yu Tianheng give him that chance?

"Trying to leave? Stay here!"

Yu Tianheng roared and drove his Third Soul Skill, Thunderous Fury, to its full power.

Purple lightning coiled around him like pythons. His figure flashed, and he caught up with Dai Mubai in an instant, his right fist wreathed in dense lightning as it smashed into the White Tiger shield.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three punches in succession, each heavier than the last.

Without the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification, Dai Mubai's defense had already fallen considerably. Distracted by concern for Tang San's safety, he couldn't withstand the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's full-force assault.

After three punches, the White Tiger shield shattered inch by inch. He staggered back three steps, the Qi and blood in his chest roiling, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

On the right flank, Ma Hongjun's situation had likewise taken a sudden turn for the worse. Without Oscar's Recovery Sausage to sustain him, his Evil Fire had already been gradually losing strength.

Bang! Bang! Two dull impacts sounded in quick succession.

Caught in an attack from both sides, Ma Hongjun was knocked flying backward. His plump body hit the ground, leaving him covered in dirt and unable to get up for a long while.

Tuo Mushuo on the left flank was in even worse shape.