Feigning Unconsciousness
The tortoise shell, enveloped in the light of its Third Soul Skill, spun rapidly and hurtled towards Wang Xingyu.
Tang San's pupils contracted, and his Blue Silver vines instantly shot out, wrapping around the first piece of tortoise shell. However, the rotational force on the tortoise shell was too strong, and the vines were twisted and torn apart inch by inch, barely managing to deflect the tortoise shell slightly.
He immediately turned and rushed towards the other piece, but it was too late. The second piece of tortoise shell slammed heavily into Wang Xingyu Wang Xingyu, sending him flying several meters before he came to a stop.
"Xingyu!" Tang San's voice drowned out the clamor of the entire Soul Fighting Arena. He rushed to Wang Xingyu's side and knelt down, pressing one hand on his shoulder and probing with his Soul Power. "Where are you injured? Can you hear me?"
Wang Xingyu lay on the ring, the pain in his chest making him grimace.
The force was indeed formidable, but his physique, honed by three months of intensive training, made him aware that his injuries were not so severe as to completely render him incapable of fighting.
However, since the original plan was just to put on a show, there was no need to force himself to stand up now. He closed his eyes, completely relaxed his body, stirred up Tang San's Soul Power Soul Power with his own, and tilted his head to the side.
Xiao Wu turned to look at Wang Xingyu, who lay fallen on the stage, then looked up at the Shi Mo brothers opposite her, her eyes turning cold. "You're courting death."
Before he could finish speaking, eight deep purple spider legs suddenly sprouted from Tang San's back, unleashing the Eight Spider Lances. Each spear was over 1.5 meters long, covered with fine barbs, and gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light under the lights of the Soul Fighting Arena.
He didn't speak, but simply stood up, turned around, and walked towards the other side. Oscar, sitting in the audience, grabbed Zhao Wuji's arm and shook it frantically, his voice trembling. "Teacher Zhao, is Xingyu alright?"
Zhao Wuji stared at the stage, his brows furrowing slightly. He said strangely, "With that kind of attack, she should be fine. As for why she fainted, I don't know either."
Dugu Yan looked at Wang Xingyu lying on the ground, a mocking smile on her lips, "He's already passed out? I thought he could hold on a little longer."
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance. They nodded almost simultaneously, and the Martial Soul spirits of the tiger and cat intertwined and rose on the arena— the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger.
Xiao Wu moved even faster than the Hell White Tiger. With Moonfall activated, she leaped high into the air and crashed down on Yu Feng's head.
Just as Yu Feng was about to dodge, a crimson light flashed, and Xiao Wu's figure suddenly disappeared in mid-air, reappearing above his head the next second.
The impact of the Moonfall, combined with the Teleportation change of direction, left Yu Feng no time to react. He was hit head-on and sent flying off the edge of the arena.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling both took a step back. Xiao Wu had already regained her footing on the stage and was staring coldly at them.
Tang San walked slowly toward the Shi Mo brothers, the Eight Spider Lances unfolding behind him.
Shi Mo sneered, "Foolish, walking over so openly." The two of them simultaneously recalled the tortoise shell, and the heavy Black Tortoise shell flew back into their hands, its edges gleaming with a cold, somber light.
"I just knocked one of you unconscious, now I'll knock out the second one." Shi Mo shouted, exerting force with both arms, and the two tortoise shells were flung out again, whistling towards Tang San.
Tang San activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track Steps, and two pieces of tortoise shell grazed his afterimage and crashed to the ground. The next second, he was already behind the two of them, Eight Spider Lances stabbed out mercilessly.
Two spider legs pierced through the Shi Mo Brothers' back defenses. Before they could even turn around, the deadly poison had already seeped into their bodies through the wounds.
Both men simultaneously let out a muffled groan, their knees buckling as they collapsed to the ground. The poison spread rapidly, and their upper bodies lost all sensation. "Poison—" Shi Mo gritted his teeth, trying to stand up, but his fingers could barely grip the tortoise shell.
Yu Tianheng unleashed his Thunder Dragon Claw at Tang San, leaving a blinding trail of blue lightning on the arena.
Tang San dodged to the side, and the Spider Spear pierced into Yu Tianheng's abdomen. Yu Tianheng groaned, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground. The poison in his abdomen spread rapidly, and large beads of sweat streamed down his forehead.
At the same time, Xiao Wu activated Moonfall and Teleportation again. Just as Osler tried to block it from the side, a scarlet light streak flashed above his head. He was hit head-on by Moonfall and flew off the stage.
Tang San had already walked up to Dugu Yan. His expression remained calm, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
He reached out and grabbed Dugu Yan by the neck, lifting her up. Dugu Yan's pupils narrowed into thin slits, and her face slowly flushed red.
Another Spider Spear spear was placed against Ye Lingling's neck, its sharp tip pressed against the side of her neck, its cold, eerie blue light reflected in her trembling pupils.
"Heal my companion." Tang San turned to look at Ye Lingling, his voice steady, but each word was like ice shards hitting a stone slab, "Or I'll kill you."
Xiao Wu landed to the side, put away her scorpion braid, and stared intently at Ye Lingling.
Ye Lingling bit her lip and raised the Nine Heart Begonia. A pale green healing light shone from the petals, crossing the arena and landing on Wang Xingyu.
Tang San saw that the light of the Nine Heart Begonia had completely enveloped Wang Xingyu, and released his grip on Dugu Yan's hand.
Dugu Yan collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, with red finger marks still visible on her neck from where he had pinched her.
Tang San turned around and walked towards Yu Tianheng and Shi Mo Shi Mo brothers, who were lying on the ground. He squatted down and sucked out the poison from the Eight Spider Lances from their wounds one by one.
After a moment, the purplish-black color on the three people's faces gradually faded, and their breathing became steady. Tang San stood up, put away the Eight Spider Lances, and did not look back at Dugu Yan.
On the arena, the Martial Soul light of the White Tiger and the Hell Spirit Cat gradually faded.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing no longer needed to fight. The Martial Soul Fusion slowly faded, and the phantoms of the tiger and cat dissipated into the air, leaving the two standing side by side in the center of the arena.
They glanced at each other, then turned their heads away, both looking somewhat embarrassed.
Wang Xingyu closed his eyes as he received the Nine Heart Begonia's treatment, silently sighing in his heart—after all this elaborate scheme, it was all for the sake of the Little San's cheat code. Next, Dugu Bo should take the initiative to come knocking on his door.
Now that the play is over, there's no need to stay lying there. Wang Xingyu got up from the ground, rubbed his still aching chest, and said to everyone, "I'm fine."
Tang San and Xiao Wu rushed over. Xiao Wu checked him over from head to toe, making sure he was alright before letting out a sigh of relief. "It's good that you're alright. You scared me to death!"
The announcer's voice echoed through the Soul Fighting Arena, declaring the Shrek Eight Monsters the victor.
A deafening cheer erupted from the stands. Yu Tianheng pressed his abdomen, where Tang San's Spider Spear had pierced him. The wound had stopped healing, but the lingering toxins made him sway slightly as he stood up.
Dai Mubai stepped forward and extended his hand to him. Yu Tianheng glanced at it, then took it, using it for support. "You guys are strong. I underestimated you."
Dai Mubai patted him on the shoulder. "You guys are strong too, you've caused us quite a bit of trouble."
Yu Tianheng waved his hand, clutched his stomach, and turned to walk off the stage. Dugu Yan followed behind him, taking two steps before turning back to look at Tang San and the other two.