One Against Seven

"No!"

Bibi Dong looked at Wang Feng and said very firmly.

Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is a rare find, not something you can easily let go of.

Moreover, her Second Martial Soul still needs Soul Ring. Originally, she did this for herself, but Wang Feng suddenly returned, so she decided to leave Xiao Wu's Soul Ring to Wang Feng.

"Teacher, I really..."

"You don't need to say anything more, she must stay in the Spirit Hall."

"Teacher, I know what you're thinking. But you should also have faith in me. How about this? I'll fight them, and if I'm no match for them, then I'll listen to what you say, teacher?"

"What do you mean? You want to talk to them...?"

Bibi Dong looked at Wang Feng with some surprise, especially when she saw the confidence in Wang Feng's eyes.

She had been to the Slaughter City before, which is why she sent Wang Feng there.

She was now somewhat looking forward to seeing how the Slaughter City had transformed Wang Feng.

After hesitating for a moment, Bibi Dong nodded. "Alright, then I'll give you this chance. If you lose, then from now on, no matter what happens, you must listen to your teacher."

"Okay, teacher."

Wang Feng smiled and nodded, then looked at Tang San.

"Tang San, it's been a long time! It seems you've made amazing progress these past few years!"

"Hmph! You coward, what right do you have to speak to me!"

"Hmph! I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you." Wang Feng shook his head with a smile. He knew that Tang San must think that all of this was his conspiracy.

"Tang San, I'll give you a chance! Fight me. If you can defeat me, I'll let you leave with Xiao Wu. But if you lose, your lives will be none of my concern!"

"Wang Feng, you can only take Xiao Wu away if I'm dead!"

"You're courting death. I've already been merciful by giving you a chance. Don't be ungrateful."

Wang Feng said coldly, and at the same time took a step forward, leaping onto the arena.

"Come on up! All seven of you, come at me together!"

Wang Feng calmly looked at Tang San and the others, and said indifferently.

Tang San frowned deeply. He was very puzzled by Wang Feng's actions, but he couldn't think about that right now. As long as Xiao Wu could leave here safely, he was willing to accept any price.

"Superior!"

Tang San was the first to step onto the arena, followed by Dai Mubai and the others.

"Lightning Light-Breaking Strike!"

Without saying anything more, Wang Feng took action.

A ball of lightning instantly condensed above Tang San and the others, and bolts of lightning crashed down.

However, such attacks posed little threat to Tang San and his companions, and were easily blocked.

"I'll leave Xiao Wu in your care. I'll take care of Wang Feng."

Tang San glanced at Dai Mubai and the others, then looked at Wang Feng.

The two men's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and they clashed in a fierce battle the next moment.

"Tang San, it seems you haven't been cultivating diligently all these years! Or perhaps the Holy Academy hasn't provided you with enough resources, causing you to slack off!"

"Enough with the nonsense, Wang Feng! If it weren't for the Spirit Hall, what are you anyway!"

"Perhaps! But right now, you are no match for me!"

"Hmph! We'll only know after we try! Clear Sky Hammer, Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!"

Tang San swung his Clear Sky Hammer and smashed it down towards Wang Feng.

Wang Feng charged forward with his gun; the two clashed not only in terms of physical strength but also in their Soul Power.

During his years in the Slaughter City, Wang Feng believed he had surpassed Tang San in every aspect, but Tang San's strength surprised him greatly.

Tang San seized the moment when Wang Feng dodged, and his Clear Sky Hammer struck him on the head precisely at the right time, giving him no chance to dodge.

However, Wang Feng never intended to dodge.

"Second Soul Skill, Vajra Indestructibility!"

Just as the Clear Sky Hammer was about to hit Wang Feng immediately unleashed his Second Soul Skill. At the same time, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand also fell down.

However, he only knocked Wang Feng to the ground without causing Wang Feng any harm.

Tang San was not surprised by Wang Feng's Second Soul Skill. Instead, he used his own Soul Skill the moment Wang Feng landed, trapping Wang Feng with Blue Silver Grass.

Wang Feng chuckled, "The Vajra Rock Ox King Torso Soul Bone skill, Will Domain!"

Wang Feng slammed the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear into the ground, and instantly an invisible energy enveloped the entire arena.

Tang San and the others soon discovered that their Soul Power was being consumed more rapidly, and even when they were not using their Soul Power, there was a force pulling at their Soul Power.

What horrified them even more was that they were being attacked by some invisible force, and they wanted to defend themselves but didn't know how.

Tang San glanced back at Dai Mubai and the others, knowing full well that if they didn't interrupt Wang Feng's Soul Skill, they would likely be defeated.

Tang San wanted to use the Clear Sky Hammer to forcefully stop Wang Feng's Soul Skill, but unfortunately, Wang Feng's Vajra Indestructibility Soul Skill lasted longer than he had imagined.

The three consecutive blows had almost no effect on Wang Feng.

However, just as Tang San swung his hammer for the fourth time, Wang Feng suddenly moved.

Wang Feng's speed was so fast that Wang Feng Tang San didn't even have time to react before he arrived in front of Ning Rongrong, Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear in his hand.

Ning Rongrong was stunned and completely dumbfounded.

"Rongrong, watch out!"

Oscar, also a support-type Soul Master, shouted and reacted quickly, reaching out to pull Ning Rongrong away.

But it was too late, because the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear had already touched Ning Rongrong.

"Presumptuous!"

However, just as the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear was about to pierce Ning Rongrong's body, a cold shout came, and Wang Feng's body was immediately immobilized, unable to move an inch.

"Sword Douluo, are you going to interfere?!"

Almost at the same time, Bibi Dong's voice rang out, and Wang Feng regained his freedom.

However, Ning Rongrong disappeared from Wang Feng's sight. Below the arena, Ning Rongrong appeared beside Sword Chen Xin.

"Sect Master Ning, if you cannot give me a reasonable explanation, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will henceforth be an enemy of my Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong looked at Ning Fengzhi calmly and spoke, but anyone could hear the murderous intent in Bibi Dong tone.

Sword Douluo wanted to step forward, but Ning Fengzhi stopped him, looking at Bibi Dong and saying, "Your His Holiness the Pope, I only have Rongrong as my daughter, please forgive me. Since Rongrong has withdrawn from the arena, she has naturally lost."

"Sect Master Ning!"

Tang San suddenly turned around and stared at Ning Fengzhi, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

He wasn't upset that Ning Fengzhi had let Ning Rongrong go; he was upset that Ning Fengzhi admitted defeat.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Tang San and smiled, "Tang San, I'm sorry, I can't lose my only daughter. But Rongrong lost, but that doesn't mean you all lost. I'm only representing Rongrong, not you."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's brows relaxed. He glanced at Ning Rongrong, then Ning Fengzhi, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Ning."