"Hmph, in the world of spirit masters, enemies won't play fair." Yu Xiaogang swept his gaze over the audience, his face full of disdain. "As long as it can injure the enemy and save your own life, that is the best method."
"Reasonable." Zhao Wuji nodded slightly.
But after all, this was still the Great Spirit Arena… Flender still felt a little embarrassed, kept silent, and continued watching.
On the stage, Tang San's eyes were blood-red, as if he hadn't heard anything around him. He kept pulling out hidden weapons and throwing them from every angle.
The crisp sounds of "pu pu pu" echoed endlessly as they struck against the vines, quickly covering the ground in a thick layer.
However, apart from leaving some tiny white marks or occasionally embedding slightly, the vines were almost completely unharmed.
"This…" Dai Mubai grew more and more shocked. He instinctively threw a full-strength punch at the vine armor around Yu Tianheng's body.
"Bang!" It only shook slightly, not even breaking the surface.
"Damn, that's ridiculous!" Ma Hongjun couldn't help but complain.
That punch from Dai Mubai had been amplified by his third spirit skill. If it had landed on a person, they'd be bedridden for days.
"Damn it!" Tang San grew increasingly irritated as his hidden weapons were running out but still failed to have any effect.
With a push of his foot, he charged straight at Yang Yunhai. His right hand swept across, and the Godly Zhuge Crossbow instantly appeared in his hand. He pulled the trigger and fired at a distance of three meters.
Sixteen bolts shot out at once.
"Pu pu pu",the arrowheads sank in slightly, but that was all.
"How is this possible?" Tang San's expression changed dramatically, filled with disbelief.
"Is this really the Blue Silver Grass spirit?" Ma Hongjun's eyes widened.
Then, Tang San leapt up. Behind him, his Eight Spider Spears folded forward, stabbing fiercely toward the vines above Yang Yunhai's head.
"That's too much!" Yang Yunhai frowned and finally spoke.
Even a clay figure has three parts fire. How could a living person endure this? Tang San's every move was aimed to kill. If not for the vines' strong defense, he might already be dead. Even his teammates could have been injured,or killed.
Today, no matter what, he had to teach Tang San a lesson!
As long as he didn't kill, Tang Hao probably wouldn't risk exposing himself to intervene. Besides, this was a fair fight on the Spirit Arena stage,if word spread, Tang Hao would be humiliated. With that thought, Yang Yunhai quickly poured his spirit power into the vines.
In the blink of an eye, six vines shot out at once.
Tang San, having jumped so high within three meters, couldn't dodge at all and was instantly bound tightly. His Eight Spider Spears were pinned, leaving him unable to move.
Without hesitation, Yang Yunhai swung the vines, and Tang San's body was flung into the air.
"Damn it!" Tang San was furious but helpless. Unwilling to admit defeat, he struggled violently.
It was useless.
"San!" Dai Mubai's face changed, and he immediately turned to face Yang Yunhai, soul rings lighting beneath his feet.
"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger,"
"Heh." Yang Yunhai casually lifted his right hand while retracting the surrounding vines to reveal his vision. Instantly, Blue Silver Grass grew wildly over Dai Mubai's body, cutting off his skill.
Dai Mubai was shocked. "Is this from when he fought Yu Tianheng earlier?" He tried to tear off the vines spreading across his body, only to find he couldn't break free. The more he struggled, the tighter they grew. The barbed thorns ripped through his clothes and skin, leaving bloody cuts.
"This strength!" Fear and despair surged in his heart as he was wrapped up completely.
The next second,"Hiss!" His veins bulged, his face turned pale, and a very sensitive spot was scraped.
Pure, naked revenge… his teeth itched with rage.
Meanwhile, Tang San was smashed to the ground.
"Bang!" His Eight Spider Spears struck first, shattering the ground and leaving several pits.
"Ahh!" Pain ripped through his back as blood surged up his throat, spraying out.
Then he was flung into the air again.
Yang Yunhai lifted his hand once more, and suddenly vines sprouted from Ma Hongjun's body too.
Oscar and Ning Rongrong's scalps went numb. Glancing at the nearby vine-wrapped Oslo and Zhu Zhuqing, they immediately understood. The "powder" Tang San had mentioned earlier was actually parasitic spores. The vines on Ma Hongjun had spread from the previous ones.
Which meant… they were infected too.
"Yunhai, don't hold back. Teach them a good lesson!" Dugu Yan shouted loudly.
The next moment, three vines shot out from Yang Yunhai's back, straight toward Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the fallen Xiao Wu.
"Excellent!" On the viewing platform, Dugu Bo's eyes shone brightly.
"We admit defeat! We admit defeat!" Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically in the spectator's seat, and he shouted quickly.
"Yunhai, stop." Qin Ming's voice followed.
Yang Yunhai frowned but obeyed. His vines, which were already binding the three, suddenly tightened instead.
"Creak creak…" Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun felt their bones grinding.
"Ahhh!" Agonizing screams tore out.
A moment later, their bodies were flung away.
"Bang bang bang!" Three loud crashes echoed as they rolled across the ground, finally stopping in front of Ning Rongrong.
Their clothes were torn and soaked in blood.
Tang San and Dai Mubai were in the worst shape. Tang San's back was exposed, covered in swollen, bloody wounds. As for Dai Mubai, blood was pooling beneath his crotch,it was uncertain if anything vital was damaged.
Ning Rongrong turned her head away, unable to look, her heart trembling. "Who exactly is this person? His martial spirit's strength and mastery completely surpass Tang San's. He actually cultivated Blue Silver Grass to this level?"
For the first time, she felt Tang San wasn't as strong as she had believed. This match had been one-sided. His temperament, too, seemed overly reckless.
She caught a glimpse of Yang Yunhai releasing the vines around his teammates, then turning toward Dugu Yan.
"Yan-jie, give me the antidote."
Glancing at the miserable state of the three opponents, Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow, but without hesitation, she tossed him the antidote.
Yang Yunhai caught it, then pulled Xiao Wu closer with a vine. He pinched her jaw and fed her a pill. With a flick, he tossed her to Oscar, who caught her in shock.
"Lingling, heal them," Yang Yunhai ordered as he pulled out several needles embedded in his thigh and shoulder, making his teammates flinch.
They hadn't even noticed before.
Then, looking at the ground littered with hidden weapons, his teammates' expressions toward Tang San grew ugly.
"Alright." Ye Lingling frowned but nodded. Summoning her martial spirit, petals floated out and drifted onto the five injured members of Shrek, including Tailong.
The bleeding quickly stopped, though some still fainted,Tang San and Xiao Wu among them.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Tailong, still conscious, struggled to their feet despite the pain. They avoided looking at Yang Yunhai, supporting each other as they turned away. Oscar carried Tang San on his back, and Ning Rongrong carried Xiao Wu.
They left the stage together.
Tang San had gone all-out, yet Yang Yunhai had shown mercy,feeding them antidotes and even ordering his teammate to heal them. As Ning Rongrong glanced back, she fell into deep thought.
"In this team battle, the Emperor Team wins!" The announcer's voice rang out clearly.
"Awesome!" The crowd erupted in cheers.
"Ah, San really needs to change this impulsive temper of his." Watching Tang San being carried away, Tang Hao sighed inwardly.
Though seeing his son defeated so easily by a peer was painful, he had to admit Tang San had gone too far this time. No wonder the other side retaliated. If it were him, he would've been even harsher.
"Ambition and the desire for victory are important. But failure can also be a good teacher. Hopefully, after this, San can reflect and grow."
He turned his gaze to Yang Yunhai, who was leaving with his team, his expression tightening.
"How can this child's Blue Silver Grass be so powerful?"
In his memory, even the Blue Silver Emperor shouldn't be this strong at the same level.
As if realizing something, he glanced at Yu Xiaogang. After a moment of silence, he rose and left.
"What kind of spirit beasts did his soul rings come from? How has he cultivated his martial spirit?" Yu Xiaogang's steps quickened as he rushed to meet Tang San, lost in thought.
If he could uncover the details, it would be of immense help to Tang San.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Yu Tianheng entering the tunnel.
If only I hadn't wronged him back then… Flender, following behind, felt a pang of regret.
Such a monstrous talent had once wanted to join Shrek Academy. If he had, and teamed up with Tang San, they might have even had a shot at the Spirit Master Tournament championship.
"But… why has his hair color changed?" With doubt in his heart, his pace quickened.
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