On the spectator stand.
When Master saw Tang San's face twist from distortion to extreme pain, and his entire body even began to swell abnormally at a visible rate, his expression instantly changed drastically.
How was this a competition?
This was clearly an attempt to use the opportunity to cripple or even kill Little San!
"Not good!" His heart constricted slightly, Master could no longer care about anything else, pushing his wheelchair forward with all his might, he suddenly raised his hand and shouted hoarsely towards the referee:
"Referee! We concede! Shrek Academy concedes! Quickly stop the match!"
The referee had already noticed Tang San's extremely abnormal state. Upon hearing Master's words, he immediately made an emergency stop gesture towards Tang Chuan without hesitation, and shouted loudly:
"Tianxing Academy! Please stop immediately! The match is over!"
However.
Tang Chuan on the stage seemed to ignore the referee's instructions and gestures.
He didn't even lift an eyelid.
The next second, the corner of his mouth curved into an even colder, more cruel arc. He pressed down slightly with his foot again, stomping Tang San's head, which was trying to struggle up, more fiercely back to the ground.
And the terrifying torrent of life force, frantically poured in through the Eight Spider Lances, not only did not weaken, but instantly surged up another level.
"Ah ah ah ah ah—!"
Tang San let out a wail that sounded inhuman.
"No, big brother, I know I was wrong!"
"For the sake of our many years as brothers, you… just spare me."
At this moment, his eyeballs protruded violently, covered in bloodshot veins, as if they would burst out of their sockets the next second! His entire body was swollen like a bloody balloon about to explode!
"Spare you?"
Hearing this, Tang Chuan's mouth curved into a cold sneer. His voice was like ten thousand years of cold ice, filled with extreme mockery and disgust, as he said:
"You, a fickle, bloodthirsty, self-righteous hypocrite and villain."
"If I were to spare you today, who knows how many innocent people would tragically die by your hands and under your ridiculous Dao of courting death in the future!"
As he spoke, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
The torrent of life force pouring in through the Eight Spider Lances intensified sharply once more!
"Pfft—!"
Immediately, Tang San's body convulsed violently, and countless fine blood vessels instantly burst open on the surface of his skin. The Meridians within his body snapped inch by inch under the impact of this unbearable, immense energy! His entire being had already reached the brink of explosion, on the verge of being completely blown apart!
"Little San!?"
Just then, on the spectator stand, a burly middle-aged man in a black hooded robe, with his hood pulled low, suddenly stood up, clearly preparing to forcibly intervene in the match!
However, just as he was about to make his move.
An unexpected change occurred!
"Crack! Crack! Crack…"
A series of teeth-gritting, crisp sounds, like metal and stone breaking.
Suddenly came from behind Tang San!
The eight dark purple Eight Spider Lances, which had deeply pierced into Tang Chuan's body and were frantically devouring and transmitting life force, actually snapped inch by inch from their roots, unable to withstand the overly vast and violent energy flow! They finally shattered into countless fragments!
Looking at the suddenly broken Eight Spider Lances, Tang Chuan's brow furrowed slightly, seemingly surprised by this outcome. His tone carried a hint of mockery and regret, saying:
"Oh? They broke… I didn't expect your luck to always be so good."
"It seems someone in the heavens is secretly interfering."
The moment his words fell.
The referee had already rushed over, his face filled with shock and anger, and he sternly shouted:
"Tang Chuan! What are you doing?! Shrek Academy has already conceded, and I have issued the order to stop the match, why are you still so ruthless?!"
Facing the referee's questioning, the coldness and mockery on Tang Chuan's face instantly vanished, replaced by an extremely realistic weakness and pain.
"His… his external Spirit Bone is poisonous."
"What did you just say? I'm poisoned and very dizzy, I didn't hear clearly."
His body swayed violently, Tang Chuan pretended to be unsteady, raising his hand to cover his chest, which was still bleeding from being pierced by the Eight Spider Lances, his complexion unnaturally flushed.
"You…"
Hearing this, the referee looked at Tang Chuan's weak, deeply poisoned appearance, as if he would breathe his last the next second, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, a look of speechlessness on his face.
He clearly saw that this guy was just now full of vigor, outputting frantically, but now… Yet, the wounds on Tang Chuan's body were real, and his purple lips truly indicated poisoning.
Slightly opening his mouth, the referee ultimately couldn't say anything more. He could only take a deep breath, turn to face the entire arena, raise his right hand high, and announce loudly:
"Preliminary round one, match seven. Tianxing Academy, wins!"
Boom—!
With the referee's announcement, the entire Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena was silent for a moment, then erupted in cheers and discussions like a mountain roaring and a sea surging!
"Oh my god! They won! They really won!"
"Too strong! Tianxing Academy is too strong! Two people! No, it was almost just Tang Chuan alone who dealt with Shrek's seven people!"
"This is the true dark horse! No! This is practically an overlord!"
"What kind of monster is that Tang Chuan? That spirit ring! That strength! It's simply unbelievable!"
"I think in this competition, besides the Spirit Hall team, who else can contend with them?"
"I think! The champion of this competition will definitely be Tianxing Academy!"
Innumerable exclamations, praises, and shouts of adoration.
Flooded towards the direction of Tianxing Academy like a tide.
Just then, Master frantically pushed his wheelchair onto the Douhun Stage.
"Referee! I want to file a complaint! They were not competing at all, but deliberately attempting murder!"
"They have seriously violated the rules and spirit of the competition! I demand that Tianxing Academy be immediately disqualified and their competition eligibility revoked!"
Looking at Tang San, who was covered in blood, with broken bones and torn Meridians, his heart twisted in agony. He panted heavily and roared angrily at the referee.
The referee was startled by the sudden roar. He had just frowned, preparing to inquire about the specific situation, when he was interrupted by a weak voice that spoke first.
"Respected referee, I just want to ask you one question now…"
"Are they… dead?"
Towards the referee, Tang Chuan's tone even carried a hint of grievance and confusion.
Hearing this, the referee subconsciously turned his head to carefully look at the seven fallen members of Shrek Academy. Although all were injured, and Tang San's appearance was particularly tragic, they clearly still had breath.
"No, they are all still alive."
The referee hesitated for a moment, then finally shook his head and said truthfully.
"Since no deaths occurred, then the accusation of murder seems not to hold, does it?"
"As for injuries… in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament, fists and feet have no eyes, Spirit Abilities are hard to control, and injuries are unavoidable, aren't they?"
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