"What's the matter?"
"Didn't you say you were going to make me pay the price?"
"And that I have already found a path to my own death?"
"As it turns out, you're the one who can't hold on first. How disappointing."
With another step-back punch, he knocked Tang San to the ground.
Jin Mian's mocking voice rang out.
Tang San's nose was bleeding, and his face was bruised and swollen as he struggled to climb up from the ground.
His eyes were filled with unwilling resentment.
He was a once-in-a-century possessor of twin spirits.
An absolute genius!
Not to mention he also possessed the secret manuals of the Tang Sect.
Yet now, he was actually being beaten into such a pathetic state.
This guy in front of him was just like Wen Tailai, who had been targeting him all along.
Even without activating his Martial Soul, he was still incredibly powerful.
Seeing Tang San's defiant look.
Jin Mian curled his lips and said disdainfully, "You've been beaten like this, and you're still not convinced?"
"Of course!"
"If it weren't for the restrictions of these damn tournament rules preventing me from using my true skills, you would have been knocked down long ago!"
Tang San spoke with conviction.
The true skills he spoke of were none other than the Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons that he was so proud of.
Jin Mian was also well-aware of this.
To completely shatter the status of Hidden Weapons in Tang San's heart.
So he said indifferently, "True skills? Fine!"
"You can use any method you like to defeat me!"
Tang San's gaze narrowed.
His hands instinctively moved to pull out silver needles.
But in less than three seconds, he suddenly remembered the tournament rules again.
He said viciously, "Humph! How sinister. You're trying to use reverse psychology to force me into using illegal methods so you can win directly, aren't you?"
"Don't you think that's too childish?"
Jin Mian turned to look at the referee. "Is it okay? Can he use illegal methods?"
The referee looked at the two of them.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Normally it's not allowed, but if you have no objections, it's fine."
"I have no objections," Jin Mian said.
The referee looked at Tang San and said, "Since your opponent has no objections, then for this match, there are no restrictions on any methods!"
Hearing this.
Tang San gave a sinister smile.
"In that case, I'll let you see what I'm truly capable of!"
"Hundred Unfoldings of Hidden Weapons!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Several silver needles suddenly appeared in his hands.
In an instant.
His hands moved rapidly, so fast that they created afterimages.
A large number of silver needles shot towards Jin Mian like raindrops.
This massive rain of silver needles.
In front of Jin Mian, whose physical body had long reached the state of Vajra Indestructibility, it was completely insignificant.
He stood still on the spot.
The silver needles struck his body, making 'ding ding ding' sounds... this scene.
Many teams below the arena couldn't help but be shocked.
Especially the Imperial Fighting Team One.
Yu Tianheng's expression was serious. "I didn't expect this Tang San to have such a trick."
"Luckily the rules restrict weapons outside of Martial Souls, otherwise Tang San's stuff would be too cheap," Yu Feng said, patting his chest.
Osler said, "That person from Spirit Hall isn't weak either. Facing such an offensive, he can remain unscathed even without activating his Martial Soul. He seems like a formidable opponent."
..."What strong defensive power."
"But you've miscalculated. My Tang Sect's Dragon Beard Needle is a powerful hidden weapon specifically designed to break through internal energy and external techniques."
"Watch this."
Tang San performed the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
While launching silver needles around Jin Mian.
He secretly mixed the Dragon Beard Needles among them.
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
Three Dragon Beard Needles shot out towards Jin Mian's three major pressure points: the Yuzhen, Taiyang, and Neiguan.
"This routine again, how unoriginal."
Jin Mian activated his Ocular Technique.
Instantly capturing the positions of the needles.
His right hand swept out.
He accurately caught the three Dragon Beard Needles in his hand and began to toy with them.
"Plate Crystal Hair Gold, tough texture with memory properties. After spirit power is injected, it can extend into golden threads as fine as hair. It's an extremely precious material."
"Its purity far exceeds ordinary Hair Gold."
"I didn't expect such precious material to be made into a few lousy needles by you."
"What a waste."
Jin Mian shook his head and mocked.
Tang San was stunned and blurted out, "How do you know that?"
This guy in front of him could actually name the material used to make the Dragon Beard Needle.
This was impossible.
As far as he knew, the people of this World...
...only knew how to cultivate Martial Souls. Why would they be interested in these metallic materials?
How could this guy know so much?
Noticing Tang San's bewildered gaze.
Jin Mian tossed the three Dragon Beard Needles into the air.
"Looking at your surprised eyes, you don't think you're the only one who knows about these metallic materials, do you?"
"Humph! Spirit Hall has long had records of various metals on the continent."
"You just didn't know."
"Oh, right, here are these lousy needles back."
After saying that.
Jin Mian flicked the Dragon Beard Needles back.
Tang San didn't have time to think.
He used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dodge.
He didn't expect that as soon as he dodged...
...Jin Mian would flash to his side, showing a menacingly 'kind' smile.
Then, he delivered a massive slap.
Slap!
Tang San was sent flying.
He spun 720 degrees in the air before landing on the ground.
Pfft!
Two teeth were spat out from Tang San's mouth.
For a moment, an unspeakable sense of powerlessness arose in Tang San's heart.
He felt a fit of impotent rage.
"Why? Why is he so strong?"
"Teacher said I'm the real genius."
"I, Tang San, should be invincible. All of this is fake."
"Yes! It must be so!"
Unwilling to give in, Tang San...
...used his Spirit Ability once again.
But his Spirit Ability was like paper in front of Jin Mian.
It was easily torn to shreds.
"This is your so-called true skill?"
"If that's the case..."
"...Tang San, you've disappointed me too much."
"Alright, looking at you, you don't have any skills left. The battle should end."
Just then.
Ma Hongjun used the Flying God Claw.
Saving Tang San.
"Third Brother, rest here for a while."
"I'll go buy you some time."
The second and third Soul Rings around Ma Hongjun flashed.
"Second Spirit Ability, Bathing Fire Phoenix!"
"Third Spirit Ability, Phoenix Wing Sky Flight!"
After performing two Martial Soul Abilities in succession.
Ma Hongjun's fat body ignited with scorching flames.
He rushed forward recklessly.
Bang!
A violent sound of impact rang out.
Jin Mian's fist landed heavily on Ma Hongjun's bloated face.
That pig-like body...
...was sent flying like a volleyball.
It crashed into the wall.
Embedding him into the wall.
Three seconds.
Ma Hongjun's full-power strike only delayed him for three seconds.
He then fell to the ground, unable to get up.
"Fatty!" Tang San shouted loudly.
Jiang Zhu, who had recovered some spirit power, intended to heal Tang San.
Suddenly, her neck stung.
She fainted.
Jin Mian placed Jiang Zhu on the ground and slowly walked towards Tang San.
"Only you are left."
"I don't want to waste any more time. Let's end this battle!"
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