Chapter 22: One Against Three: Bibi Dong Battles the Three Upper Sects.
Just as everyone's attention was focused on the three upper sects, speculating who would step forward to deal with Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong on the stage had a cold expression and exuded a chilling aura.
Her gaze swept lightly over the three major sects. Then, her slender, fair fingers slowly rose and pointed at the Haotian Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect in turn. Her movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
"All three of you, attack together!"
She gently beckoned with her finger, her voice carrying an undeniable air of dominance.
These words immediately caused an uproar in the room.
On the viewing platform, everyone's jaws nearly dropped to the floor in astonishment.
"What does this mean? Does she intend to challenge the disciples of the three major sects all by herself? That's incredibly arrogant!"
"Has Bibi Dong gone mad? Does she really think the three upper sects have no one left? She actually wants to fight three against one!"
A murmur arose, people whispered among themselves, their faces filled with disbelief.
Upon hearing Bibi Dong's provocation, Yu Zhentian, Tang Yue, and Ning Huaijin froze on the spot, exchanging bewildered glances.
The three of them instinctively turned their gazes to Qian Xunji, as if seeking a reasonable explanation.
Qian Xunji sat upright in his seat, looking relaxed. He simply smiled and nodded slightly, but did not say anything.
His smile was enigmatic, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Such silence, in the eyes of others, seemed to be a silent form of indulgence.
"So arrogant?"
On the Haotian Sect's side, the young disciples' faces turned pale and then red, and their anger flared up instantly.
They came from the Haotian Sect and were always proud and arrogant. They had never been provoked like this before.
"If you can tolerate this, you're not a disciple of the Haotian Sect!"
"I'll take you on!"
A young disciple stepped forward, veins bulging on his neck, fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and eyes burning with fury. He quickly walked toward the center of the stage.
"Tang Han of the Clear Sky Sect, Martial Soul Clear Sky Hammer, Level 18 Battle Soul Master, please!"
The voice, carrying the unique vigor of youth, echoed across the empty arena.
Tang Han looked up at Bibi Dong. The girl in front of him was petite and looked a little younger than him, but recalling the strength she had shown before, Tang Han did not dare to underestimate her.
He knew in his heart that a Soul Master around 10 years old was far inferior to Bibi Dong in terms of Soul Power and Combat Experience, and he was several years older than the little girl in front of him. But now, he could only bite the bullet and "bully the younger one".
Tang Han steadied his mind, his soul power surging around him, and the Haotian Hammer, symbolizing powerful offensive force, slowly appeared in his palm. The patterns on the hammer flowed, exuding a powerful aura, and an unknown battle was about to break out.
Upon seeing Tang Han's martial spirit possess her, Bibi Dong didn't hesitate; her purple soul power surged instantly, and she launched the first attack.
She moved with agility, closing in on him. Her hands moved in rapid succession, and strands of eerie green spider silk shot out from her fingertips, weaving a dense, poisonous net that swiftly enveloped Tang Han.
Tang Han was equally decisive, wielding the Haotian Hammer. Each strike created a whooshing sound, smashing the spider silk that Bibi Dong attacked into pieces.
The two exchanged blows, and after several rounds, their soul power surged on the arena.
Titan's Hammer!
Suddenly, Tang Han shouted.
His first spirit ring shone brightly, his aura suddenly surged, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was enveloped in a dense yellow light as he slammed it down towards Bibi Dong.
This hammer blow was incredibly powerful; the air itself was distorted by the force of the impact.
Bibi Dong, however, showed no fear.
"Poisonous Shadow Web!"
With a sharp cry, the spiderweb in front of her surged wildly, becoming even more resilient with the support of her soul power.
The Titan's Hammer slammed heavily onto the spiderweb, producing a dull thud. The powerful impact caused the web to shake violently, but it was not completely destroyed.
Taking advantage of the situation, Bibi Dong manipulated the spider silk, wrapping it around Tang Han with lightning speed. The deadly poison on the spider silk spread rapidly, and Tang Han hurriedly dodged, his arm almost being scratched by the silk.
Yu Xiaogang's gaze was fixed on Bibi Dong and Tang Han, who were fiercely battling on the field, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
His brows furrowed, and for a moment he didn't know who he was hoping would win.
Yu Xiaolie, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow as he observed his elder brother's expression.
"Bibi Dong is indeed amazing, don't you think so, brother?"
After speaking, Yu Xiaolie looked at his older brother with a meaningful expression.
"Um..."
Yu Xiaogang nodded blankly.
Just as Tang Han was being forced to retreat and was in a sorry state under Bibi Dong's poisonous spider web attack, a clear yet firm voice suddenly rang out.
"Ning Qiao, a level 14 support-type Soul Master from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, please enlighten me!"
It instantly attracted everyone's attention.
A petite girl strode onto the stage. She had delicate features and her eyes shone with a lively confidence.
Before anyone could react, Ning Qiao swiftly activated her Martial Soul, and the dazzling Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda slowly appeared in her palm. The pagoda was crystal clear and emitted light.
"The seven treasures transform into lapis lazuli, and the first of the seven treasures is called 'power'!"
As Ning Qiao shouted, a halo radiating soft light flew swiftly toward Tang Han and landed steadily on him.
In an instant, Tang Han felt a surge of immense power flow into his body, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand seemed to become even lighter.
"Disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have stepped forward to provide assistance!"
Someone shouted, and the atmosphere in the room immediately became lively.
"This is going to be interesting!"
"Yes, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's support skills are renowned for their strength. Now Bibi Dong has a rival!"
The group whispered amongst themselves, excitedly discussing the upcoming battle.
On the arena, Tang Han stood in front, like a wall, separating Bibi Dong from Ning Qiao behind him.
With the aid of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, Tang Han's power increased dramatically, and his aura surged.
Ning Qiao focused intently and continued to provide support.
Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes showing no fear.
Tang Han took the initiative, his Haotian Hammer, imbued with powerful soul energy, smashing towards Bibi Dong. Ning Qiao also promptly added a defensive buff to him.
However, Bibi Dong was agile and moved between attacks, always managing to skillfully avoid strong attacks and making her opponents very uncomfortable.
Yu Xiaozhen, watching from the stands, was filled with excitement. He was young and vigorous, and having just defeated Haotian Sect, he was in the prime of his life.
At this moment, seeing that the Haotian Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were still at a disadvantage even when they joined forces, her anger suddenly flared up, her face turned red, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
"This is outrageous!"
He gritted his teeth and hissed.
"How could the three great sects be suppressed by one person!"
The eyes of the disciples from the three upper sects all turned to him, their faces full of approval.
"Didn't you want to take on three people at once?"
"Alright, I, Yu Xiaozhen, will grant your wish."
Without saying another word, he rushed onto the stage.
"Xiao Zhen...!"
Yu Yuanhai frowned, but before he could finish speaking, Yu Xiaozhen had already disappeared.
Yu Zhentian was caught off guard and failed to stop him.
Yu Xiaozhen landed steadily on the arena, his aura surging and powerful.
"Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, Yu Xiaozhen, Level 12 Battle Soul Master, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a blue light shone around him, and a rich soul power spread out.
With a deafening roar, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was unleashed, its thick claws bursting from the ground, its head held high, its whiskers dancing wildly in the wind, and its blood-red vertical pupils radiating a chillingly fierce light.
Upon seeing this, Tang Han and Ning Qiao were invigorated.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the ring, barely daring to breathe, afraid of missing any exciting moment.
At this moment, the three-against-one battle officially began, and the entire arena was enveloped in a tense and exciting atmosphere.
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