Sitting in the stands, Yu Xiaogang's face was dark and gloomy.
"Xiao San, think of something! If this continues, you'll lose terribly!"
Tang San was indeed thinking of a plan. But to break free from Hu Liena's control, they would have to either defeat Hu Liena, or wait for her control duration to end.
Unfortunately, with the help of Feng Lingling's soul skill, Hu Liena's soul power recovery had reached 200%.
This meant that Hu Liena's second soul skill—group control—had its duration doubled.
If no one could defeat Hu Liena, then they would remain stuck under her control indefinitely.
"Aaaahhh!!!"
A scream rang out. At that moment, Ma Hongjun was black and blue, his head engulfed in flames, and his fiery red hair was almost completely burned off.
"Entangle!"
Tang San immediately used Blue Silver Grass to drag Ma Hongjun to his side. But by then, Ma Hongjun had already lost consciousness.
Looking at the unconscious and battered Ma Hongjun, Tang San's expression was extremely grim.
"Wasn't that a bit excessive?"
Jiang Xiaofeng replied coldly, "As long as he's still alive, we haven't broken the rules of the Spirit Arena."
Tang San's face had been dark from the start. Facing opponents like this, their chances of winning were already slim, and now, there was almost no chance at all.
The remaining members of the opposing team hadn't even entered the battle. Their next targets were clearly the remaining five.
If they didn't surrender now, even worse injuries would follow.
Tang San slowly raised his hand, ready to surrender.
Jiang Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes and moved.
"Step Across the Sky!"
"Thousand Army Fist!"
Tang San didn't even have time to speak. He could only use his hands to desperately block Jiang Xiaofeng's barrage of attacks.
Grabbing Jiang Xiaofeng's fist with both hands, he trembled slightly.
"Want to surrender? You think you can?" sneered Jiang Xiaofeng, before unleashing another storm of punches. Tang San could only defend passively, unable to utter a word.
Since Tang San couldn't call out a surrender, no one else could pause the match either.
Hu Liena shouted, "Don't let any of them go! Attack!"
Facing the five still trapped in her illusion, Hu Liena and the others charged in, effortlessly knocking them out of the illusion. One by one, they collapsed on the ground.
In the stands, Yu Xiaogang stood up nervously.
With an anxious expression, he rushed over to the referee.
"Referee, I request to pause the match! My team can't go on. We surrender!"
But the referee was from Spirit Hall. Today's battle would only end when not a single member of Shrek's Seven Devils was left standing.
And right now, one of them was still standing—Tang San—though he was curled up, defenseless, getting pummeled by Jiang Xiaofeng.
"The contestant hasn't declared surrender. The match continues. Please don't interfere with the proceedings."
Yu Xiaogang shouted, "Can't you see they can't fight anymore? Someone could die at this rate!"
The referee barked back, "Are you the referee, or am I? I can clearly assess the situation. They're just unconscious. If the last team member passes out, I'll declare the match over. Until then, stay out of it, or I'll have you thrown out!"
Yu Xiaogang wanted to argue further, but Flender stopped him. It was clear that the Fengshen Battle Team had total control over this match.
Their goal today was to mercilessly beat down Tang San.
The crowd in the stands fell silent. This one-sided massacre, with the referee refusing to intervene, was too blatant.
Only one member of Shrek remained.
And that member was curled up, being beaten without resistance.
"Tang San, bring out whatever strength you have left. If this keeps up, you'll end up like your teammates!"
Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu lying on the ground, rage welling up inside him.
"AHHH!!!"
From Tang San's back, eight spider legs erupted.
It was an external spirit bone!
The appearance of an external spirit bone immediately drew the envious eyes of many. Not just the spectators—even Jiang Xiaofeng licked his dry lips.
Both Mubote and Bibi Dong had told him: the rarest soul bone was the external spirit bone. Unlike normal soul bones, external spirit bones had terrifying powers. Each one was game-changing.
Even Bibi Dong hadn't acquired one.
Yet Tang San had it now.
When Yu Xiaogang saw Tang San use the Eight Spider Lances, his face turned even darker. He knew it was dangerous to reveal such treasure publicly. Now, Tang San would become a prime target.
"Flender, the rest is up to you."
Flender also looked grim. Revealing the Eight Spider Lances now was clearly unwise—but Tang San had done it anyway.
And that wasn't all. His left hand revealed a hammer.
Tang San let out a low growl and blasted Jiang Xiaofeng away.
"You dare hurt my Xiao Wu? All of you will pay!"
Now fighting at full strength, Tang San's power surged. Jiang Xiaofeng immediately signaled everyone to retreat.
"Don't get close to him—his abilities are strange!"
It wasn't that Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't handle Tang San, but he feared his teammates might get injured. External spirit bones were poorly documented, but each one had unique powers. The Eight Spider Lances were spider-based, and spiders were notoriously venomous.
If anyone got poisoned, Jiang Xiaofeng wouldn't be able to help.
Following orders, Hu Liena and the others quickly pulled back, giving Jiang Xiaofeng and Tang San room.
"What, are you scared now?"
Jiang Xiaofeng sneered, "Scared? Don't flatter yourself. I'm a Soul Sect with level 50 soul power, and you're just a Soul Elder. There's a whole realm of difference between us, and I have one more soul skill than you!"
"Do you even know what my fourth soul skill is?"
Tang San stared coldly at Jiang Xiaofeng. This man was undeniably strong—but underestimating Tang San would be his fatal mistake.
"Clear Sky Hammer, Disorder Wind Hammer Technique!"
The Disorder Wind Hammer was a secret skill of the Clear Sky Clan.
Anyone with the Clear Sky Hammer could learn it—but not everyone could master its essence.
The Clear Sky Hammer was powerful, and the Disorder Wind Hammer Technique made it even more so.
But Jiang Xiaofeng didn't flinch. He stood there, waiting for the hammer to strike him.
The hammer smashed again and again into Jiang Xiaofeng.
Each hit rang with the unbelievable clang of metal.
Jiang Xiaofeng coldly watched Tang San flail with his Clear Sky Hammer.
"This is the so-called number one tool-type martial spirit in the world? Can't even break through my defense? Trash!!!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Complete PDF of this fan-fic on my Patreon shop if you want to support and own the full fan-fic in one go. Just grab the PDF and binge the entire story from start to finish!
Guys, I've uploaded some fanfic on my Patreon shop! Feel free to check it out—if you're interested, you can grab a copy and support me there.
Here are a few titles of recently uploaded fanfics pdf:
"Douluo: Falling in Love with Qian Renxue from the Start"
"Starting from Douluo: Marrying the Ice and Snow Empress"
"Douluo: Unlocking the Ancestor Dragon Martial Soul from the Start"
Your support means a lot—thanks in advance, legends!
patreon .com/UIGOD
(End of Chapter)