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Chapter 80 Oh, this cruel twist of fate (Fourth update!)

Swish!
Two figures rushed towards each other at the same time, and both rushed out at the same moment. One was a black shadow, and the other was a graceful figure. Their speed seemed to penetrate the air and rushed straight out. They did not take any dodge measures. After a few breaths, they were directly in the center of the stage, like two wild bulls, and collided head-on without any avoidance.

Boom!
The Clear Sky Hammer smashed down fiercely, but Meng Yiran not only did not dodge, but actually confronted it head-on. The snake staff in his hand was like a stab, and the snake staff touched the Clear Sky Hammer.

At the moment of impact, a violent soul power shock wave swept across, and the hard stone slabs of the arena were blown away, and tiny cracks were formed on them.

The two figures retreated as soon as they touched each other, and each step they took would leave a mark half a finger deep on the ground.

Tang San retreated the least, only three steps. Although Meng Yiran's snake staff martial spirit was also a weapon martial spirit, it was not as powerful as Tang San's, and his soul power was two levels weaker than Tang San's, so he retreated eight steps.

The soul power of both of them is extremely strong.

"Interesting. Although I haven't used my full strength yet, your physique seems to have been strengthened. You can actually block the power of the Clear Sky Hammer." Tang San stared at Meng Yiran with interest. Normally speaking, the power of the Clear Sky Hammer surpasses all weapon spirits, and the opponent's snake staff spirit is not a very powerful weapon spirit.

As a result, he was able to barely block the attack of the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Hmph, I didn't use my full strength either. My first soul skill is the tongue blade."

Meng Yiran's first soul ring glowed, and several tongue blades spewed out from the snake head on the top of the snake-head crutch. The tongue blades flashed with a blue luster, and were obviously highly poisonous.

Seeing the dense swarm of poisonous flying knives flying at him at high speed, Tang San did not save his spirit power. He activated his second spirit ring, and the purple spirit ring emitted a burst of purple light. Tang San stomped his foot lightly, and the entire arena began to wriggle.

With a bang, a stone wall rose up, blocking all of Meng Yiran's poisonous tongue blades, but this was not the end. Under Tang San's control, stone pillars rose from the ground under Meng Yiran's feet, trying to push Meng Yiran out of the ring.

Seeing the stone pillars suddenly rising from the ground, Meng Yiran sneered and his second soul ring lit up at the same time.

"Snake body!"

Meng Yiran's body, which was attacked by the stone pillars, twisted as if it had no bones. Suddenly, his body became soft and he emerged from the countless stone pillars as if greased. He smashed the snake-head crutch in his hand directly towards Tang San.

Meng Yiran's second soul skill makes her like a snake. Not only is her body as soft as if it had no bones, but her skin is also smooth, allowing her to move freely among the stone pillars.

Tang San frowned. He didn't expect that this woman whose soul power cultivation was two levels lower than his was so difficult to deal with. With a thought, he activated the Ghost Shadow Step and dodged Meng Yiran's stick at the critical moment.

With a bang, the snake staff hit the ring, creating a small hole.

"This isn't relying on spirit skills, but pure physical strength?" Tang San looked at the small hole made by Meng Yiran. The destructive power was quite strong.

The attack missed, Meng Yiran's eyes fixed, and then she activated her third soul ring without any hesitation.

"The third soul skill, snake venom ground net!" Meng Yiran held the snake staff martial soul in both hands and inserted one end of the snake staff into the ground.

Then, the snake head of the snake staff suddenly seemed to come alive, opened its mouth, and a purple-black poisonous gas spewed out of the snake head, instantly covering the entire arena.

At this moment, in the audience, there was an unnoticed couple who were quietly watching Meng Yiran on stage. The old woman looked at her lively granddaughter on stage and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, Yiran is becoming more and more proficient in controlling her third soul skill. As long as she is surrounded by poison gas, even a level 40 Soul Master will be defeated."

The old man narrowed his eyes, looking at Tang San, whose expression didn't change much on the stage, and shook his head, saying, "No, if it were any other Clear Sky Sect disciple, they might lose, but this Tang San probably still has some tricks up his sleeve. But he's still not completely without a chance of winning."

Facing Meng Yiran's third soul skill, Tang San remained calm and kept waving the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. Suddenly, a hurricane was caused around Tang San because of the special swing of the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, Wind Hammer!" As the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique rotated, Tang San swung it violently, and a tornado was generated from it. The strong suction force of the tornado swept away all the surrounding poisonous gas.

"How is this possible? What kind of soul skill is this? It's so powerful without the need for a martial soul!" Meng Yiran was shocked. It was the first time she saw a soul master who could create such a powerful tornado without using any soul skills!
"Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, Phoenix Dance!"

Boom, the Clear Sky Hammer seemed to transform into a phoenix and was thrown out by Tang San using the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique.

The terrifying weight of the Clear Sky Hammer, combined with the centrifugal force and extreme speed of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, made the hammer strike like a falling meteor. Facing the attack of Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, Meng Yiran held the Snake Staff tightly with both hands.

Zizizizi, the high-speed rotating Clear Sky Hammer was like a saw, continuously striking Meng Yiran, and the terrifying thrust was about to push her out of the venue.

"Just admit defeat. Although your spirit skills are powerful, you have not practiced enough in using poison, and you are not up to par." Tang San is also a master of poison. Even if he does not use the chaotic cloak hammer method, he has ways to deal with it.

Just as Meng Yiran was about to be pushed off the stage by Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, the corners of his mouth curled up as he said with a smile, "Tang San, your Clear Sky Hammer is indeed powerful, but if you think you're sure to win, you're totally wrong!"

Meng Yiran clasped his hands together and suddenly formed a strange hand seal amidst the astonished gazes. The next second, a strange soul power appeared, and the back of Meng Yiran's shirt was torn. Eight bulges quickly appeared in the middle of his spine. Then, eight strange little poisonous snakes broke out of his back and suddenly stretched out at lightning speed.

"what is that!"

In the field, countless people stood up suddenly, looking at the thing that appeared on Meng Yiran's back with disbelief. Some people with extraordinary eyesight could even see that the soul power fluctuations of the thing that appeared on the back were astonishing!
Puff puff puff, suddenly eight sounds came from Meng Yiran's back, and then the next second, eight sharp spears like spider legs supported her body. With a bang, two of the spider legs knocked Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer back.

Seeing the eight spider spears appear, Tang San was also stunned.

"Oh my god, is that a soul bone behind Meng Yiran?"

"No, the six soul bones don't have back bones at all. These are external soul bones!!"

Not to mention Tang San, even Qian Renxue on the high platform was slightly surprised and said, "It's actually an external spirit bone."

With the appearance of the external soul bone, some special changes occurred in the soul power fluctuations on Meng Yiran's body. The whole person's aura seemed to become much colder, and the temperature around his body dropped significantly.

"Tang San, you should be proud enough to allow me to use the Eight Spider Lances."

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