Chapter 220 Bibi Dong, I know you too well.

A short while later, in the bedroom.

"Brother Tian, ​​is this to warn Bibi Dong?" Long Ling'er voiced her suspicions.

"It's also a warning, especially for Qian Daoliu," Zhu Wu said calmly. "We can't do all the work."

"If Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong can still tolerate Tang Hao making a move on their own doorstep, then frankly, I have no respect for the Spirit Hall."

"Also, let's see if that person will stand idly by." As he spoke, he glanced at the roof.

Long Ling'er immediately understood that Zhu Wu was referring to the God of Asura. If Qian Daoliu were to truly intervene, Tang Hao and his son would undoubtedly die without external assistance. Since the life and death of their chosen heir was at stake, they could use this opportunity to test whether the God of Asura would intervene.

"What are you talking about?" Ning Rongrong was completely confused.

"You'll find out later," Zhu Wu smiled. "Right now, the fewer people who know about this, the better."

"Oh." Ning Rongrong nodded gently.

In the afternoon, in front of the Papal Palace.

Zhu Wu led his team to their seats in the rest area, his gaze sweeping over the area where the Spirit Hall team was located. Qian Renxue and Hu Liena were indeed absent. He had anticipated this; one had suffered a fatal injury to her very essence, and the other was severely mentally depleted. Neither could be directly healed by healing spirit skills, and they likely wouldn't wake up for a while. As for Xie Yue and Yan, their injuries had all healed, demonstrating the Spirit Hall's healing spirit masters' capabilities.

You should know that Xie Yue's shoulder was pierced right through on the spot.

In addition, a new face arrived, with a soul power level of 43. He was probably assigned to replace Hu Liena.

"As expected of the Spirit Hall, they cured him so quickly." On the other side, Yu Xiaogang's gaze fell on Xie Yue, then moved to the new face. Without a doubt, this was a last-minute arrangement by the Spirit Hall. Although he was furious, he was helpless.

After all, they are the organizers, and even if people are added at the last minute, they have no evidence to prove anything.

Moreover, considering that Qian Daoliu had previously crippled his cultivation, he dared not say anything more.

He took a deep breath, regained his composure, turned to look behind him, and said in a calm tone, "Proceed according to the original plan."

Tang San and the others nodded slightly and said nothing more.

"Let's begin." A short while later, Bibi Dong's calm voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, the cardinal, acting as referee, strode forward and announced loudly, "Please, both competitors, enter the arena!"

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Yu Tianheng, Yu Feng, Ma Hongjun, Shi Mo, and Tai Long all stood up at the same time and strode into the room.

Zhu Wu glanced at the three-flying formation and immediately understood Shrek Academy's tactics.

It all comes down to Tang San.

On the other side, led by Xie Yue and Yan, the seven members of the Spirit Hall team entered the arena.

"Ready for the match." With the referee's soft shout, everyone activated their martial spirits.

One minute later, the sound started again.

"The match begins!"

"Third Soul Skill, Wind Wing Soaring." Yu Feng and Ma Hongjun simultaneously unleashed their flight soul skills, spreading their wings and taking off.

Tang San extended his external soul bone and took off together.

Yu Tianheng, Xiao Wu, Shi Mo, and Tai Long followed closely behind.

On the other side, Xie Yue and Yan, with the support of a Soul Master, led their team in an attack.

The only flying Soul Master, Zhang Ping, soared into the sky, not rushing to the front, but following above the formation. She knew that there were three flying opponents, and if she went up alone, she would be surrounded and attacked. Even with a higher Soul Power level, it would be difficult to win.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Thousand-Pound Entangling Armor!" The distance between the two sides quickly closed. Tang San swiftly covered his body with a layer of vine armor, also concealing his mouth and nose. Then, he slightly opened his mouth and silently extended his venomous fangs to bite the vines, injecting the Nine-Section Jadeite Poison as a precaution.

Without the slightest delay, he pulled out the thorns with both hands and fired them fiercely at Zhang Ping.

The latter's expression changed, and it immediately flapped its wings and accelerated to evade.

"Second Soul Skill, Phoenix Reborn. First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fire Line." Seeing Zhang Ping restricted, Ma Hongjun opened his mouth without hesitation and spewed fire downwards.

"Third Soul Skill, Gale and Clouds Surge!" The Wind Riding Wings flapped fiercely, creating a strong wind that fueled the fire.

"Second Soul Skill, Granite Rock. Fifth Soul Skill, Flying Sand and Raging Flames!" Yan spread his hands wide, and the surrounding ground churned with magma, sending up multiple magma pillars that shot into the air. Relying on his cultivation level, which was more than a major realm higher, he actually withstood the wind and rushed towards the two of them.

A path also split off along the way and rushed towards Tang San.

However, the flames were whipped up by the strong wind, creating a sea of ​​fire on the surrounding ground and blocking the rest of the team members.

"As expected, Ma Hongjun's cultivation is still a bit lacking compared to Yu Feng's." In the air, Tang San frowned and quickly dodged to the side.

Ma Hongjun and Yu Fengyiran.

Fortunately, controlling such a wide-range ranged attack-type soul skill is not easy, even for a Soul King like Yan. Therefore, the magma pillars did not fly very fast, and their trajectory was obvious. Although he dared not take them head-on, dodging them was not difficult.

Seeing Tang San make a dodging move, Zhang Ping didn't hesitate and immediately turned around, sweeping her wings in succession.

"Flying Swallow Slash!"

Multiple wind blades were unleashed, densely packed and rushing towards Tang San.

"Soul Bone Skill, Dragon Armor." Tang San activated his Soul Bone Skill without hesitation, and simultaneously used the Mysterious Jade Hand.

Although he possesses an external soul bone, speed is not his advantage in the air, and he has to take countermeasures to avoid his wings being hit.

"Puff puff puff" While dodging, he used the Mysterious Jade Hand to strike the wind blades and create gaps.

"A good opportunity." Seeing that Tang San was restrained by the wind blade she had swept out, and that Ma Hongjun and Yu Feng were now a little far apart, Zhang Ping was naturally unwilling to let the opportunity slip by. Her eyes flashed, "Feather Blade!" She spread her wings, and the feathers were tinged with golden light, like pieces of golden knives.

"Golden Swallow Possession!" Its entire body was bathed in golden light, its flight speed increased dramatically, and it transformed into a golden beam, swooping down towards Tang San.

"Yan Ying!" The body split into three parts midway, and as they scattered, they all turned to the side, so that the feather blades were in front, like a sharp knife.

In the blink of an eye, they were three meters away from Tang San.

"Good timing!" Tang San sneered, his eyes flashing. "Second Soul Skill, Parasitism."

Vines instantly sprouted from Zhang Ping's limbs below her hips, intertwining with each other and spreading upwards towards her waist.

"When?" Zhang Ping's expression changed, and she paused.

"First Soul Skill, Entanglement!" Tang San's body suddenly sprouted vines, binding Zhang Ping in mid-air, and his indifferent voice rang out.

"You really think the thorns I threw were just to attack you? You think the strong winds my teammates unleashed were just to attack and restrict your teammates? You're wrong. My target from the beginning was you."

"All of this was just to spread the parasitic spores attached to the vines into the air, and I myself am merely bait to lure you back for a close-range attack."

"You're very fast; the strong wind you create even bounced off the parasitic spores I've scattered in the air."

"Unfortunately, that's not all!"

"The wind only bounced off the upper body where the wind was stronger, but some blind spots on the lower body were still inevitably covered in it."

"You've lost!" With those words, he suddenly raised his hand and struck Zhang Ping directly in the chest.

The latter was struck hard and vomited blood on the spot. His body then fell rapidly, his lips turning purple along the way, which was a clear sign of poisoning.

"You should be glad I didn't use the Nine-Section Jade Poison," he said indifferently, then turned and flew towards his teammates.

Qian Daoliu's actions that morning served as a wake-up call for him. This was the territory of the Spirit Hall. If he went too far, wouldn't the Spirit Hall send someone to deal with him? Perhaps they wouldn't kill him, but crippling him like they did with the teacher was something he couldn't accept.

The injury, coupled with the poison from his martial soul, was enough to render this flying-type soul master incapable of fighting again. That was enough.

"Damn it!" Yan was furious to see his teammate Zhang Ping being shot down. Their original tactic was to limit Tang San and then let Zhang Ping use her speed advantage to finish him off. This tactic was personally devised by Pope Bibi Dong, but unexpectedly, Tang San used it against them instead.

Zhang Ping's counterattack was indeed swift and fast, which led to the quick end of the battle.

Only a few seconds had passed between Zhang Ping's counterattack and her defeat; his soul skill hadn't even finished yet.

"Bibi Dong, I know you too well." Offstage, Yu Xiaogang gazed at Bibi Dong with an impassive look, thinking to himself.

His back straightened slightly; in this exchange, he was undoubtedly the better player.

(End of this chapter)

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