Douluo Continent, My Talents from Three Worlds Complement Each Other

Facing Tang San's murderous gaze, Jiang Yi remained unfazed, instead staring coldly at him.

"Xiao Wu is just an appetizer. Tang San, today you'll pay your first debt."

At this moment, the audience on the sidelines cheered enthusiastically. The incredibly violent battle had just taken its toll on the bloodthirst-craving crowd.

This is the strength a champion should have. A great soul master was defeated so easily. No wonder he was able to win twenty consecutive matches.

Ning Rongrong, who was in the private room, had completely lost her worry at this point.

He opened his mouth in shock, unable to believe what he had just witnessed.

Xiao Wu, who was at level 29, was dealt with by Jiang Yi so easily.

"So strong," Ning Rongrong murmured unconsciously.

Tang San, who was standing on the side of the audience, forcibly suppressed his emotions, picked up Xiao Wu, and then handed her over to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

"Take good care of Xiao Wu," Tang San instructed as he placed Xiao Wu on her seat.

Seeing Tang San's current state, Dai Mubai quickly replied, "Okay, I understand."

Tang San nodded and turned to walk towards the arena.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing could hardly bear to look at Xiao Wu, whose head was swollen like a pig's.

"That kid's in trouble. He actually beat Xiao Wu up like that. Tang San is definitely going to go berserk again," Dai Mubai sighed.

At that time, Zhao Wuji injured Xiao Wu, which caused Tang San to go berserk. He took out hidden weapons and beat Zhao Wuji into a sorry state.

You should know that Zhao Wuji is a Soul Saint!

No matter how strong Jiang Yi is, he is absolutely no match for Tang San.

Zhu Zhuqing gazed at Jiang Yi on the arena, her eyes filled with longing.

"If I had that kind of power..." She couldn't help but clench her fists.

"What are you doing, audience member?" The host quickly intervened.

Tang San had already broken the rules by trying to rush into the arena, and now he wanted to rush up again, so the host naturally couldn't let him have his way.

Tang San stared intently at Jiang Yi and said, word by word, "I want to challenge him!"

"This..." The host hesitated upon hearing this.

"Let him take on the challenge," Soros said, having appeared at the scene at some point.

"His level meets the requirements for challenging the reigning champion, so he can directly challenge the champion," Soros explained.

The host didn't say anything more after hearing this, and soon he received a message from Tang San.

Back in the ring, he smiled again and made a passionate announcement.

"Next, please welcome our second challenger tonight, the Great Soul Master Tang San."

Tang San leaped onto the arena, staring intently at Jiang Yi opposite him.

"You'll regret what you just did!" Tang San said.

Jiang Yi revealed a mocking smile: "I will not regret anything I have done."

"Besides, only incompetent people make threats. Wasn't that your mistress just now?"

"You've beaten her up like this, do you still want her?"

Hearing Jiang Yi's mockery, Tang San's expression grew even colder. How dare they use Xiao Wu to ridicule him?

"You've already found a way to die!"

"The match begins!" The surrounding noise made the host oblivious to their conversation, and he directly announced the start of the match.

A blue light surged from Tang San's body, two yellow spirit rings rose behind him, and blue-black vines were released.

Like long snakes, they rushed towards Jiang Yi.

"Blue-silver entanglement!"

Tang San immediately unleashed his first soul skill, and in the blink of an eye, the blue-black vines bound Jiang Yi tightly.

The Blue Silver Grass began releasing toxins, attempting to paralyze Jiang Yi's body.

Jiang Yi ignored the toxins on it and the ever-tightening blue silver vines, remaining calm and composed.

"Tang San, is this all you've got?" Jiang Yi said with a faint smile.

Then, with a powerful shake of his arms, the blue silver vines were instantly shattered into pieces.

Before Tang San could even be shocked, Jiang Yi suddenly stomped his feet, covering a distance of dozens of meters, and arrived in front of Tang San in the blink of an eye.

Tang San's eyes emitted a purple light, but even with the help of the Purple Demon Eye, he still couldn't make out Jiang Yi's figure.

Jiang Yi unleashed a punch, and the terrifying shockwave sent Tang San's hair flying backward.

"Stop!" Tang San roared inwardly.

His entire body's strength erupted simultaneously, finally allowing his hands to overlap and block the fist as it struck him.

The fists struck Tang San's arms directly, causing Tang San to stagger backward. He only stopped when he was almost falling off the stage.

Tang San gritted his teeth, the intense pain in his hands causing his arms to tremble uncontrollably.

"His strength and speed are too great; they defy all reason!" Tang San roared inwardly.

Just then, Jiang Yi rushed over again.

Tang San was startled and quickly used Ghost Shadow Tracking to try to dodge Jiang Yi's attack.

He dodged to the left, but Jiang Yi's fist followed closely, aiming straight for his face.

This forced him to raise his hand again to block the punch.

His arm jerked violently, a cracking sound reached his ear, and excruciating pain instantly shot through his body.

"Ah!" This made Tang San scream in pain.

Jiang Yi's eyes were deep and devoid of any emotion as he threw another punch, striking Tang San hard in the abdomen.

The intense pain caused Tang San to arch his body like a shrimp, his face flushed red.

Immediately afterwards, fists came again, hitting Tang San's body one punch after another.

Tang San's body was being beaten and swayed back and forth, like a tattered sack.

The final whip kick landed hard on Tang San's waist, sending him flying and crashing heavily onto the edge of the ring.

"Tang San!" Dai Mubai exclaimed from the sidelines.

Tang San lay on the ground, barely alive, the excruciating pain coursing through his body almost causing him to lose consciousness.

At this moment, Jiang Yi walked up to Tang San and looked down at him with disdain.

"Heh, were you just trying to make me regret it? Are you even qualified to avenge someone else?"

"You're a piece of trash. You're thinking of avenging others? You'll never be able to defeat me. From now on, when you see me, you'd better kneel down obediently."

Jiang Yi let out a cold sneer; his voice had a special quality that directly entered Tang San's mind.

Tang San, who was on the verge of death and almost unconscious, stared at Jiang Yi with eyes full of resentment upon hearing these voices.

Within that resentment and malice, there was also a trace of barely perceptible fear, which even he himself did not notice.

After Jiang Yi finished speaking, he turned and left, returning to the center of the arena.

Tang San's head lolled to the side, and he fainted on the arena.

Dai Mubai quickly went up and picked Tang San up as well.

The enthusiastic cheers almost drowned out the entire fighting arena. The brutal, visceral battles got everyone's blood pumping.

Inside the private room, Ning Rongrong watched this scene with great excitement; Jiang Yi was simply too strong.

Soros stood on the sidelines, unable to resist clenching his fists; this was exactly the result he had hoped for.

"I hereby announce that Jiang Yi has won the second round of the title defense match tonight. The next challenger, Luo Yun, please come to the stage."