In Douluo Continent, he tricked Xiao Wu into giving him a soul ring.

"You're really... so noisy." Before Tang San could even utter the word "uncle," Lan Si had already appeared in front of him, pressing his left hand against Tang San's mouth and slamming him to the ground, hammer and all, creating a shallow crater. The ground instantly cracked open.

Feeling the excruciating pain in his face, Tang San's pupils contracted slightly. He tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't muster any strength no matter what he did. Furthermore, because Lan Si's hand was clamping his mouth and nose, he couldn't even breathe properly.

Startled, his eyes turned cold, and a purple light shone from his back as he unleashed the Eight Spider Lances, carrying a sharp aura, fiercely stabbing towards Lan Si's chest. The result was predictable: Lan Si easily dodged them once again.

At this moment, Tang San finally got a chance to catch his breath, panting heavily.

The entire room fell silent; the surroundings were deathly still.

No one expected that after using the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San, who had been evenly matched with Lan Si, would be so easily defeated once Lan Si got serious. Even more unexpectedly, Tang San was hiding the trump card of the Eight Spider Lances.

In the VIP stands, Ning Fengzhi watched the two facing off in the arena with great interest, thinking to himself, "Twin martial souls, the Clear Sky Hammer, and now an external soul bone—with so many dazzling halos, Tang San, how many more surprises do you have in store for me?" But... can the Clear Sky Hammer and the external soul bone alone truly turn the tide?

And then there's A-Si, who turns out to be the great-grandson of that old guy Tang Lie (the name of the Sun Douluo). It seems that the Haotian Sect is going to be quite lively in the future.

Given Ah Si's temperament, she might just tear down that great sect when she grows up.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi revealed an unkind smile.

.........

At this moment, Tang San was filled with lingering fear. In the past, he had always relied on his powerful father to act recklessly and dared to ruthlessly attack his enemies.

But just now, Lan Si seemed to really want to kill him, intending to suffocate him. If it weren't for the Eight Spider Lances... who knows...

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Thinking of this, Tang San's expression turned serious, and he stared at Lan Si with bated breath, not daring to attack rashly.

Lan Si remained silent, and a brief silence fell between them.

After a long pause, Lan Si broke the silence, saying calmly, "Tang San, this must have been what your father, Tang Hao, told you. I should thank you. So, this time, I will let you have a dignified end." Thank you for letting me know that I still have enemies alive.

In the original novel, the old man Lieyang Douluo attached great importance to the inheritance of the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul. Back then, that scumbag abandoned his father and grandmother, and the former must have played a part in pushing things along. Sooner or later, he would go to the Clear Sky Sect and turn it upside down.

"Thank me?" Tang San's ordinary face showed a puzzled expression, but he dared not be careless in the slightest. He activated the Purple Demon Eye to its limit. His eyes, glowing with blue light, stared unblinkingly at Lan Si, worried that she would disappear from his sight again.

Lan Si pointed her longsword diagonally at the ground and slowly walked towards Tang San. "Unleash the Chaotic Cloak, Thirty-Six Hammers. This should be the most powerful move you can currently unleash. I will not dodge, nor will I attack your weaknesses. Instead, I will attack from the front. In front of everyone, I will break through your proud Chaotic Cloak."

The blade struck the ground, creating a shower of sparks.

"Break through head-on? You think I'd fall for your trick?" Tang San frowned as he watched Lan Si approach, and asked tentatively.

"Of course, do you think everyone is like you? You haven't learned the good fighting techniques, but you're good at opportunism. Come on, let me see just how skilled your Chaotic Cloak really is." Lan Si stopped two meters away from Tang San, right within the attack range of Tang San's Chaotic Cloak.

Tang San frowned, gritted his teeth, and unleashed the first four of his Eight Spider Lances, which shot out and thrust fiercely at Lan Si.

Two sword lights flashed, and the four spider spears were severed at the root by Lan Si.

"Ah..." Tang San cried out in pain. The Eight Spider Lances had now fused with Tang San's body. For Lan Si to cut off Tang San's Eight Spider Lances was not much different from cutting off his ribs.

"I've already said, what I want to understand is the chaotic cloak, not your opportunistic sneak attacks," Lan Si said indifferently, twirling his sword.

"Then so be it." Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. Enduring the excruciating pain, Tang San gripped the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands, his body half-spinning as he unleashed the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.

At the same time, Lan Si, holding a sword in one hand, also made a similar movement.

The Haotian Hammer and the Azure Lotus Sword collided in the air, producing a deafening metallic clang that spread outwards, accompanied by bluish-black ripples, and once again stirred up a fierce gale in the air.

As the Clear Sky Hammer and the Azure Lotus Sword clashed repeatedly, the wind grew stronger. The ground began to cave in, centered on Lan Si and Tang San's feet. The already devastated training ground was further utterly destroyed.

The entire audience erupted in an uproar.

From the direction of Shenfeng Academy, Feng Xiaotian witnessed this astonishing scene and could not contain his excitement, shouting, "What kind of self-created soul skill did he use? He actually withstood the Chaotic Cloak head-on!"

As the only one present who had personally experienced the Chaotic Cloak, he knew its power all too well. Its weakness was its size, but its power was even greater. Just the fourth strike was enough to shatter his Gale Wings, which were already stacked up to the thirty-sixth strike.

But Lan Si actually withstood it head-on, and even seemed to have room to maneuver. What a joke!

On the VIP platform, Emperor Xueye, Ning Fengzhi, and Salas all stood up at the same time. Others might not recognize what Lan Si was using, but how could these three men, all over fifty, not recognize it?

Lan Si unleashed none other than the Chaotic Cloak, a chaotic cloak released in the form of a sword.

But Lan Si clearly had no one to teach him, so how did he learn to wear his cloak in disarray?

Could it be that he learned it by observing Tang San in front of him?

While everyone was astonished by Lan Si's power, the battle between Tang San and Lan Si was nearing its end. Although Tang San was inferior to Lan Si in both soul power and strength, he was not at a disadvantage thanks to the weight of the Clear Sky Hammer.

However, this situation did not last long. After Tang San swung the thirty-sixth hammer, he could no longer swing the thirty-seventh hammer, while Lan Si swung the thirty-seventh sword.

Left with no other choice, Tang San had to hold the Clear Sky Hammer in front of him to block.

The powerful force struck the Clear Sky Hammer, sending Tang San, hammer and all, flying like a cannonball.

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Chapter 184 Reaping the Bitter Fruit

"This is your messy cloak? That's all?" Lan Si shrugged, his longsword pointing diagonally at the ground again, and slowly walked towards Tang San step by step.

Blood seeped from Tang San's tiger's mouth, and his Xuan Yu hand was cracked. Lan Si's powerful slash almost severely injured Tang San. Fortunately, he was able to grab the ground with the remaining four spider spears of the Eight Spider Spears. Otherwise, Tang San would have been blasted out of the arena area on the spot.

Leaning on the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San shakily stood up, his face filled with disbelief.

His Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique was actually broken, and from the front at that. If Feng Xiaotian broke his Chaotic Slashing Technique by using despicable tricks, it would be understandable, but Lan Si broke it from the front.

This...this is impossible...

Just then, with a crack, two of Tang San's spider spears on his back shattered due to the immense force and fell to the ground.

Tang San looked at the broken Eight Spider Lances and was slightly stunned. Was he about to use Bat Wing Reincarnation?

After a brief silence, Tang San finally made up his mind, his gaze towards Lan Si filled with mockery and confidence. No matter how powerful you are, once you're poisoned by the Eight Spider Lances, you'll never be able to catch up to my cultivation speed.

Having made up his mind, he unleashed the Crane Control and Dragon Capture technique, picking up the fragments of the Eight Spider Lances from the ground and saying calmly, "Is this your self-created soul skill? A slashing technique with a similar effect to the Chaotic Cloak?"

"Are you trying to say that I've already seen your self-created soul skill, but I haven't even used mine yet!" Lan Si stopped in his tracks.

"You..." Tang San's face stiffened. How did he know?

"Alright, alright, hurry up and show me what you've got. I can tell you're just running out of steam. Picking up the poisonous fragments of external soul bones from the ground, you just want to use your old, low-class tricks. Show me what you've got, I want to see it." Lan Si waved his hand impatiently. Although he said that, he was still on high alert. He activated his azure fiery eyes, drawing two fire snakes in the air.

When he fights someone, no matter who the opponent is, he never underestimates anyone.

"As you wish." Upon hearing this, Tang San laughed in anger, put away his Clear Sky Hammer spirit, and seven pieces of the Eight Spider Spears flew out of his hand, but none of them were aimed directly at Lan Si.

Although it was extremely strange, under Lan Si's cyan fiery eyes and powerful spiritual insight, the fragments of the Eight Spider Lances had nowhere to hide.

Lan Si thought to himself, "Four attacks are aimed at my limbs, one from the front, one from the back, and one from the blind spot of the back of my neck. This guy's methods are quite vicious. I'll make you reap what you sow."

Thinking of this, Lan Si laughed, "This is the result of your efforts over the past eight years. You're truly despicable, and you'll always be despicable."

Tang San smiled and didn't say anything more.

Because he no longer had the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot to refine his body, although his soul power still reached level 42, his combat endurance was far inferior to that in the original work.

Having successively used Blue Silver Cage, Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, and external soul bone, coupled with the need to suppress his injuries with soul power, and now using Bat Wing Reincarnation, his soul power has been completely exhausted.

With a thud, he knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands. He looked at Lan Si with a cold smile and thought to himself, "How dare you underestimate the top ten hidden weapon technique of my Tang Clan—Bat Wing Reincarnation. Combined with the deadly poison of the Eight Spider Spears, you'll be in for a world of hurt soon."

The seven pieces of the eight spider spears each flew in a straight line, eventually scattering in an arc.

Just when Tang San thought the Bat Wing Reincarnation was about to hit Lan Si, Lan Si moved.

Lan Si stepped onto the ground and spun into the air.

Ding ding.....

With a crisp metallic clang, the Azure Lotus Sword deflected the incoming fragments of the Eight Spider Spears in mid-air.

Asura Martial God

"This...how is this possible? He actually broke my Bat Wing Reincarnation." Tang San's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Here you go." With his heel landing again, Lan Si stomped his right leg on the ground. Instantly, the Eight Spider Spirit Bones that had been thrown into the air rose from the ground. Lan Si slightly changed his sword grip and rapidly slapped the cross-section of the blade, striking seven times in a row. The fragments of the Eight Spider Spirit Bones then transformed into streaks of purple light and flew fiercely towards Tang San's location.

Tang San was taken aback. The Eight Spider Spear fragments were flying too fast, and it was too late to dodge them. Helpless, he had no choice but to use Ghost Shadow Steps to dodge at high speed.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven—Tang San narrowly avoided all of them. However, when he dodged the last two pieces and his body was suspended in mid-air, his Purple Demon Eye noticed something was wrong. The last two pieces were clearly smaller than the others, and their cross-sections had smooth, even sword marks.

"Not good. There's still one more piece." Tang San thought to himself that something was wrong. His eyes met Lan Si's, and he was met with Lan Si's mocking smile. He saw Lan Si repeat the action of striking an object with his longsword, sending the Eight Spider Soul Bone fragments flying. The last piece of the Eight Spider Spear flew out of his sword and finally pierced the dead flesh of his right buttock at an extremely tricky angle.

The venom of the Eight Spider Lances quickly invaded his bloodstream, and Tang San's buttocks instantly became congested and purplish, swelling up. At first glance, it looked as if a dragon fruit had been stuffed into his buttocks, which was quite comical.

"The mistress..."

"Third Brother..."

Yu Xiaogang and Xiao Wu woke up at some point and saw this horrific scene. The beast and the pig were both horrified and cried out in shock at the same time.

At this moment, Tang San's face turned pale and then purple. He endured the excruciating pain without crying out, disregarding the audience around him. He tore open the back of his pants and forcefully pulled out the Eight Spider Lances Soul Bone.

"Hiss..." The extreme sourness made Tang San gasp. He quickly took out a robe from the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon to cover himself, and then began to detoxify, his dark eyes fixed on Lan Si.

"Aren't you going to surrender yet?" Seeing that Tang San was still stubbornly resisting, Lan Si took a step and slowly walked towards Tang San.

In the Shrek Academy rest area, seeing this situation, Yu Xiaogang dared not delay any longer and hurriedly shouted, "Shrek Academy concedes defeat in this round. Shrek Academy concedes defeat." Tang San was his hope for proving his invincible theory, and he could not afford the slightest mistake.

Hearing this, Lan Si stopped and turned to the referee. The referee paused for a moment, then, under Tang San's resentful and indignant gaze, announced the result of the match.

"Now, please send out the last member of Shrek Academy." After Tang San was helped off the arena, the referee yawned and said somewhat impatiently.

Upon hearing this, the Shrek Seven Devils exchanged glances, their eyes downcast, all turning their gazes to Dai Mubai. At this moment, Dai Mubai was under immense pressure. He hated Lan Si to the core, and Lan Si, in turn, longed to kill him. He had already foreseen the fates of Tai Long, Ma Hongjun, Xiao Wu, Tang San, and others; if he went up again, he might just be offering himself up for death.

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Chapter 185 Kitten vs. Tiger

But what if he conceded defeat? Dai Mubai was somewhat unwilling. His mortal enemy, who had stolen his wife, was right in front of him, yet he dared not step forward. Was this still him?

Just as Dai Mubai was struggling with his inner turmoil, Lan Si's voice suddenly rang out from the center of the arena, "Hey you, didn't you call yourself the Evil-Eyed White Tiger? Are you that afraid of me?"

“You…” Dai Mubai’s eyes were bloodshot, but he couldn’t utter a single word because he was truly afraid.

Seeing this, the referee became even more impatient. "Does Shrek Academy have anyone else to play? If no one plays, it will be considered a forfeit."

The Shrek members remained silent.

The referee frowned, and just as he was about to announce Shrek Academy's forfeit, Lan Si's voice rang out again, "I see none of you dare to step up now. Dai Mubai, I bet that 29-year-old trash next to you originally wanted the five people in front of me to deplete my soul power, then have Tang San end my winning streak, and finally have you deal with Zhu Qing, right?"