Tang San's gaze had been fixed on the entire arena. When he saw that Thunder Claw strike Xiao Wu, witnessing the splattering blood and his beloved collapsing in pain, he felt as if an invisible hand had brutally clenched his heart, instantly stopping its beat! His mind buzzed, turning completely blank! Immediately after, boundless rage, heartache, and an indescribable fear erupted like a volcano from the deepest part of his soul, instantly devouring all his reason!
"You... all deserve to die!!!!"
Tang San's eyes instantly turned blood-red! His originally gentle face twisted with extreme fury as a cold, evil, and destructive torrent of terrifying Soul Power burst uncontrollably from his body! The external Soul Bone, Eight Spider Lances, broke through his skin against his will! Eight sinister purple-black spider legs, covered in eerie patterns and sharp as spears at their tips, viciously unfurled behind him! A terrifying pressure far beyond the Soul Honour level swept across the arena!
At this moment, Tang San seemed transformed into an avenging Asura crawling out of hell, devoid of his usual calm and strategy, leaving only the most primitive desire to kill! The Eight Spider Lances slammed against the ground, instantly cracking the solid granite floor. His figure became a purple-black streak too fast for the eye to follow, carrying an intent to tear everything apart, and he charged straight at Yu Tianheng, who had just injured Xiao Wu!
"Be careful!" Yu Tianheng, directly in his path, felt the murderous aura that nearly froze his soul and the speed far surpassing before, his face drastically changing! He frantically activated his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Spirit, lightning flashing wildly around him as he tried to block.
The Eight Spider Lances collided fiercely with the hastily formed Thunder Claw! Yu Tianheng felt an irresistible, terrifying force surge through his arm; the gathered lightning shattered like paper! Then came excruciating pain and an invasive, chilling devouring force entering his body! He vomited a mouthful of blood, his ribs audibly cracking, and was sent flying over ten meters as if hit by a high-speed carriage. He crashed heavily to the ground, struggling a few times but unable to get up immediately. The potent venom from the Eight Spider Lances disrupted his Soul Power, turning his face pale.
Having severely wounded Yu Tianheng in a single strike, Tang San didn't pause. His blood-red eyes locked onto the next target—Crazy Rhino! Crazy Rhino had just disengaged from his fight with Xiao Wu and was in a weakened state after his rampage ended. Facing Tang San in his berserk state with the external Soul Bone, he couldn't even assume an effective defensive posture! The Eight Spider Lances swept across like a scythe of death! Crazy Rhino managed only a short, sharp scream before his burly body was sent flying, knocked unconscious mid-air, a deep, bone-revealing gash left on his chest, dripping with blood.
Spider Woman, terrified out of her wits, turned to flee, but Tang San's speed was ghostly fast. The Eight Spider Lances followed like a shadow, easily tearing through the Spider Web she hastily laid. The lance tips struck her back; though not fatal, the powerful impact and attached venom instantly rendered her combat-ineffective, and she collapsed weakly to the ground.
Brothers Shimo and Shimó stared with eyes wide in fury, roaring as they raised the Black Tortoise Barrier in a desperate attempt to block. However, in his enraged state, Tang San's strength, speed, and attack power, amplified by the Eight Spider Lances, had reached an unimaginable level! The purple-black lances, with unparalleled penetrating force, stabbed fiercely into the thick phantom of the tortoise shell!
Crack… Boom! Lasting less than three seconds, the strongest defensive Spirit Ability, the Black Tortoise Barrier, jointly deployed by the brothers, was forcibly torn apart and shattered! The two brothers were struck as if by a heavy blow, simultaneously spitting blood and flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. Clear cracks appeared on their tortoise-shell shields.
Li Qiuyao's mental interference was almost negligible in the face of Tang San's fully erupted, tangible killing intent! Pale-faced, she watched Tang San, who seemed like a demon god descending upon the world, as he effortlessly crushed their four main fighters in an instant. A strong sense of fear gripped her, but she gritted her teeth and persisted, using her last bit of Mental Power to interfere with Tang San and protect her fallen brothers.
Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun were also stunned by Tang San's sudden rampage and terrifying power, but their rich combat experience allowed them to react immediately—this was a perfect opportunity! The three erupted simultaneously, charging toward the only remaining Wishful Plate Spirit Master, who was desperately releasing healing light on Yu Tianheng. With all protection gone, the Wishful Plate Spirit Master was effortlessly defeated under Dai Mubai's tiger claws, Zhu Zhuqing's Cat Blade, and Ma Hongjun's flames.
Defeat was certain.
"We surrender!" Shimo shouted hoarsely, using his last bit of strength as he watched the murderous Tang San approaching step by step, then glanced at the fallen Yu Tianheng, Crazy Rhino, and Spider Woman, as well as the pale and trembling Li Qiuyao.
The referee, already drenched in cold sweat from the killing intent Tang San had unleashed, immediately intervened upon hearing this. Releasing powerful Soul Power, he positioned himself in front of Tang San to prevent further attacks.
Tang San's blood-red eyes remained fixed on the fallen Yu Tianheng, his chest heaving violently. The Eight Spider Lances slowly retracted into his body, but the suffocating killing intent still lingered in the arena, refusing to dissipate. Ignoring the referee and the surrendering opponents, he rushed to Xiao Wu's side first, carefully examining her injuries. His eyes were filled with endless heartache, lingering fear, and the remnants of his violent rage. Oscar quickly ran over as well, handing her a Recovery Sausage.
"Central Main Spirit Arena, Team Spirit Fight, concluded! The winners are the Shrek Seven Monsters!" the referee announced loudly, a barely noticeable tremor in his voice. The combat power Tang San had just unleashed in that instant far exceeded that of a Soul Honour, leaving even him shaken.
After a brief silence, the audience erupted into even more fervent cheers and discussions! The Shrek Seven Monsters had won again, and in such a shocking, violent manner!
On the field, the Shrek Seven Monsters gathered around Xiao Wu and Tang San. Dai Mubai and the others looked at Tang San, whose breathing was gradually steadying but whose eyes remained icy. Their emotions were complex—joy at their victory mixed with anger over their companion's injury and shock at Tang San's terrifying state moments before. Yu Tianheng, Crazy Rhino, and the others were urgently carried off by the arena staff for treatment. Brothers Shimo and Shimó helped each other up and walked over to Li Qiuyao. Gazing at the devastated battlefield and their injured teammates, they then turned their eyes toward the Shrek Seven Monsters.
Surrounded like stars embracing the moon, the Shrek Seven Monsters—especially Tang San—had eyes filled with shock, unwillingness, and a trace of indescribable fear. This youth in blue was as calm as an abyss in peace, yet as terrifying as an Asura in rage. He was truly formidable.
Inside the VIP lounge, a stifling silence prevailed. Dugu Yan watched as Yu Tianheng was carried away, her eyes instantly reddening as she bit her lip hard. Osler opened his mouth but could utter no sound, his face etched with disbelief. Ye Lingling clenched her fists, her body trembling slightly.
Qin Ming's expression was grave as he slowly said, "An External Spirit Bone... To think it's an External Spirit Bone... And so perfectly compatible with his Martial Soul... Tianheng and the others didn't lose unjustly. These Shrek Seven Monsters are even more troublesome than we imagined."
On the other side, Flender and Zhao Wuji let out long sighs of relief, but the astonishment in their eyes remained. Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on Tang San holding Xiao Wu in the arena. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes—approval of his disciple's strength and loyalty, but deeper concern over his loss of control and the potential exposure of his precious External Spirit Bone.
Marco had unknowingly stepped to the glass window, calmly looking down. His eyes swept over the carried-away Yu Tianheng, the injured Li Qiuyao, and finally settled on Tang San and Xiao Wu, lingering for a moment. His expression remained composed, but his slightly pursed lips and the profound glint in his eyes revealed that his heart was not entirely undisturbed. This "battle in borrowed names," which he had orchestrated, ended in a crushing defeat. Yet, for these untested youths of the Royal Fight Team, it was a true baptism of blood and fire. He turned, his voice steady, "Teacher Qin, let's go receive them. Ye Lingling, prepare for full treatment."
The losers retreated, but the victors felt no joy. The fierce battle at the Soto Grand Spirit Arena was like a massive stone thrown into a calm lake—the ripples it stirred would spread far and wide. The name of the Shrek Seven Monsters would only grow louder.