Chapter 32: A Complete Victory, Tang San's Dao Heart Shattered!
"Can this self-created soul skill… be replicated?"
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up.
"I'm fairly confident about that hand technique and footwork."
Bai Lu said firmly, "As long as we record enough footage and use the spiritual space for simulation, it's only a matter of time before I fully figure it out!"
"Good. I understand."
The girl's tone turned solemn. When she looked at Tang San again, beneath the coldness in her gaze, there was now a trace of burning intensity.
The earlier exchange had left a deep impression on her.
His footwork was ghostlike when fully unleashed; it was hardly inferior to her own normal speed back when she was at Rank 30.
As for his hand techniques, they were even stranger. He had actually managed to redirect her left fist after she used the power of the Vigorous Vajra Palm.
If she could learn that…
She didn't dare imagine how much stronger she would become.
"Damn it! How can a mere Soul Elder be this strong?!"
Across from her, Tang San's expression darkened when he saw his Spider Web Restraint shattered with ease.
This soul skill had taken him and his companions over ten grueling days in the Star Dou Forest to obtain.
And now, in its very first real battle, it had been torn apart effortlessly by an opponent who hadn't even used a soul skill.
It felt as though all his effort had been trampled underfoot.
"Brother! You can do it!"
Xiao Wu's voice rang out from the sidelines, jolting Tang San's spirit.
"That's right! I promised Xiao Wu I would win this match!"
Tang San exhaled slowly, light returning to his eyes.
"Blue Silver… Entanglement!"
His soul ring flashed. The fragments of Blue Silver Grass scattered across the field suddenly surged wildly.
Like a tidal wave formed of countless writhing tentacles, they rushed madly toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Standing within the storm of grass, Zhu Zhuqing showed not the slightest fear.
"Hell Hundred Claws!"
Her second soul ring flared brilliantly. Her twin claws danced like a violent tempest, blooming like fireworks.
Countless claw shadows tore through the oncoming Blue Silver tide.
In mere moments, every strand of Blue Silver Grass was shredded into fragments once more, drifting down with the wind.
"What?!"
Tang San's face changed drastically.
Was his full-power control over Blue Silver Grass truly so fragile?
But Zhu Zhuqing had no intention of sparing his feelings.
"Hell Rush Stab!"
Amid the falling grass debris, she stepped forward. Her body shot ahead like a hunting leopard, accelerating in an instant to appear before Tang San.
Her claws lifted, wrapped in chilling hell power, and thrust forward!
Shua!
The piercing strike split the air, carrying an unstoppable force straight toward Tang San's throat.
"Mysterious Jade Hands!"
At the critical moment, Tang San finally resorted to the Tang Sect technique he trusted most.
Activating Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he retreated and evaded simultaneously. His hands instantly turned jade-like as he struck forcefully toward Zhu Zhuqing's wrists.
Bang!
Her claw trembled slightly, but its momentum did not slow in the slightest. It continued stabbing forward.
Mysterious Jade hands… failed to deflect it!
"What?!"
Shocked, Tang San immediately shifted techniques. Using Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, he forcefully pulled, barely managing to divert Hell Rush Stab to the side.
Before he could relax, Zhu Zhuqing's other claw silently stabbed out.
"Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!"
Tang San hurriedly repeated the maneuver, pulling again.
"Heh."
Zhu Zhuqing let out a cold snort.
Her claws flashed like lightning stabbing, slashing, and tearing in a frenzy.
"Purple Demon Eye!"
Tang San's eyes shone violet. His dynamic vision skyrocketed, capturing every incoming attack.
His footwork was elusive and unpredictable, narrowly avoiding fatal blows again and again at the last possible instant.
But Zhu Zhuqing's assault was like a torrential storm, giving him no room to breathe.
The battle raged on. The audience watched with complete focus, afraid to miss even the smallest detail that might determine victory.
"How is this possible… How can she be this strong?!"
Xiao Wu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
After so many years by Tang San's side, she had never seen him this battered in combat.
They had fought for so long, and his opponent hadn't even used her third soul ring, yet she had already forced him into such a desperate state!
Suddenly, the situation shifted again.
"Hell Hundred Claws!"
As Zhu Zhuqing's second soul ring lit up once more, countless claw shadows rained down from above, each carrying sharp killing intent as they enveloped Tang San.
Shua shua shua!
"Spider Web Restraint!"
Tang San hurled out a massive web in an attempt to block the assault, while pushing Purple Demon Eye and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to their limits to evade.
He sought a single sliver of survival within the rain of claws.
He even tried forming defensive barriers with Blue Silver Grass, but the tough vines were like paper before the claw shadows, shattering at the slightest contact.
"Damn it… How can she be this strong…"
Unwillingness flooded Tang San's heart.
He had always considered himself top-tier among peers of the same rank, even capable of challenging those above his level.
Yet facing Zhu Zhuqing, he felt utterly powerless.
Her speed was overwhelming. Her strength was crushing. Her combat awareness was flawless.
All his techniques could not bridge the gap.
What he found even harder to accept was that she had used only two soul skills to force him to this brink
While he had nearly exhausted everything he had.
The Clear Sky Hammer? The distance was too close, her speed too fast; he had no chance to use it for a surprise attack.
His soul power was nearly depleted. His spiritual power was severely drained.
He was reaching the end of his strength.
"This can't continue…"
A flicker of struggle crossed Tang San's eyes as his hand unconsciously moved toward his waist.
Within the Twenty-Four Moonlight Bridges, he still had many hidden weapons he had crafted.
If he used them, perhaps he could seize one final chance to turn defeat into victory.
Shua!
But at that very moment, a chilling killing intent locked onto him.
It came from Zhu Zhuqing's gaze.
Behind the mask, her captivating feline eyes stared coldly at his hand.
As if asking
What are you trying to do?
Tang San's movement froze instantly.
He had a premonition that if he truly used hidden weapons here, the consequences might be unbearable.
"I…"
He gritted his teeth.
In the end, he lowered his hand.
And in that fleeting moment of distraction, Zhu Zhuqing seized the opening.
"Hell Rush Stab!"
She became a streak of black shadow, appearing before him in an instant.
Her claw pressed against his throat. The sharp tip pierced the skin, and a drop of blood slowly slid down.
With the slightest additional force, she could take his life, separating Tang San's head from his body in one stroke.
Victory was decided.
The entire arena fell silent.
The referee paused for two seconds before loudly announcing:
"The winner: Battle Soul Elder, Xiao Yue!"
"Woooah!!!"
Thunderous cheers erupted from the stands.
"Damn! Totally worth it! I didn't expect to see such an incredible Soul Elder match!"
"That female soul master is insanely strong. I feel like she's fiercer than a Soul Ancestor!"
"If I could fight her, even if I lost and she pinned me down and stomped all over me, I'd still be willing!"
"Why would she reward you?"
The crowd buzzed with heated discussion.
As usual, people's joys and sorrows were never the same.
While the audience celebrated wildly, the atmosphere on the fighting platform was bleak.
"I… lost…"
Tang San stood motionless, eyes vacant, face ashen.
He had lost.
Completely.
His soul power was depleted. His spiritual energy drained. All soul skills used.
The only two trump cards he hadn't used were hidden weapons, and the Clear Sky Hammer were not left unused because he didn't want to.
He simply had no opportunity to use them.
A crushing sense of powerlessness surged through him.
Meanwhile, after the referee declared the result, Zhu Zhuqing withdrew her martial soul possession.
She turned around and left the platform without looking back.
From beginning to end
She hadn't said a single word.
End of Chapter