Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and the rest were anxious as they watched Tang San fly out.
They knew that Tang San wasn't injured, but according to the tournament's rules, once he fell out of the arena, he would lose his chance to return.
On the other hand, Li Hai narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smug smile.
However, before he could smile, the Bluesilver Grass Shield Tablet in front of Tang San shone with bluish-green light.
"Bluesilver Sea!"
Just as Tang San was about to fly out of the fighting stage, he let out a loud cry. In the next instant, the vine-like Bluesilver Grass on the arena seemed to have received an order from an emperor.
Countless vines intertwined and grew crazily, entangling together like waves, quickly forming a net. After catching Tang San, he threw him back to the center of the arena.
"What a troublesome brat!"
Li Hai frowned as he looked at Tang San, who was standing not far away from him.
"I underestimated you." Tang San looked at Li Hai again.
Although they were both Rank 80, they couldn't rely on the All-Heavens Mall to increase their cultivations after reaching Rank 80 because of the upper limit.
Because of this, they were equivalent to early-stage Rank 80 soul masters in terms of soul power.
On the other hand, the people from the Martial Soul Hall had stabilized, especially Li Hai. If he was given a soul ring, he could become a Soul Douluo at Rank 83 or even Rank 84.
"Kid, you're really arrogant." Li Hai snorted.
"Now it's my turn!"
Tang San locked his gaze on Li Hai. He held his Clear Sky Hammers with both hands and condensed his soul power. Just like when he fought Sima, he used the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique.
Clang, clang, clang …
The Clear Sky Hammers struck Li Hai's body again and again.
In a few breaths, he struck seventy-three times. This was the maximum number of strikes that Tang San could use with his current soul power.
However, Li Hai's aura was still stable even after Tang San's seventy-three strikes.
Looking at the other party's calm and collected manner, it seemed that he was still waiting for Tang San's 74th hammer strike.
"Is that it? If you can swing your hammers two more times, I'm afraid I'll be in the same state as Sima. "
Li Hai looked at Tang San expressionlessly. "However, your hammer technique is quite impressive. I'm sure only the direct disciples of the Clear Sky Sect can practice it. No wonder Sima couldn't get rid of him. "
"It's settled!"
Looking at the calm and composed Li Hai, Tang San took a deep breath and shouted again.
The moment his red soul ring flickered, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand rapidly expanded. The black light released a frightening aura, and he viciously smashed it towards Li Hai.
"Let me see how powerful this move of yours is!"
Kai's expression didn't change as he watched the Clear Sky Hammer come closer and closer. His fifth soul ring lit up again. "Blades of Asura!"
In an instant, the blue saber and Clear Sky Hammer collided together.
Blue and black intertwined.
Clang!
Amidst the deafening sound of metal colliding, although Tang San did not fly back as far as before, he still staggered back ten meters.
Even though the Heaven Shaking Hammer had neutralized ninety percent of the blue blade's soulforce, it was that layer of soulforce that had struck his body that had caused his chest's blood to roil and his arms to ache.
On the other hand, his opponent, Li Hai, did not move at all. Only a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes.
"Was that the hundred-thousand-year soul skill of your Clear Sky Hammer? As expected of the strongest attack-type tool soul. Sima's defeat was not unjustified. "
The killing intent in Li Hai's eyes did not diminish, but it did not affect his praise.
"Just as I thought, although Tang San is ridiculously strong and even defeated Lord Sima, he is still not Lord Li Hai's match."
"As far as I know, the reason Lord Li Hai is still at Rank 80 is because he has been searching for a hundred-thousand-year soul beast to obtain a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!"
… …
In the VIP seats, the Martial Spirit Hall disciples looked at Li Hai with eyes full of admiration.
"Hai, that kid's defense is a little strong. Since we can't hurt him, let's start with his teammates."
A red-clothed man flew to Li Hai's side. His martial soul was a scythe with chains.
"Our thoughts are the same as Zhou Feng's. Let's get rid of the others first."
After a while, the six main attackers of the Martial Spirit Hall team, aside from the heavily injured Sima and the auxiliary soul master, stood side by side.
"Then I'll listen to you."
Li Hai did not stubbornly insist. His gaze moved from Tang San to Ning Rongrong, Oscar, and the others.
"Stay alert and get into a formation!"
Following Tang San's words, the eight figures of the All-Heavens Shop flashed at the same time. In an instant, the eight of them formed an orderly formation.
There were four rows in the formation, two, three, two, and one. Tang San and Wang Fan were in the front row, Ma Hongjun, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing were in the second row, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were in the third row, and Dai Mubai was in the last row.
"What an interesting little guy!"
Looking at the formation Tang San and the others had formed, the six members of the Martial Spirit Hall let out a sneer. Then, their soul rings flickered.
Li Hai was still holding the blue scythe in his hand, and the blade was releasing a sharp chill.
Zhou Feng was holding one end of the chain, and the sharp scythe was twirling and dancing.
As for the other four people, one of them was holding a six-meter-long halberd, one of them was holding a pink folding fan that was releasing specks of light, one of them was holding an iron rod that was engraved with patterns, and the last one was holding a long spear.
Amidst the sound of breaking air, the six figures of the Martial Spirit Hall rushed towards Tang San and the others with terrifying soul power.
"Tang San, we can finally see the power of this thing you prepared!" Wang Fan was full of anticipation.
"I won't disappoint you."
Tang San's lips curled into a smile. Then, he coldly glanced at the six members of the Martial Spirit Hall, and in the next moment, he took the lead and went up to the Martial Spirit Hall team.
"The eight little guys from the All-Heavens Shop actually took the initiative to go up to them!"
In the spectator's stand, the crowd of spectators revealed astonished expressions. They nervously rubbed their hands, as if they were worried for Tang San and the others.
Buzz buzz buzz —
Suddenly, a wave of strange buzzing sounds came from the arena.
Then, under everyone's gaze, the eight little guys from the All-Heavens Shop took out a ball-shaped object at the same time.
"Now's the time!"
As Tang San's voice fell, the eight people from the All-Heavens Shop waved the ball-shaped object in their right hands. Their forearms trembled in a strange rhythm, and the eight of them moved in exactly the same way.
The moment they opened their five fingers, their fingers seemed to disappear into thin air. At the same time, the ball-shaped object in their hands flew towards the six people from the Martial Spirit Hall.
"What's this little metal ball? It doesn't have any soul power. You can't be thinking of using it to hurt us, right? "
One of the Soul Sages from the Martial Spirit Hall laughed coldly. But before his mocking voice could spread, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …
The metal ball that Tang San and the others threw out suddenly stopped moving forward. Instead, it started to spin violently.
As it spun, the holes on the metal ball shot out dark yellow needles one after another.
These needles seemed to have a mind of their own. Every single one of them shot out in a curve towards one of the people from the Martial Spirit Hall.
"Be careful, don't be careless!"
Li Hai shouted. He was the first to light up his defensive soul ring. At the same time, he swung his blue blade at the incoming needles. The other five people didn't hesitate and followed suit.
Dang dang dang — —
Amidst the continuous buzzing sound of metal, the needles bombarded the six people from the Martial Spirit Hall.
At first, Li Hai, Zhou Feng, and the others didn't think there was anything special about these needles. But as time passed, they quickly discovered something strange.
These countless needles had a specific trajectory. No matter how they struck, they would always shoot towards someone in a curve in the air.
"Heavens, what did the Martial Spirit Hall encounter?"
The spectators in the stands stared at the stage in disbelief. In their eyes, the six people from the Martial Spirit Hall were in a ball-shaped space filled with needles.
In this small space, densely packed needles repeatedly shot towards them. No matter how they slashed, the number of needles did not decrease.
Even if he swept away the needles around him, the needles that were swept away would borrow the force of his sweep to attack Xiang Ling.
On the rostrum, Chu Bei looked at Tang San and the others' masterpiece with a gratified smile.
The Tang Sect's number ten hidden weapon technique, Bat Wing Samsara, coupled with the number nine hidden weapon, Dragon Beard Needles, was not something the Martial Spirit Hall could easily break free from.
"Chi chi chi …"
In the air above the stage, the six people from the Martial Spirit Hall were attacked by the needles from all directions.
At first, the six of them relied on their mechs to defend themselves. But as time passed, more and more soul power was consumed in their bodies. On the other hand, the energy in the needles didn't decrease, but increased.
Under this situation, the six people from the Martial Spirit Hall looked worse and worse. Their frowns deepened.
They tried to break free from the needles, but the needles seemed to occupy a strange position and followed them like shadows. Wherever the six of them moved, the needles followed.
Crack!
Finally, with a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the mech of the man with the rod.
In an instant, the densely packed needles seemed to have found a vent as they crazily surged into the tiny crack.
In the next moment, the man with the rod had a twisted expression. His body was covered in blood, and he screamed in pain.
The other five people didn't have time to care about the injuries of the man with the rod. A series of cracking sounds could be heard, and cracks appeared on their mechs.
In an instant, heart-wrenching screams could be heard from above the stage. It was heart-wrenching.
When the ear-piercing screams disappeared, the audience in the stands stared blankly at the stage. They couldn't regain their senses for a long time.
At this moment, the six people from the Martial Spirit Hall were curled up in pain on the stage. Their bodies were covered in small holes. Flesh and blood flowed out of these holes like a small, bright red flower blooming.
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