The strong winds had not yet stopped. Although Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line combined with the realgar wine burned away most of the toxins, the raging flames were still pressed forward by the wind, surging toward them. Helplessly, Dai Mubai could only lead the team to retreat.
As they retreated, he still tried to save face. "The Great Spirit Arena doesn't forbid it. Since it isn't forbidden, why can't we use it?"
Yufeng curled his lip. "And here I thought this was supposed to be a team preparing for the Spirit Master Tournament."
The air instantly went quiet. Dai Mubai's face flushed red, and his fists clenched tighter.
As a prince, he was very clear about the tournament rules.
"What a disgrace." In the stands, Dugu Bo glanced sideways at Yu Xiaogang, also curling his lip.
"With that mentality, he dares to lead a team?"
"I agree," a spectator nearby chimed in. "They don't even train strictly by tournament rules in normal times, and yet they expect good results in the Spirit Master Tournament? Impossible. Probably, they never even thought about participating in the tournament at all."
"Besides, Shrek's team strength is lacking. Too many of them are just Spirit Masters."
"Enough talk with them!" On the stage, Dugu Yan let out a low shout. "That guy's Blue Silver Grass vines aren't even close to Xiaohai's in strength,they'll break with a touch. Let's go together and give that fat guy and their captain a real lesson."
"One has wandering eyes, the other a foul mouth. I've had enough of both of them already."
Tang San's brows furrowed.
Ma Hongjun, the target of her words, felt his heart seize in panic, suddenly anxious for no reason. Dai Mubai's fists only clenched tighter, anger flickering in his eyes.
"Captain, should we finish this quickly?" Oslo turned his head toward Yu Tianheng.
"Good." Yu Tianheng nodded. That fat one had also dared to look at Dugu Yan, which annoyed him. As for the captain,his words had been insulting enough.
Without further hesitation, he immediately went into his strongest state. "Dragonization! Third Spirit Ability, Wrath of Thunder!"
He stomped forward, charging straight toward Dai Mubai as originally planned.
Seeing this, Oslo pressed his hands to the ground. Dark shadows surged around him. "Second Spirit Ability, Shadow Raid!"
Strength and speed burst forth in an instant. His legs pushed off the ground, his body lunging forward like a leopard, leaving streaking afterimages behind. His target did not change,he shot straight toward Xiao Wu.
"First Spirit Ability, Wing Blades!" Yufeng pressed his hands together. The edges of his wings sharpened like blades as he rolled his body into a diving strike.
Zhu Zhuqing did not immediately use her spirit ability. Instead, she increased her speed to keep up with her teammates, waiting for an opening to strike.
Yang Yunhai glanced at Oscar but said nothing. How could he know that Oscar's third spirit ability was one he obtained later?
"Purple Demon Eye." Tang San's eyes sharpened as he prepared to meet the oncoming assault head-on.
But in the very next second,"Hm?" His enhanced vision caught something unusual. Behind Yu Tianheng and the others, the air was faintly dusted with tiny white specks.
This was not natural dust from the ground.
And most of it was concentrated between their control-type spirit master and their front attackers.
"Is this a spirit ability?" he thought immediately.
He swept his gaze subtly to the sides. Both flanks had it as well.
"What a sinister plan! If not for Fatty's Phoenix Fire Line colliding with their abilities earlier, causing the winds to scatter these fine powders to the sides, we would have already touched them by now. The consequences…"
His heart sank heavily.
With that unknown powder in place, there was no way to rush forward on the ground to strike at their control and support spirit masters.
"Little San, what do we do now? Do we fight head-on to force an opening?" Dai Mubai asked as he returned to Tang San's side.
Hmph, you want us to fall into your trap? Not so easily. Tang San's mind raced. He whispered, "The enemy has scattered a large amount of unknown powder across the front of their formation. Most likely it's some kind of spirit ability, waiting for us to charge in on the ground and make contact."
"So vicious?!" Xiao Wu frowned deeply.
"For now, there's only one way." Tang San continued. "We fly over."
Oscar immediately added, "Time's too short. The flying sausages I can make right now can only last for one person each."
He had prepared ahead of time for this match, but using his third spirit ability still consumed a lot of power.
"That's enough." Tang San's eyes flickered. "Their overall cultivation is above ours, and they have a healing spirit master. We can't drag this out. If we want to win, it must be swift. Rongrong, give me your buffs. Oscar, keep making detox sausages during flight, just in case."
Ning Rongrong immediately used her ability. "Seven Treasures turn out with Glazed Light. First is Strength, second is Speed."
"Good!" Oscar passed out sausages while nodding quickly.
"In that case, let's take to the sky." Tang San ate a flying sausage and simultaneously activated his third spirit ability.
Light gathered behind him, forming thin wings of Blue Silver Grass that quickly solidified.
"Their food-type spirit master has a flying ability like this?" Oslo's eyelids twitched. He felt wronged. He had already used his spirit ability, yet before he could even touch the enemy, the prey had flown away. His spirit power had been wasted for nothing.
Earlier, Yufeng's third spirit ability had forced the Shrek team to retreat, and they had pulled back quite far.
But their reaction was too fast. Just as the Emperor Team lunged forward, the Shrek team immediately swallowed their sausages. Though they were rushing with great speed, the distance wasn't quite enough.
"Fall back!" Yu Tianheng ordered decisively.
Even if it wasted spirit power, there was no choice. The Shrek team was clearly aiming to bypass the frontline and attack their rear.
"Yufeng, delay them!" he shouted upward, then turned back. "Xiaohai, save your strength. Don't pull yet."
If Yang Yunhai used his vines to drag allies, the farther the distance, the more energy it consumed. Right now, it was clear the Shrek team was going for the rear line, and the ones in most danger would be Yang Yunhai, their control spirit master, and Ye Lingling behind him. It was better to conserve strength.
With Yufeng's ability, they should have time.
Yang Yunhai hesitated only a moment before agreeing.
With his current body and recovery, pulling allies over a distance wasn't that difficult. But since Yu Tianheng, their captain, had decided, he thought it better to hold something back. During training, he had always hidden some of his true strength.
With Qin Ming as an uncertain factor, he had to keep things concealed. Otherwise, if information reached Yu Xiaogang, it would cause problems.
"Third Spirit Ability, Storm Rising!" Yufeng immediately unleashed a gale, sweeping it toward the Shrek team's formation.
"Circle around from the side! The range is wide, but it's not flexible!" Tang San shouted from above. He darted to the side, his teammates following close behind.
Seven figures streaked across the sky in a glowing arc, skirting the gale at incredible speed.
"So fast!" Yufeng exclaimed in shock.
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