After undergoing the devilish training of the Evil Blood Douluo, Tang San's
tolerance for pain
had increased immeasurably .
"Haha, Ye Qiu, you're really persistent. This kind of attack is ineffective against me unless you can burn me to ashes in an instant!"
Tang San stood there,
his face charred, his skin already burned away.
His exposed flesh was stained with black flames, yet it posed no threat to him.
"Ye Qiu, I told you, you haven't improved at all. Now I'll make you give up!" Before
Tang San could finish speaking,
Ye Qiu noticed his unusual regeneration speed.
Indeed, at
this moment, Tang San possessed terrifying vitality. A sound like surging waves echoed on the arena. The sound came from within Tang San's body, the sound of blood surging. Ye Qiu had already stopped using Amaterasu. The scene before him had just shocked him slightly. Those outside the arena, however, were utterly terrified, even breaking out in a cold sweat. "Is that Tang San a monster?" On the arena, Tang San actually abandoned his burning flesh and blood. His soul blood gushed forth, transforming into a giant crimson cocoon, enveloping his meridians, skeleton, and internal organs. Then, Blue Silver Grass continuously wrapped around the crimson cocoon. No one else saw it, only Ye Qiu did: flesh and blood were visibly growing back on Tang San's skeleton. "..." A look of seriousness appeared in Ye Qiu's eyes, but he quickly concealed it. This was because the powerful perception of the Eternal Kaleidoscope had detected that Tang San's recovery speed was slowing down. Whoosh! Ye Qiu's body became ethereal. He ran directly into the crimson cocoon. Unimpeded. Everyone stared blankly at the cocoon, unable to see what was inside. Hu Liena , Xie Yue, and Yan all looked on with seriousness. Just based on the scale of the battle and Ye Qiu's strange soul skills, they had reason to believe that in a one-on-one fight, they would be no match for Ye Qiu or Tang San. But Hu Liena felt she could hold her own against Ye Qiu! *Bang!* "Ye Qiu—!" A loud explosion followed by Tang San's grief-stricken and humiliated cry. A hole blasted open in the blood-red cocoon. Two figures flew out and crashed heavily to the ground. "Ah—!" At the same time, Tang San screamed in agony. Ye Qiu opened his large hand, covered in frost, and grabbed Tang San's head tightly, repeatedly slamming his face against the ground. He dragged him along, rubbing him against the earth! "Ah—!" Tang San's Blue Silver Grass chased after him relentlessly, but couldn't save him. Ye Qiu repeatedly lifted Tang San's head and slammed it down. Blood and flesh mangled, skull deformed. Tang San confidently recovered from his injuries, never expecting Ye Qiu to barge in. His mind was buzzing. Ye Qiu completely ignored everything else. He was simply torturing Tang San in his hands. Seeing Ye Qiu's brutality, no one had expected it. Such a handsome young man, yet so brutal in battle! In no time, the entire arena was covered in Tang San's blood. Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er's brows twitched, and they, along with the Tianshui Girls' Group members beside them, were all pale. Xiao Wu and the others felt a sense of satisfaction. Even Hu Liena, who had endured the cruel trials of Death Valley, couldn't help but frown. At the same time, Ye Qiu ignited Amaterasu Flame on Tang San's body. "Ah—hahaha!" "Hahaha—!"
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Tang San, who was being relentlessly attacked by Ye Qiu, suddenly let out a miserable laugh.
The prolonged impact
hadn't shattered his head; instead, it had made him accustomed to the pain.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Heavenly Net—!"
Tang San's hoarse, indistinct voice rang out.
Wherever his blood touched, vast swathes of crimson blue silver grass suddenly sprouted.
In an instant
, using blood as a medium, Tang San could cover the entire arena with his blue silver grass—
this was the reason he had been enduring it all this time.
Whoosh!
From all directions, crimson spears sprouted from the ground across the entire arena,
stabbing towards Ye Qiu.
"Get up there!"
Ye Qiu tossed Tang San away with a flick of his wrist.
The moment Tang San was about to draw his Clear Sky Hammer, a thunder leopard seemed to burst forth from Ye Qiu's hand
, attaching itself to Tang San, causing him to feel a tingling numbness.
He froze for a moment.
Whoosh!
Countless blue silver grass enveloped the arena, engulfing Ye Qiu.
The arena rose more than three meters high,
entirely constructed of stacked blue silver grass.
"Is this still a battle between a Soul Master and a Soul King? I think... even a Soul Emperor would be inferior!"
A Soul Master who was a Soul Emperor said in a hoarse voice.
"Perhaps... this is what genius is all about."
Boom!
A loud explosion rang out in the air.
Ye Qiu didn't hesitate. After teleporting into the air using his divine power,
he immediately summoned a Clear Sky Hammer!
Swish swish swish!
In an instant, he had already swung more than a dozen hammer blows.
"How is this possible?!"
Tang San's eyes widened.
"How is this possible?!
The Clear Sky Hammer... that's the Clear Sky Hammer!" "Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique... that... that's the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!"
Without giving the crowd a chance to discuss,
Ye Qiu's Clear Sky Hammer was about to smash directly onto Tang San's head.
"Fourth Soul Skill ! "
Before Tang San could finish speaking, the Blue Silver Grass enveloped him and then hardened . Boom! The Clear Sky Hammer slammed heavily onto Tang San, who had transformed into a ball of Blue Silver Grass. Boom! It slammed heavily onto the Blue Silver Grass arena below. The three-meter-thick Blue Silver Grass arena shattered in the middle, collapsing into the ground . Ye Qiu stood suspended in mid-air. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand had vanished. The air fell silent, and the Blue Silver Grass arena below was constantly writhing, arching the sphere in the center. Everyone looked at Ye Qiu, filled with doubt. Was that really the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul? But the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique was definitely it. They never expected that the Clear Sky Sect members would be so thoroughly defeated by their own ultimate technique. "Ye Qiu!" *Crack! * The Blue Silver Grass sphere suddenly exploded, and Tang San's skin was slowly healing. However, the healing speed was much slower. Ye Qiu could feel it. "Ye Qiu—!" Tang San roared to the sky, staring intently at Ye Qiu. "You really surprised me a bit, but you couldn't possibly possess the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul!" "..." Ye Qiu didn't speak. "Heh... that must be some kind of shady soul skill, right?" Tang San's eyes flashed with blood and purple light, filled with ferocity. "I don't seem to need to explain to you." Ye Qiu calmly shook his head. Thinking of Tang San's speed, Ye Qiu hesitated, about to use his Divine Might, but it wouldn't work. Using Divine Might for a sneak attack was too slow, and he'd already used it. If Tang San fell for it again, he'd be truly foolish. "Ye Qiu, this farce should end! Before me, you can only lose! Lose completely!" Tang San roared hysterically. Blood spilled from his mouth, and the spirit rings beneath his feet slowly rose . (End of Chapter)