Thinking of this,
Bibi Dong turned her gaze to Ye Qiu, who was activating his Martial Soul.
Noticing the women around him who were occasionally taking advantage of him, she couldn't help but frown.
When Ye Qiu looked up,
Bibi Dong had already looked away.
"Ye Qiu, what's wrong?"
Ning Rongrong nestled beside Ye Qiu, becoming much more obedient these past few days, practically subservient.
"Nothing."
Ye Qiu shook his head.
"Hmph! I wonder if that Pope has some kind of relationship with you?"
Ning Rongrong pouted.
Being incredibly clever, since she already knew why Liu Erlong was throwing herself at him,
she naturally suspected there were other women involved.
That Pope...
with Ye Qiu's talent, if he ever truly returned to the past,
it wouldn't be impossible for him to throw himself at him, especially since he had already asked Ye Qiu
. "Hehe... maybe, but I don't know the specifics."
Ye Qiu shrugged.
He reached out and pinched Ning Rongrong's cheek.
"So, in that case, the Pope will be our sister too?"
Dugu Yan put her arm around Ning Rongrong's shoulder and teased Ye Qiu.
"Yanzi, don't be so loud,"
Ye Lingling reminded them softly.
This was the Spirit Hall; if anyone heard them, they'd be finished.
"What are you afraid of? She wouldn't dare lay a hand on us,"
Liu Erlong said, hands on her hips, staring intently at Bibi Dong, who was pretending not to recognize her.
"Alright, don't let them really hear us,"
Ye Qiu quickly silenced their chatter.
If others found out, things would get really messed up.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't seem to care much about these things.
She could leave those matters to Rongrong and the others to handle.
"Husband, can you see the scene inside? I can't see it clearly,"
Zhu Zhuqing asked, her eyes gleaming with purple light as she frowned.
"I can see it clearly, but I can't broadcast it to you,"
Ye Qiu shrugged helplessly.
Ning Rongrong raised her small hand and suggested,
"How about trying my soul bone skill? Maybe it can connect our vision."
"Forget it, Rongrong, we might still need you to use the Seven-in-One technique tomorrow,"
Zhu Zhuqing refused without thinking.
...
Not long after.
The wind crashed down and landed on Oslo.
Entering the pink area,
the members of the Royal Fighting Team clearly felt their bodies become heavier.
Their senses suddenly became dull.
Even their movements seemed to be hindered by an invisible barrier, becoming much more difficult.
But everyone tried their best not to panic.
They knew...
after becoming blind, they were no longer the main force in this match.
In the instant before being enveloped by the red mist,
except for Tang San,
the other six people were completely like headless flies.
Clang!
Two crisp sounds, accompanied by sparks, rang out in the red mist.
At the same time, a voice that was neither male nor female rang out.
"Tang San, you can indeed see our attacks."
The one who said this
was the combination of Xie Yue and Hu Liena.
Tang San's hands, now jade-colored, perfectly blocked the silently approaching moon blades.
The red mist didn't obstruct Xie Yue and Hu Liena's view.
They clearly saw a smile on Tang San's face.
As the initiator of the Spirit Fusion Skill,
Xie Yue hurriedly exerted his power.
With the Spirit Fusion Skill activated
, his spirit power, combined with Hu Liena's, reached level seventy or higher.
However…
he discovered that his power was wasted.
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Tang San had already released his grip at some point.
The Demoness changed tactics in time.
The Moon Blade slashed towards the other six.
Tang San was prepared; his arms trembled simultaneously, Blue Silver Grass sprouting from his hands.
Like ripples
, six figures emerged from the red mist.
However, Yu Feng was now a burden, protected by Oslo.
What the outside world saw was a different scene.
The Demoness's voice had barely faded when the six figures soared into the air from the red mist.
Ordinary Soul Masters in this red mist
couldn't discern direction; once caught, escape was impossible,
unless they were flight-type Soul Masters.
But Tang San, thanks to his Purple Demon Eye, showed no signs of disorientation.
His control over his power was also exceptional.
Using the Blue Silver Grass, he instantly flung the other six out of the Soul Fusion Technique's range.
This was something Tang San had planned beforehand.
He would deal with this Soul Fusion Technique that only threw flying knives inside,
while Dai Mubai and the others went out to deal with the others.
A tiger's roar erupted from Dai Mubai's mouth. While still in mid-air, his first soul skill, White Tiger Protective Barrier, and his third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, activated simultaneously.
His body rapidly expanded in mid-air.
Yu Tianheng, like him, used his third soul skill.
Oslo's toes braced against the Blue Silver Grass,
his speed increasing dramatically, instantly catching up to Yu Tianheng and silently crouching behind him.
He barely managed to fly, heading towards the edge of the arena.
At this moment, he was merely a burden.
Two enormous tortoise shells enveloped the Shimo brothers.
In an instant,
Dai Mubai and the others entered battle mode.
Seeing this, Pope Bibi Dong's face suddenly revealed a hint of disdain.
The androgynous voice within the red mist was also full of sarcasm.
"Tang San, he's right. You really do like to be clever."
In a flash,
the red mist expanded rapidly, almost instantly shifting its location.
The massive mist once again enveloped Yu Tianheng and his group of five, who had just released their soul skills.
Even the violent lightning emanating from Yu Tianheng couldn't affect the red mist in the slightest.
"Tang San, does it feel good to be so clever?"
Hu Liena's words were full of disdain.
This red mist emanated from her and Xie Yue's fused form.
It could move with the demonic spirit.
"You're courting death!"
Tang San's expression changed drastically, becoming somewhat distorted.
How could he not know who Hu Liena was referring to?
He had suffered a crushing defeat at Xie Yue's hands that morning.
"Heh, impotent rage!"
The demonic spirit's words remained unwavering, still filled with disdain.
"Stop struggling, use whatever tricks you have."
"Unless you can fly, it's impossible to escape our Martial Soul Fusion Technique."
With Xie Yue's cold voice,
the Moon Blade plunged into the red mist again.
This time, it abandoned its attack on Tang San and flew directly towards Oslo and Dai Mubai.
"Ah!"
A scream rang out in the thick mist.
The Moon Blade drew two sprays of blood.
Tang San could no longer worry about the safety of the other five.
He could only send some Blue Silver Grass to provide support.
They also used their Blue Silver Grass spirit to track the demon's movements,
constantly employing Ghost Shadow Steps to quickly close the distance.
But Hu Liena wasn't stupid. A direct confrontation with a strength-type spirit master was basically a death sentence
, except against defensive and strength-type masters . They planned to deal with Dai Mubai and his group first, before tackling the troublesome Tang San . (End of Chapter)