Chapter 211: Tang San is an Evil Soul Master?
The referee's expression changed slightly when he saw Dugu Bo suddenly appear on the Soul Arena, inwardly groaning.
Title Douluos held a prestigious position; how could a mere referee dare offend them?
But duty called, so he reluctantly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, saying,
"Your Excellency Poison Douluo, it's currently the competition period. Your sudden appearance on stage is perhaps against the rules, isn't it? Please don't make things difficult for us..."
"Rules?" Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's emerald eyes widened, and an invisible pressure instantly made the referee break out in a cold sweat. Then, he coldly snorted, his voice echoing throughout the arena:
"I've come up here for the safety of all the upcoming matches! If we allow certain insidious methods to go unchecked, who knows how many outstanding talents from various academies will suffer in the future!"
Having said that, he ignored the trembling referee and squatted down, pretending to check the physical condition of the Canghui Academy's captain and several team members beside him.
A moment later, Dugu Bo slowly stood up, his gaze turning towards the VIP seats.
"Gentlemen! My initial examination reveals that the seven students from Canghui Academy are in extremely dire condition! Their blood has been almost completely drained, their life force severely diminished, nearly exhausted!"
"Their soul power has also been severely damaged, as if forcibly plundered by something! This is no injury that could be caused by normal soul skill combat!"
"Such methods are insidious and vicious, contrary to the principles of justice. For the sake of the fairness of the competition, and for the safety of all participating students, I implore the competition organizing committee to immediately dispatch a soul master skilled in healing and investigation to the stage for a thorough examination! Give Canghui Academy and all participating students an explanation!"
Dugu Bo's words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating a storm of shock throughout the arena!
"What? Blood drained? Life force exhausted?"
"This... what kind of evil skill is this?"
"Could it be Shrek Academy's doing?"
"What exactly happened in the seven-colored light just now?"
Immediately, countless suspicious, fearful, and inquisitive gazes were cast upon Tang San, the only Shrek Academy member standing on the Soul Arena!
In the VIP seats, the expressions of Emperor Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, Salas, and others became extremely serious.
If Dugu Bo's words were true, then the nature of this matter had completely changed!
This was no longer a simple matter of winning or losing a match, but involved some kind of evil act that might be unacceptable to the Soul Master world!
Just as Dugu Bo finished speaking and the entire audience erupted in uproar, a team leader from Canghui Academy rushed onto the Soul Arena with bloodshot eyes.
He rushed to a student whose body was emaciated and whose breath was weak, picked him up with trembling hands, and suddenly looked up at the VIP seats, roaring:
"Referee! Tournament organizing committee! I want to complain! Devouring the soul power and life force of soul masters is the act of fallen ones and evil soul masters! This is an act that cannot be tolerated by the entire soul master world!"
"This Tang San from Shrek Academy! He has the cultivation of a Soul Master at such a young age, and even has a fourth soul ring that is ten thousand years old! This is inherently illogical! I now have reason to suspect that his cultivation is obtained by devouring the cultivation and life force of others!"
"He is a fallen one and an evil soul master!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience erupted again!
"Tang San is an evil soul master?!"
"He cultivates by devouring the soul power and life force of others? This..."
"No wonder he cultivates so fast!"
"This is terrifying! He actually uses such methods in the competition!"
In the VIP seats.
Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly. He stood up from his seat. As the highly respected Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he should have immediately expressed his support for a thorough investigation and upholding the fairness of the competition.
However, just as he was about to speak, the thought of his cooperation agreement with Tang San regarding hidden weapons flashed through his mind! He swallowed the words that were about to come out.
Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, had no such reservations. A glint flashed in his eyes, and in a flash, he appeared on the Soul Fighting Stage.
Ignoring the gazes around him, Salas walked straight to a student from Canghui Academy, then extended his withered fingers and gently placed them on the student's wrist pulse.
A wisp of pure soul power probed in, and Salas's face instantly turned ashen.
"What? Is it really as Dugu Bo said?"
His brows furrowed slightly, and he slowly withdrew his hand, turning to face Emperor Xue Ye in the VIP seats. His voice carried a formulaic coldness and seriousness as he declared loudly:
"Your Majesty, after my personal examination, what Poison Douluo said is true!"
These seven students from Canghui Academy have suffered extremely severe damage to their life essence, almost to the point of exhaustion! Their soul power foundation has also been severely damaged!
Such injuries cannot be caused by ordinary soul skills; they were indeed forcibly plundered and devoured by some external force!
He paused here, his tone carrying an undeniable air.
"In the future, at best their foundations will be damaged, and their cultivation will be difficult to advance any further."
"At worst... they may die young!"
Salas's personal confirmation, like a final judgment, completely pushed Shrek Academy and Tang San into the eye of the storm!
Instantly, the entire Great Soul Arena fell into a deathly silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Tang San, waiting for his explanation.
Or rather... waiting for the final ruling of the competition organizing committee!
Facing Salas's resounding accusations and the questioning gazes of the entire arena, Tang San's face showed a perfectly timed look of grievance, and then he took a step forward and retorted:
"Absurd! Utter nonsense!"
"Bishop Salas, and this instructor, you keep saying that I am an evil soul master, relying on devouring the life force of others to cultivate? Where is the evidence? Based on their current state?"
As he spoke, he pointed to the half-dead Canghui Academy students on the ground.
"Gentlemen, please witness! How dangerous was the Seven Asura Illusionary Realm that Canghui Academy just cast? Our entire Shrek Academy was trapped within it, our five senses were stolen, and our soul power was in chaos. To protect ourselves and to break the illusion, I had to use all my soul power, even overdrawing it, just to barely defeat them!"
"My Blue Silver Grass Spirit does indeed contain paralyzing toxins; this was no secret in the previous competitions! As for that ten-thousand-year-old fourth soul ring?"
At this point, Tang San's face revealed a hint of arrogance as he forcefully explained, "I absorbed it through near-death experiences under the protection of my elders, relying on my own will and talent to surpass my level! This proves that I, Tang San, am exceptionally talented and have an unwavering will! How can this be an excuse for you to slander me as an evil soul master? Is having good talent a sin?!"
"On the contrary, it's Canghui Academy!" Tang San changed his tone, turning the tables on them:
"Using such a dangerous illusionary soul skill, capable of severely damaging someone's spirit, is blatant disregard for the opponent's safety; their intentions are despicable! Now that the soul skill has been broken, they've suffered a backlash, and their injuries are severe. Isn't this their own fault for being unskilled?"
"Why shift this responsibility onto Shrek Academy?!"
He spoke quickly and urgently, seemingly logical and well-founded, but in reality, he completely avoided the core anomalies of life force loss and blood depletion, attributing everything to the backlash of the illusion and the normal poison effects of his spirit. He even turned the tables, accusing Canghui Academy of malicious intent.
Tang San's righteous and aggrieved demeanor, coupled with his deliberately guided logic, actually caused some uninformed viewers to waver and become suspicious.
"That seems... somewhat reasonable?"
"The backlash from the illusion could indeed be severe..."
"Could it be that Canghui Academy really messed things up?"
Salas, after hearing Tang San's sophistry, showed no sign of wavering. Instead, a cold, mocking smile appeared on his face.
He had already received secret orders from Spirit City and knew perfectly well that Tang San was Tang Hao's son, a target that the Spirit Hall desperately wanted to eliminate!
Now that he had finally seized an opportunity to bring him back to the Spirit Hall, how could he let it go because of Tang San's few words of sophistry?
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