Chapter 238 The Splendor of the Support Type.
The next second.
Flames and rocks swept across the entire Soul Arena. Under the immense soul power, Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun's Soul Fusion Skill, "Lava Lord," reappeared before the astonished eyes of the participants from various academies.
Just as the Soul Fusion Skill was fully formed, the members of the Spirit Hall team were also released from their petrified state.
"Demon! Take this!"
The Lava Lord's aura continued to rise, and with Ning Rongrong's support and the ebb and flow of the two domains, it completely compensated for the difference in Ma Hongjun's soul power level.
"Everyone! Proceed as planned."
As Tang San's voice fell, everyone on the Shrek Academy team sprang into action.
The Lava Lord and the Netherworld White Tiger directly confronted Demon and Flame, a truly evenly matched contest.
Shrek Academy even held the upper hand.
However, Tang San was under considerable pressure at this moment.
Because at this moment, three Soul Masters, all with higher Soul Power cultivation than Tang San, were eyeing him covetously.
"Tang San, you'd better surrender. You should know that one against three, you are no match for the three of us!"
Sun Chuantao stood in front of Tang San, holding a giant circular blade. He looked arrogantly at the Blue Silver Grass he had cut in their brief exchange, and sneered disdainfully, "Come and die willingly." Tang San 's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his right hand, he dispelled the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. Then, he revealed his Xuan Yu Hand, chuckled lightly, and said gently, "Waiting to die? I have no interest."
"Swish swish swish..."
The next moment, eight ferocious spider spears were drawn from Tang San's back. Then, Tang San swung his left hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer, known as the "Number One Weapon Martial Soul in the World," slammed heavily onto the ground of the Soul Arena with a powerful aura, causing the ground to crack instantly.
"Little Ao, that support-type Soul Master is yours."
"No problem, leave it to me!"
At this moment, Sun Chuantao watched as Tang San's alarm bells rang. When he heard Tang San send a food-type Soul Master to deal with their team's support-type Soul Master, while he thought Tang San was being absurd, a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
Especially when Sun Chuantao saw the corners of Tang San's mouth slightly turn up, his sense of foreboding intensified.
You see, if the support-type Soul Master is really taken down, leaving them without support, then this battle, which is already extremely disadvantageous for them, will be pointless to continue. Thinking of this, when Sun Chuantao saw Oscar and the others transform into wings and fly towards the rear of the Spirit Hall team, he immediately shouted, "Li Kai, Zhang Ping, you two hurry back to reinforce and stop those two support-type Soul Masters of the Shrek team."
Upon seeing this, the corners of Tang San's mouth, which had been calm, turned up again.
"Want to leave? Or stay and keep me company!"
Tang San unleashed his Ghost Shadow Steps with the Eight Spider Lances, his figure instantly dazzling the group. He swung his Clear Sky Hammer, which grew longer as it flew, and smashed it towards Li Kai and Zhang Ping.
"Not good!"
Seeing this, Li Kai and Sun Chuantao immediately turned around, crossing their arms in front of their chests, while the other wielded two massive circular blades, trying to block the heavy blow together.
"Boom!"
But how could the mighty Clear Sky Hammer be so easily blocked, even without any spirit rings attached to it?
At this moment, Sun Chuantao and Li Kai were undoubtedly sent flying backward by Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer.
And judging from their condition, they were in bad shape.
Sun Chuantao's hands, which were gripping the massive circular blades, had their tiger's mouths split open by the Clear Sky Hammer, bleeding profusely.
As for Li Kai, his condition was even worse. His arms hung limply; although they hadn't been completely crippled by the Clear Sky Hammer, they were dislocated, rendering him utterly powerless.
"Damn it!"
Sun Chuantao and Li Kai exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. They hadn't expected Tang San, whose cultivation was lower than theirs, to injure them so badly.
"It seems our task now is to restrain Tang San, and then see if Zhang Ping can protect Xu Yu while also dealing with those two support-type Soul Masters."
At this moment, Sun Chuantao and Li Kai no longer underestimated Tang San as they had before, but instead treated him with the utmost seriousness. As for whether Zhang Ping could successfully stop Ning Rongrong and Oscar, in their eyes, it was a foregone conclusion.
"Tang San, take this..."
At the same time, "Rongrong, that agility-type Soul Master is catching up."
Oscar turned his head, glanced at Zhang Ping's rapidly approaching figure, and then looked at Ning Rongrong beside him, reminding her.
But his expression showed no sign of panic.
"About how much further?"
Ning Rongrong and Oscar flew through the air, constantly estimating the distance between them and Xu Yu.
"Almost there... Rongrong, now!"
Ning Rongrong didn't hesitate. Her head spirit bone manifested its power once more, instantly enveloping all four of them, including herself and Oscar, in a soft, hazy light.
"Oh no, we miscalculated!"
The demonic figure, noticing the situation below, paled.
Before he could utter a sound, the Lava Lord slammed a fist down on him. "You dare to be distracted while fighting me? Arrogant!"
"Damn it!"
Facing the Lava Lord's massive fist, the demonic figure crossed his two moon blades in front of his chest. However, aside from the earlier distraction, the difference in size and strength between them was still extremely significant. Although he wasn't actually seriously injured, the demonic figure was still blasted away by the Lava Lord's punch. However, as he was being blasted away, the demonic figure didn't notice a flash of earthy yellow light suddenly appearing on the Lava Lord's hand.
Soon, movement also came from the light mist on Ning Rongrong's side. The agility-type Soul Master, Zhang Ping, dispelled her Martial Soul and walked to the edge of the Soul Arena. Although she instantly regained her senses upon leaving the light mist, a wind blade slashed out from behind her, causing her to instantly lose her balance and fall directly off the Soul Arena.
But this scene did not signify the end.
Immediately following, the light enveloping Ning Rongrong and her companions vanished, replaced by two standing figures and a Soul Master who had fallen unconscious.
Upon seeing this scene, the crowd on the viewing platform erupted in an uproar.
The two standing figures were none other than Ning Rongrong, wielding the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and Oscar, panting heavily and clutching a club. As for the Soul Master lying on the ground, completely unconscious, it was undoubtedly Xu Yu, the support-type Soul Master from the Spirit Hall team…
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