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Feng Xiao's gaze was like a torch, tightly fixed on the rapidly changing battle situation on the field. Under the dazzling amplification light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand suddenly burst forth with astonishing power, rushing towards Xie Yue with the sound of wind and thunder.
"Boom——"
The moment the hammer and blade clashed, Hu Liena's spirit rings around Xie Yue's body flickered rapidly, and her Charm ability was fully activated. However, Tang San's eyes glowed with purple light, and his Purple Demon Eye completely immunized him against the fox-Charm technique. The Clear Sky Hammer continued its momentum, sending Xie Yue and his blade flying with destructive force.
"Bang!"
Xie Yue's figure flew backward dozens of meters like a kite with a broken string, his Moon Blade carving a dazzling spark on the ground.
"Brother!" Hu Liena cried out in alarm, a look of panic appearing on her charming face for the first time. She didn't bother to maintain her Spirit Ability, flying to catch the retreating Xie Yue.
This unexpected scene caused an uproar throughout the arena—with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boost, Tang San was actually able to force back the leader of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation with a single blow!
"The Clear Sky Hammer, without spirit ring amplification, can actually unleash such power?" Yu Feng's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
Feng Xiao gently shook his head, casually plucking the strings of his zither: "Spirit Hall was too careless; this result is not surprising."
"A Spirit Ancestor repelling a Spirit King is still considered normal?" Yu Feng rolled his eyes exaggeratedly, "Forget it, forget it, I can't understand the World of you freaks."
Dugu Yan chuckled upon hearing this, and the Royal Fight team also laughed.
Feng Xiao gently stroked the zither strings, slowly explaining: "The reason Tool Spirits are generally considered to have higher potential than Beast Spirits is due to the Spirit Master's comprehension and development of the tool. Although Xie Yue's Moon Blade is sharp, it emphasizes agility and speed, which puts him at a disadvantage in a head-on clash."
His gaze was deep as he looked at the field: "And Tang San's hammer techniques embody the painstaking efforts of generations of the Clear Sky Sect; each move has been refined countless times. In terms of Tool Spirit mastery alone, Xie Yue is naturally no match."
What Feng Xiao didn't say was Tang San's experience in his previous life, where he had cultivated Hidden Weapons, such intricate weaponry, to perfection. Although Hidden Weapons and battle hammers differ greatly in style, that ultimate comprehension of martial arts allowed him to quickly grasp the essence of the Clear Sky Hammer under Tang Hao's guidance. This foundation was the key to Tang San's rapid growth.
"Furthermore, he also has the amplification of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda," Oslo added thoughtfully.
Feng Xiao nodded in approval: "Very keen observation." He pointed to the dazzling pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand on the field, "Did you notice? All three amplification lights are concentrated on Tang San alone."
Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Feng Xiao continued to explain: "Although Ning Rongrong currently only has three rings, when strength, speed, and spirit power are all boosted simultaneously, the actual effect is far more than a simple forty percent addition." His fingertips traced intersecting lines in the air, "These attributes interact with each other, creating a geometrically magnified beneficial effect."
"It's like…" Feng Xiao suddenly plucked a zither string, and a sound wave traced a graceful arc in the air, "Increased speed can make power more impactful, and enhanced spirit power can sustain a longer burst. This kind of comprehensive improvement often leads to a leap in combat power beyond imagination."
Everyone suddenly understood, and when they looked at the field again, their gazes were different. At this moment, with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification, every hammer swing by Tang San carried the force of thunder, actually allowing him to contend with the Spirit King-level Xie Yue.
"So, in summary," Feng Xiao chuckled, "sometimes rank doesn't explain everything."
Feng Xiao gazed at the battle on the field, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. Tang San and the others' tactical intent was now clear—Ning Rongrong focused all of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification on Tang San alone, while Tang San fully utilized the Clear Sky Hammer's advantage in close combat, firmly clinging to Xie Yue, the core of the enemy.
"What a good strategy, 'capture the leader first'," Feng Xiao gently tapped the zither body, secretly praising. This tactic was a double-edged sword: it could both disrupt Xie Yue and Hu Liena's rhythm in performing their Spirit Fusion Skill, and continuously consume the opponent's spirit power and stamina through sustained high-intensity confrontation.
The development of the battle fully confirmed Feng Xiao's prediction. With the powerful amplification of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Tang San single-handedly tied down the siblings Xie Yue and Hu Liena. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand danced impenetrably; whenever Hu Liena tried to approach her brother to unleash their fusion skill, she would always be forced back by a precisely aimed hammer blow.
On the other side, Yu Tianheng, surrounded by lightning, fought an inseparable battle with Yan. The clash of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and the Flame Lord exploded into countless electric sparks and fire rain on the field.
Most surprisingly was Xiao Wu's agile movement technique, forming a perfect cooperation with the Hell White Tiger. The Soft Bones Rabbit's Teleportation ability, combined with the White Tiger's fierce offensive, firmly pinned down the remaining Spirit Hall team members. Whenever an opponent tried to break through for support, they would be forced back into their formation by Xiao Wu's ghostly soft techniques or the White Tiger's sharp claws.
Feng Xiao watched this exquisite battlefield segmentation, his fingertips gently caressing the zither strings: "Forcibly turning a team battle into small group fights, indirectly suppressing the full-field combat effectiveness of the Demon Charm, a three-pronged battle. As long as Tang San can make a breakthrough, then they will win."
Bibi Dong slightly furrowed her brows, the gem on her scepter glowing coldly as her fingers tightened. She gazed at the figure wielding the heavy hammer in the arena, instantly discerning Shrek's tactical essence.
"As expected of the Clear Sky lineage," she mused to herself, a hint of solemnity in her eyes, "Even without spirit ring amplification, under the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boost, he can suppress the Spirit King Xie Yue with the power of a Spirit Ancestor."
Her gaze swept over Hu Liena, who repeatedly tried to get close but was forced back by the hammer wind, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "What's even more remarkable is that Nana's Charm is almost ineffective against him. It seems this child's mental force is not much inferior to Nana's."
The scepter gently tapped the ground, and Bibi Dong's eyes deepened. She suddenly realized that this seemingly decided match might still have variables. What Tang San displayed was not only the Clear Sky Hammer's dominance but also combat wisdom beyond his age.
Bibi Dong sighed inwardly, this was the insurmountable gap between Sect disciples and ordinary Spirit Masters; otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths to include that skull as a reward in the competition.
Top-tier Spirits, go through generations of inheritance, not only have purer bloodlines but also accumulate countless insights. Just like the Clear Sky Sect's "Clear Sky Nine Absolutes," each exertion technique was created for the Clear Sky Hammer to deal with various battle situations, containing countless practical combat wisdom.
Her gaze, complex, turned to the struggling siblings Hu Liena. Although these two children were the Golden Generation carefully cultivated by Spirit Hall, they were ultimately adopted orphans, lacking the foundation of bloodline inheritance. Even if they reached their current realm relying on Spirit Hall's resources, when facing truly top-tier Spirit inheritances, that gap became clearly evident.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's gaze suddenly shifted to Feng Xiao in the spectator area, a hint of brilliance flashing in her eyes. There was also a difference between geniuses.
"This child," she mused to herself, "not only possesses extraordinary talent, but his understanding of Spirits is also unique." The gem on her scepter rippled with light as her fingers gently tapped it, "Given time, he will surely establish his own Sect, and even…"
At this thought, Bibi Dong's gaze involuntarily drifted towards the depths of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, perhaps he too could reach that realm like herself.
As time passed, the situation on the field gradually became clear. Xie Yue's movements were noticeably slower, his Moon Blade no longer possessing its initial sharpness, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his breathing becoming heavier. The leader of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation was now at the end of his rope.
However, the Shrek side was also not optimistic. Yu Tianheng's lightning power was no longer as wild as it was initially, and the Hell White Tiger formed by Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had long since disappeared. Xiao Wu's characteristic Teleportation frequency had significantly decreased, and her soft techniques were no longer as fluid when executed. The four main combatants' suppression of the enemy was far less than before, and the advantage on the field was slowly slipping away.
Feng Xiao keenly noticed that the light from Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda also began to dim; the sustained high-intensity amplification clearly consumed a vast amount.
However, everyone overlooked a crucial person—Oscar. Early in the match, when the Shrek team rapidly retreated to form their formation, this food system Spirit Master had already quietly distributed recovery Sausages to each teammate. This was his most basic first Spirit Ability; although its effect was mediocre, its spirit power consumption was extremely low.
When the Spirit Hall team members were astonished to find that their opponents, who should have been exhausted, were all pulling out Sausages and devouring them, their gazes finally focused on the slender figure who had always stood beside Ning Rongrong. Oscar's lips curled into a cunning arc—as the most easily overlooked food system Spirit Master, he was already accustomed to this delayed attention.
"Interesting…" A sharp glint flashed in Feng Xiao's eyes, "So this is Shrek's confidence to fight a war of attrition." He noticed that Oscar was still continuously making new Sausages in his hand; although the recovery effect of each was limited, the key was that they were endless. This kind of slow-boil strategy was gradually turning the tide of the battle.
At this moment, Tang San, with his Mysterious Heaven Skill, also displayed astonishing endurance. The spirit power within him was like a deep pool, continuously flowing, and his physical reserves far exceeded everyone's expectations.
The Clear Sky Hammer danced like a blur in his hands, each strike carrying the force of thunder. What was even more alarming was that, under such high-intensity confrontation, Tang San could still calmly curl his lips into a meaningful, cold smile.
"Is this guy a monster?" Yan watched from nearby, his heart pounding. He clearly remembered that just moments ago, Tang San had shown signs of exhaustion.
Xie Yue was even more miserable at this moment. He had thought his opponent was at the end of his rope, but unexpectedly, Tang San's offensive suddenly intensified by three points. Every clash of hammer and blade made his arms numb. What was even more terrifying was that he could clearly feel it—the opponent's spirit power fluctuation had not only not weakened but had become even more solid during the battle!
"The defeat is set; sometimes caution isn't necessarily a good thing," Feng Xiao lightly stroked the zither strings, his voice as calm as if stating a simple fact.
If the Spirit Hall team had decisively used their Spirit Fusion Skill from the very beginning, crushing them with absolute strength, Shrek would have had no chance of winning. But it was Shrek's abnormal tactical layout at the start that led the Golden Generation into hesitation—they were misled by the seemingly timid circular formation and chose a relatively conservative probing attack.
This hesitation, born of caution, happened to fall into Tang San's calculations. He understood the psychology of these favored children of heaven too well: the prouder the opponent, the more they would choose to play it safe when faced with unusual actions. And it was precisely this short probing period that gave Shrek a superb opportunity to divide the battlefield and defeat them one by one.
This match was not lost on strength, but on every detail of the psychological game.
His gaze swept over the panting Golden Generation on the field, then looked at the Shrek team, who, though tired, still had reserves. The recovery Sausages constantly thrown out by Oscar were like tiny weights, accumulating a decisive advantage on the scale.
In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda paused slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Growing stronger as they fight?"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's gaze was like lightning: "No, that child has been controlling the rhythm from the very beginning. It seems he never forgot that he is a control system Spirit Master."
Bibi Dong's scepter was clenched at some point, her knuckles slightly white. She knew better than anyone what it meant when Spirit Hall's most proud Golden Generation was defeated by a food system Spirit Master's most basic recovery skill.
Supported by Oscar's endless recovery Sausages, the Shrek team, like patient hunters, slowly eroded Spirit Hall's defensive line. The Golden Generation's offensive gradually disintegrated, and eventually, one by one, they fell onto the arena.
The Cardinal referee flew forward, his face ashen, and announced with difficulty: "Spirit Hall Advanced Spirit Master Academy versus Shrek Advanced Spirit Master Academy, Shrek wins!"
The entire arena fell into a deathly silence. No one dared to make a sound at this moment.
Bibi Dong merely glanced indifferently at the fallen Golden Generation on the field, tapped her scepter lightly on the ground, and turned to walk into the Supreme Pontiff Palace. Her trailing golden robe traced a cold trajectory in the sunlight, and her departing back was more suffocating than any roar.
There was no reprimand, no anger, but this silent departure sent shivers down the spines of all Spirit Hall members. Hu Liena struggled to get up and beg for forgiveness, but Xie Yue held her wrist tightly—at this moment, any explanation would only make things worse.
After Bibi Dong's figure disappeared into the depths of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, the long-suppressed Shrek team finally erupted in thunderous cheers.
"We won!" Xiao Wu was the first to jump up, her pink scorpion braid tracing a joyful arc in the air. She hugged Tang San beside her, tears of excitement glistening in her eyes.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a smile, their tense nerves finally relaxing. The light from Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda gradually extinguished, and she collapsed to the ground as if exhausted, but couldn't hide the joy on her face.
"Little Ao!" Ma Hongjun dashed over, lifting Oscar high, "You're the biggest hero!"
Oscar looked horrified: "Fatty, I don't like men."
Yu Tianheng also couldn't help but smile, and cheers echoed in front of Pope Mountain, forming a sharp contrast with the gloomy faces of the surrounding Spirit Hall members. Feng Xiao watched this scene from afar, smiling slightly, and sighed: "Tomorrow's battle will be even more interesting."