In his previous life as an assassin, Tang San's assassination skills were exceptional.
However, he had no experience using a spear!
Yes, he held the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, but he typically used it as a throwing weapon. As for spear techniques, he knew none.
In his original timeline, he even claimed the Sea God's spear techniques as his own. This was because he truly had no original techniques!
Even after all that time, the Thirteen Halberd Moves of the Sea God remained unchanged, without any innovation.
When he taught Tang Wulin, it was still the Thirteen Halberd Moves, which he claimed as his own creation!
Goodness, who knows if Poseidon was alive at the time. If he were, he might have slapped Tang San twice.
Oh right, everything is yours!
Tang Sect skills are yours, the Thirteen Halberd Moves of the Sea God are yours, the Great Sumeru Hammer, Exploding Rings, and Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique are all yours!
Gripping the spear, Tang San could only perform basic moves like thrusting, slashing, and sweeping...
These were just the most fundamental techniques, and he wasn't even proficient in them.
This soul skill had a powerful penetration force, making it perfect for Tang San to use as a hidden weapon.
Using the Tang Sect's hidden weapon techniques, he could almost guarantee a hit every time, which was why his opponents, after being hit by mental interference, couldn't withstand a long-range Blue Silver Overlord Spear attack.
The members of the Divine Wind Team turned pale. They had just unleashed their most powerful soul skills with maximum soul power output.
Now, being enveloped by Tang San's domain, all their attributes were suppressed, and it showed on their faces.
This was a sign of soul power depletion!
"Brothers, losing is losing. After this match, it won't matter to us anyway!"
"Even if we deplete our soul power, we must slap this Tang Yin twice!"
The vice-captain of the Divine Wind Team shouted, his voice boosting morale at this moment.
Tang San's eye twitched. They wanted to hit Tang Yin, but what did it have to do with him, Tang San?
"Exactly, we're eliminated anyway. Even if we deplete our soul power and need to rest for ten days or half a month, we must slap Tang Yin twice!"
"If we don't slap him twice, it won't feel right!"
"Brothers, charge at him!"
Even though their soul power was nearly depleted, their faces were pale, and they were suppressed by Tang San's domain, but the Divine Wind Team's spirits were high!
If they didn't get those slaps in, they wouldn't be satisfied!
"Divine Wind, you're awesome!"
"Give Tang Yin a hard slap!"
The girls from Skywater Academy started shouting.
They were also eliminated by Blue Sunshine Academy using such tactics.
They accepted their loss.
However, they were extremely unwilling!
They couldn't even display their full strength before the match was halfway over!
Not only the competitors, but the audience was also cheering for the Divine Wind Team.
The Divine Wind Team seemed like warriors charging to defeat a boss. Even knowing they couldn't win, they charged ahead without hesitation.
Luckily, Tang San couldn't hear the situation outside the arena, otherwise, he would have said: These spectators and contestants are courting death!
Daring to mock him, they are already courting death!
Not supporting him, but instead supporting those weaklings, was also courting death!
"Divine Wind, Divine Wind, charge forward!"
Though they couldn't hear the shouts from the audience and the girls, the Divine Wind Team was high-spirited and charged at Tang San!
Although they had long-range soul skills, they were also strong in close combat and weren't fragile control-type spirit masters.
For instance, Ma Hongjun was one such representative.
His soul skills were all long-range attacks, but he was equally strong in close combat!
His explosive power was terrifying!
He was the most explosive among the original Shrek Seven Devils!
Although the Divine Wind Team's strength wasn't as great as Ma Hongjun's, their attack style was similar.
They could fight in both close and long range, with almost no weaknesses.
The six charged together, their fighting spirit soaring to the sky, causing Tang San's hand gripping the Blue Silver Overlord Spear to tremble slightly, halting his steps.
Were these guys really that terrifying?
"No, the weak are the weak. Even if the weak roar and rage, it doesn't change the fact that they are weak."
With this thought, Tang San's eyes gleamed red. A bunch of ants dared to make him feel a hint of fear?
These guys were courting death!
His halted steps started moving again, his grip on the Blue Silver Overlord Spear tightening.
"A bunch of trash, dreaming of shaking a tree!"
Tang San's expression remained unchanged, but he raised the Blue Silver Overlord Spear in his hand, pointing the tip at the vice-captain of the Divine Wind Team, a cold glint flashing.
"???"
Wait, are you going to throw your spear again? What was the point of the charge then?
Everyone was confused, a bit baffled. What was going on with this guy?
Locked onto by Tang San, the Divine Wind vice-captain felt a chill down his spine, as if an evil spirit beast was eyeing him.
This feeling was extremely unsettling!
Yet, he didn't retreat an inch, gritting his teeth, and continued charging at Tang San.
While running, he said, "Brothers, if I fall, don't forget to slap him twice for me!"
"Got it, vice-captain!"
"Kill!"
Tang San: "..."
He was numb. How obsessed were these guys with slapping his face?
Did they want to hit his face that badly?
With this thought, Tang San was furious, and he threw the spear in his hand...
Under normal circumstances, without interference and restriction, the Divine Wind vice-captain dodging this strike wouldn't be difficult.
He was an agility-type soul master, dodging this strike would be as easy as eating and drinking water.
But now, with depleted soul power and suppressed attributes, he couldn't dodge this strike at all!
"Referee, save me!"
"???"
Well, that was...
The next moment, the Divine Wind vice-captain stood beside Feng Xiaotian, the two exchanging a somewhat awkward glance.
The awkwardness quickly vanished, replaced by brotherly camaraderie.
Patting the vice-captain on the shoulder, Feng Xiaotian said, "Brother, you did your best, thank you!"
"Boss, we're brothers, no need for thanks."
Scratching his head, the Divine Wind vice-captain replied with a simple smile. His face hidden under a mask, his eyes showed determination.
Tang San was thrown off by this feint, feeling a bit unwell. He had used several soul skills in quick succession, sustaining minor injuries. Even with his domain's healing, his recovery couldn't keep up with the consumption.
At this point, Tang San's soul power was also running low. With no other option, he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and Mysterious Jade Hands, charging towards them.
With little soul power left, Tang Sect skills came into play once again!
Using Tang Sect skills to eliminate these guys wouldn't be a problem.
Like a ghost, Tang San approached the Divine Wind team. Under the enhancement of Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his figure was difficult to capture.
As they attacked simultaneously, Tang San dodged each move with ease...