While Tang San was using hidden weapons, Ning Rongrong was still tightly hiding behind Su Wen.
As Tang San revealed his Eight Spider Lances and engaged in battle with Su Wen, Ning Rongrong quickly distanced herself from Su Wen and hid at the edge of the arena.
The astonishing length of the Eight Spider Lances gave Tang San an advantage in combat, and Ning Rongrong, being a support-type, risked being affected if she stayed too close.
Xiao Wu seized the opportunity to target Ning Rongrong, the support-type.
At the edge of the arena, Ning Rongrong, being powerless, seemed afraid as Xiao Wu charged towards her, even looking back in fear.
Xiao Wu sneered.
Su Wen had no intention of intervening; instead, he continued to stand his ground against Tang San.
Xiao Wu, feeling exceedingly arrogant, instantly flashed behind Ning Rongrong. With her braid swinging, she aimed to entangle Ning Rongrong and throw her off the arena.
However, the gentle little lamb changed in the next moment.
Ning Rongrong's gaze turned sharp.
"Hmph, foolish rabbit."
Her movements became swift and smooth, evading the entanglement of the braid. At the same time, she released a large amount of wind from her hands, pushing Xiao Wu off the arena.
Solo kill!
Solo kill!
Ning Rongrong was extremely pleased, standing at the edge of the arena with her hands on her hips, laughing heartily.
Seeing this, Su Wen no longer held back, using all his strength to force Tang San to retreat.
"Tang San, there's no need to continue this entanglement," Su Wen said.
Tang San still refused to give up; he couldn't believe he was unable to defeat Su Wen.
Boom!
The Rasengan exploded, once again forcing Tang San to retreat fiercely.
At this moment, Tang San felt his Eight Spider Lances trembling slightly, as if they had reached their limit after enduring too many Rasengan impacts.
On Su Wen's right hand, there was a gathering of earthy yellow Soul Power.
A large earthy yellow seal condensed, carrying a heavy aura.
"Mountain Overturning Seal!"
Boom!
As this seal descended, the arena trembled three times. Tang San, who narrowly avoided the impact of this seal, felt a lingering fear in his heart.
Such terrifying damage.
Su Wen frowned.
Dealing with Tang San, who mastered the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, was indeed a bit troublesome. If Tang San insisted on entangling and exhausting him, it would be difficult to swiftly resolve the situation.
However, if you want to showcase your Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, I won't interrupt.
Feel free to demonstrate.
At the center of Su Wen's brow, the Phantom Eye was silently activated to hide itself using a simulated Spirit Skill, carefully observing Tang San's changes in footwork and Soul Power operation.
Among the unique skills of the Tang Sect, what truly piqued Su Wen's interest was the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, which combined deceptive footwork with agile evasion abilities.
Most importantly, when the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track is executed, it seems to resonate with some kind of mystery, dazzling the eyes of onlookers.
Su Wen felt it must be attuned to some sort of formation, hence its bewildering effect.
With the Phantom Eye's illusion-breaking effect, Su Wen noted the opponent's footwork trajectory and Soul Power operation, awaiting further study.
The battle continued for ten minutes.
In the end, Tang San exhausted his strength and was eliminated by Su Wen.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were still bickering at the edge of the arena. Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue, continuously muttering "foolish rabbit," while Xiao Wu wore a frustrated expression.
Su Wen couldn't help but feel helpless about this situation.
There was no denying that Xiao Wu's actions just now were indeed perplexing.
To blink over and deliver a blow like that was simply outrageous.
Even when facing an Auxiliary Spirit Master, there was absolutely no need to waste a teleportation skill like that.
Why not just kick the opponent out of the ring straightforwardly? Why the need for flashy maneuvers, only to end up making oneself a laughingstock?
In the spectator area, Grandmaster also frowned upon this behavior, but he quickly regained his composure. He had been contemplating how to criticize Xiao Wu.
For quite some time, he had wanted to reprimand Xiao Wu. Her style in battle was too self-centered.
Today, he didn't inform Tang San and the others about Su Wen beforehand. On one hand, he intended to use Su Wen's presence to alert his disciple, Tang San. On the other hand, he genuinely anticipated Xiao Wu making a mistake, one that Tang San couldn't help rectify, in order to provide her with criticism and education.
Of course, aside from that, in the past Spirit Fights, he indeed didn't bother with one-on-one or two-on-two intelligence gathering. Only in Shrek Team's team matches would he analyze the opponents' abilities and characteristics to formulate tactics.
Similar to Qin Ming, he was consciously cultivating the students' adaptability. The difference was that Qin Ming was responsible for collecting all combat data but didn't help devise strategies. Grandmaster, on the other hand, focused on cultivating Shrek students' adaptability in individual and 2v2 matches while overseeing strategy formulation in team battles.
"Xiaowen, you really didn't hold back at all." After the battle ended, Xiao Wu pointed at Su Wen, expressing her dissatisfaction with Su Wen's ruthless Flame Fist and Rasenshuriken during the fight.
She could still feel the burning sensation from her several wounds.
"Su Wen, I didn't expect you to be so formidable. We were careless this time. I hope we'll have another chance to battle," Tang San said before leaving with Xiao Wu.
Feeling Tang San's unusual mood beside her, Xiao Wu didn't fuss too much and quietly followed him back to the Shrek resting room.
"Oscar, quickly give me a Big Sausage to eat. I can't bear it anymore," Xiao Wu asked Oscar for a healing Big Sausage as soon as she entered the resting room, and she swallowed it in one gulp.
Feeling her injuries rapidly recovering and the lingering burning sensation gradually fading away, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Slumping onto the couch, Xiao Wu felt deeply frustrated by today's defeat.
Especially when she remembered Ning Rongrong's continuous mockery for ten minutes, she suddenly felt sulky, puffing up her cheeks and clenching her fists, striking at the air.
After restoring his condition with the recovery Big Sausage, Tang San was called out alone by Grandmaster.
"Xiaosan, how did you feel about the battle just now?"
"Teacher, you saw everything?" Tang San still felt drained, caught in a self-doubt.
"Yes, I watched every battle of Su Wen. He's very strong," Grandmaster spoke. "But your battle with him, you can't blame yourself. His Soul Power level is as high as level thirty-nine. Losing to him is not your fault."
In that situation, Tang San managed to hold his own against Su Wen for ten minutes, which was quite commendable.
At that time, if Xiao Wu hadn't gone to deliver the blow and had instead straightforwardly eliminated Ning Rongrong, even if Ning Rongrong possessed special combat abilities, ten minutes would have been more than enough for Xiao Wu, as a Spirit Elder, to eliminate Ning Rongrong. Then, she could have gone back to support Tang San, and the battle would have been winnable.
Tang San remained silent.
Grandmaster could see that Tang San seemed to have withdrawn into himself after this match, so he refrained from harsh criticism, attributing the outcome to Su Wen's high Soul Power level.
"Teacher, do you think if I cultivated my other Martial Spirit, would I still have been so passive in today's battle?"
Clearly, today's match made Tang San acutely aware of the vulnerability of his Blue Silver Grass.
Under Su Wen's flames, the Blue Silver Grass instantly turned to ashes, even after being enhanced by three Spirit Rings.
In this match, his Martial Spirit was completely useless.
But what if he had cultivated something other than Blue Silver Grass?
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