"No honor in combat?"
Hearing Tang San's accusation, Yue Gong and his teammates burst into laughter. One of them sneered at Tang San as if addressing a fool:
"You loser, you're hilarious. This is a team battle! Who would fight you one-on-one?"
Their mocking laughter filled the arena, leaving Tang San seething with rage, unable to respond.
Meng Bei stepped forward with a furious expression.
"Brother San, I'll avenge you. This time, you assist me!"
Without waiting for Tang San to object, Meng Bei charged toward Yue Gong.
Tang San wanted to protest, but his body felt as if every bone was broken—he could barely move, let alone fight.
Yet, seeing Meng Bei take action, he gritted his teeth and summoned what remained of his Mysterious Heaven Skill to support him, despite his injuries.
The battle had reached a critical point.
Dai Mubai was locked in a fierce confrontation with the Rock Armor Team's captain, Shi Hu.
Meanwhile, the agility-type spirit masters Ding Fei and Ding Jian had taken advantage of Tang San's earlier defeat to break through to the backline, engaging Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.
Both Ning Rongrong and the Rock Armor Team's support spirit master, Feng Tianyang, were focusing on enhancing their respective teammates.
Ning Rongrong's assistance gave Dai Mubai a slight edge in his duel with Shi Hu. However, Feng Tianyang's support added a rock attribute to Shi Hu's attacks, amplifying his offensive and defensive capabilities. This left Dai Mubai struggling to land a decisive blow.
The real crisis was unfolding where Yue Gong, Pan Zhi, and Shi Kui were pursuing Ma Hongjun, who was moments away from being cornered.
Shi Kui's Stone Armor Turtle martial soul provided incredible defense but limited his speed, allowing Fatty to evade for now.
"Xiao Bei, help me!" Fatty shouted desperately.
Yue Gong activated his Raging Bear Pull, stopping Fatty in his tracks with an invisible force. Fatty was trapped, and the team's hopes now rested on Meng Bei.
Ning Rongrong's timely support enhanced Meng Bei's strength and speed.
"Freezing Ray!"
Two white beams of icy light shot from Meng Bei's eyes at lightning speed, striking Yue Gong's arms before he could react.
"Aaagh!"
Yue Gong screamed as his arms were instantly encased in ice.
Thanks to the evolution of his martial soul through the potion, Meng Bei's abilities had been significantly enhanced. Against spirit masters of his level, one skill could inflict devastating damage.
Earlier, Yue Gong had felt the cold from Meng Bei's Flying Snow Step, which left his hands nearly numb. Now, the Freezing Ray, a thousand-year spirit skill, rendered Yue Gong's arms completely immobile.
"Brother, let me smash the ice for you!" Pan Zhi rushed forward, his eyes glinting with determination.
"Stop, you idiot!" Yue Gong screamed, retreating in panic. "If you smash the ice, my arms will shatter too!"
Meng Bei quickly rallied Tang San and Fatty.
"Brother San, take on Yue Gong—his arms are useless now! Fatty, deal with that turtle Shi Kui. I'll handle the lizard Pan Zhi!"
The trio split up, each targeting their assigned opponent.
Meng Bei easily knocked Pan Zhi down with a kick, following up with an icy wind that left Pan Zhi defenseless. His defensive Stone Armor Lizard martial soul allowed him to curl into a highly resistant ball, which helped him endure Meng Bei's assault but left him unable to counterattack.
Fatty kited Shi Kui from a distance, exploiting the turtle's slow movements to land repeated hits.
Meanwhile, Tang San ignored his injuries, charging at Yue Gong with a twisted smile.
"This time, I'll restore my honor!"
Seeing the crazed look in Tang San's eyes, Yue Gong panicked. Unable to fight back with his frozen arms, he immediately called out to the referee:
"I forfeit!"
But Tang San, consumed by anger, didn't stop.
"Blue Silver Bind!"
He shouted, summoning Blue Silver Grass to entangle Yue Gong.
The vines wrapped tightly around Yue Gong, leaving him helpless.
"Rock-Horn Charge!"
Suddenly, a figure slammed into Tang San's side, sending him flying.
Tang San cried out in pain, tumbling across the arena as Yue Gong escaped.
The attacker was Ding Fei, who had broken away from his fight with Zhu Zhuqing to ambush Tang San.
"Brother San!" Meng Bei shouted, rushing to his aid.
"Brother San, you're no match for him. Please withdraw from the match—I'll handle the rest!"
But Tang San stubbornly shook his head.
"I couldn't beat Shi Hu or Yue Gong. Am I supposed to lose to the weakest Ding Fei as well?"
Summoning his remaining spirit power, Tang San once again used Blue Silver Bind.
The vines ensnared Ding Fei, who struggled to break free. As an agility-type spirit master, his strength was insufficient to overcome the binding, and the paralysis toxin further weakened him.
"Finally!" Tang San whispered, tears of relief in his eyes.
Ignoring his pain, Tang San staggered to his feet, ready to deal with Ding Fei. Yue Gong had forfeited, so all his frustration could now be unleashed on Ding Fei.
"Referee, stop the match! We forfeit!"
The voice of Shi Hu, the Rock Armor Team's captain, echoed through the arena.
Tang San froze mid-step, his expression blank.
His vision darkened, and he collapsed.
In his semi-conscious state, Tang San faintly heard voices.
Cheers erupted for Shrek Academy's victory.
"This win was all thanks to Xiao Bei. Let me treat you to…"
It sounded like Dai Mubai's voice.
"Brother San, are you okay?"
That was Xiao Bei's voice, full of concern.
"Brother San, I'm so sorry… sob, sob…"
That was Xiao Wu. His precious Xiao Wu.
"Please, not here… not here! Let's go back, okay? I'll come find you tonight…"
What?!
Tang San's eyelids twitched as if he were about to wake up.
"Please! Brother San will wake up soon. We can't let him see this. Let's go back. I'll come tonight, I promise!"
No! Impossible!
That voice—it sounded just like Xiao Wu's!
Tang San's mind surged with turmoil. He desperately wanted to wake up and see what was happening outside.
But his injuries were too severe. His ribs were broken, and he had taken multiple direct hits.
He had only managed to fight this long thanks to his Mysterious Heaven Skill. Now, with his energy depleted, he could no longer resist and slipped into unconsciousness.
That night.
Xiao Wu hesitated in her room before pulling on a pair of pale pink stockings, which clung tightly to her slender legs.
Standing there, she looked alluring, exuding a charm that could captivate anyone.
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