"Tang San! Protect Boss Dai and Zhu Qing first! "

Outside the arena, the wealthy patrons still believed the giant tiger in the ring was unstoppable. But Han Feng and the others inside knew the truth—Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were already spent. At this point, even if it were just Dugu Yan alone, they could still suffer an upset!

After all, Dugu Yan was a level 38 high-tier Soul Elder and the descendant of a Titled Douluo. If she didn't have some hidden trump card, Han Feng would never believe it!

Tang San nodded at the command. His Blue Silver Grass shot out like ropes as he shouted loudly:

"Mubai! Zhuqing! Fall back! "

The giant tiger cast one last reluctant glance at Dugu Yan, its massive eyes flashing with unwillingness. But to ensure absolute safety, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing chose the most cautious approach. The tiger vanished like smoke, leaving them both pale and exhausted. Blue Silver Grass coiled around them, and Tang San's Controlling Crane, Capturing Dragon technique hauled them back to safety.

"Trying to run? Did you ask me first!? "

With venomous fury in her eyes, Dugu Yan let out a shrill screech. A foul green poison spewed from her mouth as her true body's serpent tail lashed toward Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Ask you? Who the hell do you think you are!? "

Just then, a flash of pink light streaked through the battlefield. Xiao Wu, who had been darting among the Emperor Team's formation for some time, teleported in front of Dugu Yan. With a swift kick, she deflected the serpent's tail. Then, with a graceful waist bow, she flung Dugu Yan across the arena.

Caught off guard, Dugu Yan had no time to channel her soul skills. Her serpent tail carved a deep scar across the floor before she barely managed to steady herself at the very edge of the ring. At the same time, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were successfully pulled back by Tang San.

Xiao Wu pouted when she saw Dugu Yan hadn't been thrown out of bounds, but she wasn't disappointed. Instead, her eyes gleamed with eagerness.

She and Zhu Zhuqing had charged into the Emperor Team's ranks not to break their formation, but to cover Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's retreat. That mission was complete. Now, all she had to do was keep Dugu Yan busy—and that would be enough.

But who was Xiao Wu?

In the past few fights—whether in pairs or team battles—Han Feng and Dai Mubai had hogged all the spotlight. Xiao Wu couldn't stand that. Today, not only would she hold off Dugu Yan—she would defeat her!

Could she do it?

What a joke. Xiao Wu was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form. If she unleashed her full power, her combat strength would be no less than Han Feng's or Dai Mubai's!

"I'll kill you! " Dugu Yan's eyes completely transformed into snake pupils. With murderous intent boiling over, she shoved Ye Lingling behind her and lunged forward.

Meanwhile, Tang San handed the exhausted Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing to Oscar and Ning Rongrong, then charged back into battle.

"Han Feng! "

Han Feng instantly opened a path through the sea of flames for Tang San to enter.

Yu Tianheng watched the battle unfold in disbelief. Because of a single moment of hesitation, the Emperor Team had been forced into a desperate corner. Rage and guilt surged within him.

"You've angered me! "

His voice trembled as he tried to keep calm. Blue lightning danced in his eyes as they locked on Tang San and Han Feng. Thunderbolts crashed to the ground, colliding with flames and exploding in waves that nearly turned the arena into ruins!

Han Feng snatched a recovery sausage from Tang San's hand, shoved it in his mouth, and swallowed it whole. Then, sneering, he said:

"Well, well! The mighty heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan throwing a tantrum? So when you've got the advantage, it's only natural. But when we do, we're 'making you angry'? Your logic is broken, pal! "

Yu Tianheng ignored the taunt. When he saw Han Feng take the recovery sausage from Tang San, his pupils shrank sharply. Suddenly, everything clicked. Every move the Shrek Team had made was part of a tightly woven strategy!

His face darkened with grim realization.

"Roar!"

With a thunderous cry, lightning exploded around Yu Tianheng. A draconic roar echoed as dark blue dragon scales spread across his right arm, his soul power surging to new heights.

"Dragonization!?"

On the viewing platform, Flender and Zhao Wuji shot to their feet, faces full of shock.

This was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's secret technique, one that could only be used by Soul Ancestors or higher. For Yu Tianheng, still a Soul Elder, to perform it was proof of his extraordinary talent.

The Grandmaster, however, sat still, eyes filled with a complicated mix of pride and solemnity.

"Thunder Wrath! "

Yu Tianheng wasted no time. His second soul ring blazed as countless bolts of lightning rained down. Within its range, Tang San and Han Feng were trapped in a forest of thunder.

Han Feng snorted coldly. His Immovable Flame King raised the blazing Seraphic Shield, blocking the thunder strikes.

Exactly what Yu Tianheng wanted.

In the next instant, his first and third soul rings shone. His aura soared even higher, strength doubling as his eyes turned blood-red. With a furious roar, he lunged forward, his dragonized right arm wreathed in crackling lightning, striking with blistering speed.

First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!

Third Soul Skill: Dragon's Fury!

"Damn it! Is this some berserk-mode combo!? "Han Feng cursed, stepping forward.

"You think I don't have my own trump card!? "

First Soul Skill: Aegis of Life!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Yu Tianheng's strikes crashed into the Seraphic Shield, but the shield held firm—like an unbreakable wall of steel. Not only did it block his ferocious attack, but it also absorbed an enormous amount of soul power!

Han Feng's eyes lit up.

"Yu Tianheng… you took the bait! "

"Tang San! Time to stop hiding that external soul bone! " Han Feng grinned slyly. "Restrain him! "

Tang San nodded. Blue Silver Grass surged like waves, binding Yu Tianheng. His third soul skill fired two Spiderweb Restraints in quick succession, trapping Yu Tianheng completely.

"Snap!"

The Blue Silver Grass bindings shattered instantly under Yu Tianheng's thunderous power.

"Tch! Tch." Han Feng clicked his tongue, then charged head-on.

Charged Shield Strike!

Han Feng poured every last ounce of his soul power into the blow—a full-force strike worthy of a Soul Ancestor. Yet, unbelievably, Yu Tianheng blocked it!

Han Feng wanted to press the attack, but he was spent. Two minutes of maintaining the Flame King had drained him dry.

"Leave it to me! "

With a leap, Tang San landed beside him, smiling faintly.

"Looks like I can't keep eight Spider Lances hidden any longer! "

Swish!

Eight cold, gleaming lances burst from Tang San's back. Blue Silver Grass bound Yu Tianheng again, and this time, he couldn't break free. Controlling Crane, Capturing Dragon pulled him close, and with no time for poison, hidden weapons, or a second martial soul, Tang San relied on his deadliest trump card—eight Spider Lances pierced Yu Tianheng's dragonized arm!

Yu Tianheng struggled, but then terror gripped him—his soul power was vanishing at a horrifying rate. In just a few breaths, he was utterly drained.

"It's useless! My eight spider lances absorb soul power. Even Nine Heart Begonia's healing can't save you. You've lost! " Tang San said coldly, shattering the Emperor Team's final hope.

Elsewhere, Xiao Wu had already defeated Dugu Yan, sending her flying with a waist blow. Now she stood, half-smiling, staring at Ye Lingling…

By now, the nobles in the VIP stands were completely despairing.

If they had held on to a shred of hope before, even a blind man could see it now—

The Shrek Team had achieved a complete and crushing victory!

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