382: Chapter 382 Ah Yin Fights Tang San

"Alright, Great Master!"

Ma Hongjun's chubby body walked toward the Spirit fighting arena.

Looking at the Spirit Emperor powerhouse opposite him, he felt nervous inside.

He touched the propulsion spirit tool worn at his waist. When the referee announced the start, Ma Hongjun quickly flew into the air. With the boost from the propulsion spirit tool, his speed reached the level of an agility-attack system Spirit King.

Many people were surprised to see Ma Hongjun burst out with such speed despite having only three spirit rings.

Facing the exclamations around him, Ma Hongjun looked smug. He flew back and forth in the air, looking down arrogantly.

Dugu Yan stared at the Fatty moving flexibly in the air.

She took out a special item from her storage spirit tool.

Then she stepped firmly onto it with both feet.

Dugu Yan's body suddenly soared into the air.

A flight spirit tool!

Dugu Yan's speed was extremely fast, and she arrived in front of Ma Hongjun in almost a single breath.

The smugness on Ma Hongjun's face froze, panic welled up in his heart, and he just wanted to dodge.

Dugu Yan's fist smashed heavily into his face.

"Bang."

Ma Hongjun wailed in pain, spat out bitter water, and was knocked to the ground by this punch.

"Spirit Hall Academy wins."

Following the referee's announcement, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's eyes turned red.

Yu Xiaogang finally couldn't hold it in anymore; this flight spirit tool was also Tang San's.

"I want to report this. Spirit Hall stole our Shrek's Tang Sect Hidden Weapons. I demand that their qualification for the competition be cancelled."

As his voice fell, the audience in the arena began to discuss heatedly.

But there was more mockery directed at Yu Xiaogang.

They didn't understand where he got the guts to slander Spirit Hall here.

The referee warned with a serious expression: "Produce your evidence. Otherwise, for slandering opponents without cause and deliberately causing trouble, I will first cancel Shrek's qualification. Besides, even if you produce evidence, it has nothing to do with the competition. I also warn you, before you speak, have you considered the consequences?"

Yu Xiaogang panted like an ox.

What evidence did he have?

There was no name of Tang San engraved on it.

Yu Xiaogang stopped speaking; he could only get angry, and then get angry again.

He turned his head to look at the few people from Shrek and said: "Zhuqing, it's your turn to go on stage. You must do your best to exhaust the opponent's Soul Power."

"I, I will try my best."

Zhu Zhuqing did not have much confidence, but with the encouragement of Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, she walked toward the Spirit fighting arena.

She looked at Dugu Yan's proud appearance and the confidence on her face on the stage.

In Zhu Zhuqing's heart, besides nervousness, there was also envy.

The way Dugu Yan was now was exactly the way she had always wanted to live.

"Display your Spirit, the match begins."

The referee announced.

Zhu Zhuqing summoned her Hell Civet. With almost no hesitation, she immediately performed Spirit possession. Facing Dugu Yan, she dared not have the slightest carelessness.

She moved around the arena. Her full figure did not look like a burden and did not affect her speed.

"Third Soul Skill."

The spirit ring at Dugu Yan's feet began to spin.

"Watch out, this is poisonous, Myriad Snakes Strangulation."

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of snake and poisonous scorpion phantoms appeared around.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression changed drastically. She waved the cat claws on her hands left and right, continuously killing the poisonous snakes rushing toward her.

Every time she killed a poisonous snake.

When these phantoms disappeared, they would also leave behind a cloud of mist.

Zhu Zhuqing smelled the odor in the mist, her body quickly became stiff, and the speed of her attacks gradually slowed down.

"It's no good, Great Master, hurry up and admit defeat. Zhuqing can't win, she's going to be bitten by the snakes."

Xiao Wu said anxiously.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head: "We must believe in Zhuqing, she will not be defeated easily."

"Bang."

Liu Erlong kicked him in the waist from behind. Yu Xiaogang was caught off guard and fell face-first to the ground.

"Idiot, you can't even see the battle situation; Zhuqing can't dodge it."

"Shrek Academy admits defeat."

Liu Erlong simply spoke for Yu Xiaogang.

Listening to the cheers for Spirit Hall around him, Yu Xiaogang's heart was filled with despair.

Shrek could not win; Tang San and the others could not win the championship.

He would not be able to tell the world: he, Yu Xiaogang, personally trained a championship team.

"Mubai, it's your turn."

Yu Xiaogang stood up again. He did not blame Liu Erlong, but his voice already revealed exhaustion.

Just as she expected, Dai Mubai only lasted two rounds before being kicked off the ring.

He was even mocked by the surrounding audience as a eunuch prince.

"It's okay, it's okay, at least you exhausted her Soul Power. I believe Dugu Yan doesn't have much Soul Power left."

Seeing that everyone's mood had dropped, and they seemed to have less and less hope for the championship, Yu Xiaogang could only grit his teeth and comfort them.

Just as his voice fell, amidst shocked gazes, Dugu Yan took out a baby bottle and began to suck from it as if nothing happened.

The next second, Dugu Yan's aura recovered to its Peak at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole arena was in an uproar, and Yu Xiaogang's expression instantly froze on his face.

Although his Soul Power was low, he could also feel Dugu Yan's condition.

"This, this... how can we still fight?"

Ma Hongjun covered his bruised and swollen face, full of despair.

Their tactic was to exhaust the opponent's Soul Power.

Now she had recovered all at once.

The previous efforts were completely in vain.

"Teacher, it's my turn, let me."

Tang San took a deep breath.

He suppressed the complex emotions in his heart and walked toward the Spirit fighting arena.

"Little San, can you win?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were full of expectation and worry.

Ma Hongjun and the others were too useless.

They hadn't even taken down a single person from the other side.

If Tang San went on stage now.

He would have to defeat all seven of the other side in one go.

"Teacher, I will not lose!"

Tang San left this sentence and walked straight to the Spirit fighting arena.

"Hmph!"

Dugu Yan looked at Tang San, couldn't help but proudly lift her chin, and shook the baby bottle spirit tool in her hand.

Tang San gritted his teeth: Dugu Yan, you have humiliated me so much, you have already brought death upon yourself.

"I admit defeat!"

Just as the referee was about to announce the match, Dugu Yan made a decision that surprised everyone.

The audience immediately let out a wave of sighs; they could all see that Dugu Yan could still fight, and they wanted to see the feat of taking out seven people in a row.

But seeing the Saint of Spirit Hall personally go on stage, all the disappointment turned into cheers.

Tang San also clenched his fists; Su Wen had actually gone on stage directly.

This was not what he had expected.

"Not bad, not bad..."

"To think you could make it all the way here."

Su Wen looked at Tang San approvingly.

Tang San listened to Su Wen speaking to him in the tone of an elder.

Tang San panted like an ox: "Su Wen, we will fight sooner or later, but I didn't expect you to go on stage so soon. Su Wen, don't you think you are despicable? You are already a Spirit Saint; using your higher cultivation to take action, acting like a bully is shameful."

"Su Wen, why don't we make a bet? Let's have a fair and just duel. Both of us have the strength of a Spirit Ancestor; let's have an honorable contest."

Su Wen tutted: "I'm not a fan of betting. My high cultivation only means I've worked hard and have high talent. And who stipulated that a Spirit Saint cannot participate in the Spirit Master Competition?"

"Of course, I won't bully you either. As long as you can hold on for ten minutes, you will win this match."

"Ah Yin, come out."