Tang San's raised voice suddenly rang out from within the red mist.
Dai Mubai's muscles tensed instantly. He rolled forward, dodging the moon blade that sliced through the air.
However, Yan, who had been entangled with Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, unleashed his fourth spirit ability once more.
Scorching dark red flames erupted from his body. Simultaneously, his physique swelled violently under the effect of his first two spirit rings.
His upper garment shattered instantly, and Yan's muscles bulged like granite. In a mere moment, his body had expanded to over three meters, far larger than Dai Mubai, even when he used the White Tiger Vajra Transformation.
His fists collided with a resounding clang. Contrary to the scorching flames that engulfed him, his eyes grew increasingly cold.
The air seemed to thicken. A rush of hot airflow, like churning bubbles of magma, surged from beneath the ground, engulfing the Shrek Six.
Tang Sui, maintaining her ethereal form, calmly manipulated her fox mask and landed at Zhu Zhuqing's feet, who couldn't receive the whimsical mushroom sausage. This allowed her to leap up.
Another ape mask flew towards Dai Mubai.
But the distance between Dai Mubai and Yan was too close. Even if the fox mask could ignore spatial distance and appear directly at Dai Mubai's required landing spot, Yan's magma torrent had already descended.
"Brother Dai!"
Ma Hongjun watched with wide eyes as Dai Mubai was struck by the splashing magma.
A flash of dark light flickered in Tang Sui's eyes. Her demonic power surged, her spirit power intertwined, and a barrier instantly materialized, completely shielding Dai Mubai.
The scalding magma was blocked by the semi-transparent black barrier. Dai Mubai, protected within, felt his heart pound with extreme speed, for the magma capable of instantly melting flesh and skin was mere inches away.
If this bubble-like membrane that protected him were to break, what he would face would not just be burns and torn flesh, but perhaps even his bones melting under the terrifying heat.
The "spirit ability" that had never appeared before sent a jolt through the surrounding spectators.
Even Bibi Dong and the other Titled Douluo couldn't help but cast a glance at Tang Sui.
"What is that? A spirit ability? But her spirit rings didn't flash!" Salas, standing on the Spirit Hall Academy's terrace, stared intently at the semi-transparent black light that had protected Dai Mubai and followed his movement until he reached a safe point. His face was filled with astonished uncertainty.
"It's a bit like an energy shield. I sense a high concentration of spirit power," Ghost Douluo stated in his slightly hoarse voice.
Moon Guan's face showed surprise. "That girl, at only the Spirit King realm, can control her spirit power so adeptly?"
Bibi Dong also stroked her scepter, her gaze towards Tang Sui suddenly deepening.
She was not unaware of the identities of Tang San and Tang Sui's birth mother.
Even with the terrifying talent of these siblings, when Tang San first appeared, she hadn't sensed any aura similar to a spirit beast.
She hadn't sensed anything unusual about Tang Sui either... but... it was not impossible that Tang Sui had used some special method to conceal her true identity.
After all... their birth mother was a transformed ten-thousand-year spirit beast! Why couldn't their born children have mixed bloodlines, with one inheriting the pure spirit beast bloodline of their mother?
A ten-thousand-year spirit beast would become a ten-thousand-year spirit ring upon death. If Tang Sui or Tang San were killed, would the spirit beast blood within them also allow them to form spirit rings after death?
Bibi Dong mused, but the killing intent she harbored towards the siblings was well concealed. Moreover, with everyone's attention focused on Tang Sui, who was using a novel technique, no one noticed her murderous intent.
"Bang bang—clang!"
Dense explosive sounds continuously echoed from the red mist, attesting to the fierce battle within. Screams, almost distorted, accompanied by metallic clangs, persisted.
Tang Sui accurately calculated the timing, maintaining her spirit power at seventy to eighty percent while also reserving enough time for her second spirit ability's cooldown.
Ning Rongrong, who was providing support by seizing every opportunity, also worried about the situation within the red mist.
The Shrek Six were all waiting, awaiting Tang San's signal.
Within the red mist, Tang San's handsome face was etched with a cold, murderous expression.
He clasped his hands in front of his chest, and with each flash of light in his eyes, the air seemed to solidify further. The Eight Spider Lances behind him extended like eight lances, precisely piercing through the gaps in the exploding air. His movements were now entirely controlled by the Eight Spider Lances.
Xie Yue's moon blades were even more powerful than Tang San had anticipated. Those tough Eight Spider Lances bore a trace of damage with every collision against his moon blades. Even after consuming two immortal herbs, which had strengthened his leg strength several times over, the moon blades would still sever the tiny barbs on his toughened spider legs.
It was conceivable how terrifying the attack power of the giant moon blades, shimmering with red light patterns, in You Mei's hands must be.
However, Tang San also discovered a special effect on You Mei's body within this spirit fusion skill.
There was at least a thirty percent chance of naturally evading his attacks. And this evasion was executed with extreme skill. As long as an attack was not guaranteed to hit his body, he would not block it with his moon blades; instead, he would continuously wear down Tang San's Eight Spider Lances with them. Sudan Novel Network.
Tang San did not merely endure the attacks. He swung his other spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, and unleashed the Chaotic Storm Hammer technique, engaging You Mei in combat.
The dense sounds heard from the outside were a result of this very exchange.
"Sui Sui!"
Tang San's amplified voice clearly carried from within the mist. Tang Sui, who had just smashed the mask off the annoying agile-type spirit master, turned her head. With a tap of her foot, she leaped without hesitation into the red mist, under the astonished or hopeful gazes of others!
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Author's note:
If I were to stop here, would you hit me? 0v0