Chapter 170: with translation of title

Looking at the spiderweb coming to wrap him, Tang San did not use any soul skill at this moment.

Li Li's third soul skill, Spiderweb Binding, has a diameter of ten meters, while the entire competition platform reaches a full hundred meters in diameter, leaving Tang San ample space to dodge.

Only seen, Tang San, stepping with strange and mysterious footwork, twisting left and right, actually already escaped the range of Li Li's third soul skill Spiderweb Binding.

Moreover, Tang San was not merely dodging; he was charging toward Li Li, and in an instant the distance between them was less than ten meters.

Li Li, watching Tang San charge toward her, curled the corners of her mouth; the eight spider legs on her back undulated and surged toward Tang San, while her arms transformed into lethal death sickles, sweeping directly at Tang San's chest and neck.

Close combat!

Tang San likewise sneered inside; although his Blue Silver Grass might not match Li Li in control ability, in close combat Tang San had no fear.

Only seen, Tang San's both hands instantly turned white jade color, actually intending to clash bare-handed against Li Li's lethal death sickles.

Li Li held nothing back; the two lethal death sickles fell like death's scythes.

Tang San extended both hands simultaneously and actually seized Li Li's lethal death sickles, but soon his confidence vanished from his face, for his jade hand, after blocking Li Li's attack, actually split open at the tiger's mouth, his hands trembling uncontrollably! 'How is this possible! How can a control-type Soul Master have such terrifying attack power?' Tang San's heart shuddered instantly, yet his reaction speed was not slow.

Only seen, Tang San's body surface purple fourth soul ring lit up instantly, two Blue Silver Prisons rose instantly, divided into two layers trapping Li Li, and Tang San paid no heed to soul power consumption, these two layers of Blue Silver Prison directly exhausted ninety percent of his remaining soul power!

Li Li's lethal death sickles landed on the Blue Silver Prison; this time Tang San's substantial soul power foundation was displayed, as the Blue Silver Prison released at full power with his forty-nine rank soul power actually repelled Li Li's lethal death sickles.

Li Li felt a bit surprised inside, but that was all; the lethal death sickles being ineffective did not mean she would surrender.

After Tang San trapped Li Li, his right hand's Blue Silver Grass was retracted, replaced by his left hand's Clear Sky Hammer.

Indeed, Tang San used his second martial soul; he was never an unchanging person, and after realizing that relying solely on Blue Silver Grass could not defeat Li Li, he had already considered using the Clear Sky Hammer, and now was the perfect moment.

As soon as the Clear Sky Hammer appeared, all the watching Soul Masters couldn't help but reassess Li Li's strength once again.

Since Tang San revealed the Clear Sky Hammer, he does not use it in every match; he only employs it when facing opponents that his Blue Silver Grass cannot handle.

And Tang San had previously defeated a forty-six rank Soul Ancestor using only Blue Silver Grass, yet now, facing Li Li, a forty-three rank Soul Ancestor, he actually used the Clear Sky Hammer? What does this mean? Isn't this precisely indicating that Li Li's strength is far greater than imagined? Without using any soul skill, the head of the massive two-meter-long Clear Sky Hammer, with a diameter reaching half a meter, came down upon the Blue Silver Prison trapping Li Li.

"You're strong, but not enough!" Tang San curled the corners of his mouth, speaking softly, as if he had already seen victory.

But just then, a burst of soul power undulation exploded from Li Li's back; the spider legs originally attached to her martial soul instantly contracted, replaced by eight three-meter-long spider legs shooting out—these were the Eight Spider Lances.

The moment the Eight Spider Lances appeared, they instantly tore apart the two layers of Blue Silver Prison; then only seen, Li Li's back eight spider lances undulated, and her whole body had already retreated three meters away, evading the Clear Sky Hammer's attack.

"Boom!"

The Clear Sky Hammer landed where the Blue Silver Prison had been, but Li Li's entire person had already left the hammer's attack range.

Because the Blue Silver Prison blocked the view, no one noticed the subtle change in Li Li's back spider legs, for her martial soul is the Human Face Demon Spider, and the spider legs and Eight Spider Lances look the same.

The only difference was length and power, and at this crucial moment of battle, naturally no one noticed the change in length of Li Li's Eight Spider Lances.

Seeing Li Li instantly break free from the Blue Silver Prison's control, a flicker of doubt flashed in Tang San's eyes; then he raised the Clear Sky Hammer, stepping with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and pursued her.

However, at this moment Li Li did not retreat further; her third soul ring lit up, and she directly flung out a Spiderweb Binding.

Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer in hand surged with dark light, and the third purple soul ring on his body lit up.

"Third Soul Skill: Radiant Explosion!"

A terrifying soul power burst erupted; Li Li's third soul skill had not yet managed to control Tang San before it was directly destroyed by the terrifying force and soul power.

However, Li Li's complexion showed no change at all; the eight spider legs undulated and actually surged forward to meet Tang San, while at the same time the first yellow soul ring on her body lit up.

"First Soul Skill: Lethal Toxin!"

The function of her first soul skill is to purify her own toxin to the utmost purity; the toxin on the lethal death sickles and Eight Spider Lances is so potent that even a Soul King powerhouse touching a drop would die upon contact! Li Li only needs to pierce Tang San's skin and inject a bit of this terrifying toxin, after which she need not act—Tang San himself will succumb to poison.

Seeing Li Li close in again, Tang San naturally could not give her any chance, for he himself is a control-type Soul Master, and he understands that if he fell under Li Li's control, he would suffer great restrictions.

Only seen, the second purple soul ring on Tang San's body also lit up, and his Clear Sky Hammer danced wildly, charging toward Li Li like a black whirlwind.

"Second Soul Skill: Whirlwind Fury!"

Witnessing this, Li Li felt a hint of regret; facing Tang San in this state, she no longer had the chance to inject her toxin into his body, but her purpose had already been achieved: to consume Tang San's soul power.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul was basically crippled, and his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul had also been used consecutively for two thousand-year soul skills; Li Li alone reducing Tang San to this state was already formidable enough.

Thus, Li Li's Eight Spider Lances undulated and she jumped directly off the Dou Hun Tai, conceding defeat!

Tang San saw Li Li concede without the slightest hesitation, and a bad premonition rose in his heart; after using two powerful thousand-year soul skills consecutively, his soul power had dropped by thirty percent, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect team still had at least six Soul Ancestors ahead, all top-tier geniuses; facing such a terrifying opponent in a relay battle, Tang San no longer had confidence in defeating Seven Treasure Glazed Sect.

Although Shrek Academy's team possessed six Soul Ancestors, aside from Tang San himself, the others had barely broken through to forty-first rank, and Oscar was still an auxiliary Soul Master; the remaining Dai Mubai and company's strength paled before the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect team members.

If I cannot eliminate several more members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect team, then the final balance between Shrek Academy's team and the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect team might tip toward the latter.

At this moment, Tang San's heart gradually calmed down; he slowly let go of arrogance and pride, intending to resolve the battle in the simplest, most soul-power-conserving way.

However, the next person to take the stage for the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect team was Yang Pojun; Tang San had a deep impression of him, having heard Titan speak of his martial soul.

Titan, besides being his father's younger brother, is also the chieftain of the Power Clan, and the Power Clan is a designation—namely, one of the four single-attribute clans.

Yang Pojun's Soul-Destroying Spear martial soul is the inherited martial soul of the Breaker Clan, one of the four single-attribute clans; according to Titan, after the Breaker Clan was abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect, they were aided by the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect and eventually joined it.

Of course, these are not currently Tang San's concerns; what he cares about is Titan's description of the Soul-Destroying Spear's might, which can be said to be not inferior to the Clear Sky Hammer or the Seven Slaying Sword, top-tier tool martial souls. And when Yang Pojun took the stage, his gaze toward Tang San was extremely hostile; when the Clear Sky Sect abandoned his clan, countless clansmen died for no reason, and had it not been for the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect's assistance, Yang Pojun might not have survived to this day.

Thus, Yang Pojun, like Yang Wudi, harbors no goodwill toward disciples of the Clear Sky Sect; after the promotion tournament began, upon seeing Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, he could no longer suppress his inner fury.

So now he has the chance to go on stage against Tang San; his heart is overjoyed, for he intends to make Tang San pay the price!

Tang San still does not know why Yang Pojun bears such great hostility toward him, but even though his soul power has been depleted by thirty percent, he fears nothing when facing Yang Pojun.

Although the strength Yang Pojun displayed is formidable, just how strong can it get? Could it even surpass Feng Xiao Tian? Under the referee's signal, Yang Pojun released his martial soul; two yellow and two purple soul rings—four in total—rose and undulated on his body.

"Yang Pojun, martial soul: Soul-Destroying Spear, forty-seven rank strong attack battle Soul Ancestor."

Yang Pojun spoke coldly, his voice devoid of warmth, filled only with fury! Tang San is no pushover; he and Yang Pojun have never exchanged a word, essentially strangers, and now that Yang Pojun bears such great hostility toward him, he naturally will not be courteous to Yang Pojun.

According to the Tang Sect's rules, a person like Yang Pojun who harbors hostility for no reason is, in Tang San's eyes, already marked for death.

"Tang San, martial soul: Clear Sky Hammer, forty-nine rank strong attack battle Soul Ancestor."

In the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect team's rest area, Gu Xuan watched this scene with a smiling face; although Yang Pojun's soul power is not the highest in the team, his combat ability is second only to Du Gu Yan, and having inherited Yang Wudi's true teachings, after opening his red eyes his power is sufficient to suppress an ordinary Soul King.

It can be said that in combat ability, Yang Pojun is not inferior to Feng Xiao Tian; however, Feng Xiao Tian excels in aerial combat, whereas Yang Wudi specializes only in ground combat.

"Match…… begin!"

As the referee's voice fell, Yang Pojun's spear in hand was entirely black, flashing with a chilling luster; its shaft was eight feet long, the broad spearhead actually four feet long, and the shaft as thick as an ordinary person's arm.

Two yellow, two purple—four perfectly matched soul rings appeared simultaneously on the spear's shaft, encircling this twelve-foot-long spear, shimmering up and down, instantly bursting forth with extraordinarily splendid radiance; at this moment Yang Pojun resembled an undefeated, ever-victorious general, exuding imposing martial might.

At this moment, Tang San held the thick-as-a-forearm hammer handle of the Haotian Hammer in his hand, four soul rings—three purple and one black—rippled across his body, and he simply stared at Yang Pojun.

What surprised Tang San was that he noticed when Yang Pojun gripped his dark Soul-breaking Spear, his entire being had changed.

All previous emotional changes seemed to have completely vanished at this moment; there was no trace of hostility or anger, and all of his essence, energy, and spirit were fully concentrated on the Soul-breaking Spear in his hand.

Even when facing the terrifying configuration of three purple and one black four soul rings on Tang San's Haotian Hammer, it could not disturb Yang Pojun's current emotions in the slightest.

After discovering these, Tang San's expression rarely turned somewhat solemn; being able to focus entirely on his martial soul, with nothing but the spear, this realm had already told him many things—today's battle would certainly not be easy.

Of course, it was merely not simple; Tang San did not think he would lose to Yang Pojun.

For Yang Pojun, during battle, no matter how the opponent is, it does not affect his mindset; only by maintaining an unshakable belief in victory, not letting any circumstance of the opponent influence his emotions, can he unleash his strongest 'Break' when his aura reaches its peak.

Nothing can withstand him, nothing cannot be broken; first, he must hypnotize himself.

This is also the secret of the Soul-breaking Spear that Yang Wudi passed to him! As a new-generation heavenly talent of the Breaking clan, Yang Pojun has already gained deep insight into this.

As the referee's voice fell, Yang Pojun's figure had already moved.

"Heh!" Yang Pojun let out a sudden loud shout, thrusting his long spear forward; the moment the spear tip pointed at Tang San, his whole body seemed to merge with the spear, and the suddenly rising, erupting powerful aura bore down directly on Tang San's face.

An incredibly sharp, terrifying aura surged straight toward Tang San's chest; his body followed the spear, with no extra motion, thrusting straight at Tang San's chest.

Almost in an instant, Tang San recognized Yang Pojun's terror; black light burst from the Haotian Hammer, and his first soul skill had already been used.

"First Soul Skill: Solidity Break!"

Meanwhile, as he attacked, the first Soul Ring that lit up on Yang Pojun's body burst forth a shockwave of explosive energy, actually shaking the Haotian Hammer, which weighed as much as a thousand jin, aside.

"First Soul Skill: Shock!"

With the release of the first soul skill, Yang Pojun's own aura reached its peak within this shock.

At this moment, Tang San clearly felt that before that terrifying aura, his own body had become sluggish; in his consciousness, it felt as if he had been pierced by that terrifying spear.

In the instant the Haotian Hammer was brushed aside, Yang Pojun's Soul-breaking Spear in his hand shot toward Tang San's chest like a venomous snake choosing its victim, swift and fierce! Tang San's eyes suddenly sharpened; he never imagined Yang Pojun's strength could be so terrifying—just their first clash made him feel an immense pressure, and now he no longer held Yang Pojun in contempt, but regarded him as an opponent on par with Feng Xiao Tian.

The Soul-breaking Spear surged forward instantly; Tang San's reaction was not slow, though he didn't have time to reuse the Haotian Hammer to block, his body had already moved—at the very last moment, his feet stepped in an odd pattern, quickly retreating two steps, opening a gap of nearly one meter.

And it was exactly this one-meter distance that Tang San's Haotian Hammer swung back into position, the purple third soul skill lighting up, the Haotian Hammer bearing terrifying might and explosive sound, blocking in front of him.

"Third Soul Skill: Gorgeous Burst!"

Tang San quietly retreated some distance, causing Yang Pojun's heart to flicker with surprise, but his reaction speed was even swifter; the third Soul Ring on his body flashed, and the spear tip suddenly burst forth a layer of black light—this was Yang Pojun's third soul skill—Burst!

Yang Pojun's first soul skill 'Shock' can break weak bindings or shake off powerful attacks, whereas this third soul skill 'Burst' raises his attack power to an even more terrifying level; once it pierces any object, his soul power generates terrifying explosive force, giving the spear greater destructive power.

At the moment the Haotian Hammer and Soul-breaking Spear made contact, two differing explosive sounds rang out, and both were directly shaken apart by each other's powerful attacks.

Tang San retreated three steps, while Yang Pojun actually retreated a full five steps; this exchange gave Tang San a slight edge.

Thus Tang San regained his confidence; Yang Pojun was indeed strong enough, the pressure he exerted was not inferior to that of Feng Xiao Tian, who had already broken through to Soul King—but so what? Could Feng Xiao Tian not defeat me? What makes you, Yang Pojun, think you can?

ps: Typos will be corrected later.

In these few chapters the protagonist basically does not appear, but will be mentioned occasionally, because these chapters mainly give some stage time to the few supporting characters who will later follow the path to godhood; later the grand final will be the protagonist's home turf.

It's almost finished; there's still about ten thousand words of content left, and the later plot will absolutely surpass readers' imaginations! Absolutely exciting! After all, the synopsis wasn't written for nothing!!

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