Chapter 58: Star Force Field, Crushing Blow to Tang San

The reason Ye Feng was able to deflect Tang San's Zhuge Divine Crossbow bolts was a talent he had awakened not long ago — Star Force Field.

The Star Force Field shares the same origin as the Star Domain, and since this talent isn't very strong, it couldn't condense into a Fourth Spirit Ring and could only fuse into his Third Spirit Ring, which also caused his Third Soul Skill's Spirit Ring year limit to directly rise to 40,000 years.

This soul skill directly turned Ye Feng into a super-amplified version of Magneto; he can use the force field to control all objects within a hundred-meter radius, and the closer the distance, the stronger the control.

In fact, at this moment, with a single thought from Ye Feng, his force field could directly crush Tang San's head.

Changing the direction of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow bolts was naturally a piece of cake.

"Nice weapon, continue."

Ye Feng smiled faintly and didn't rush to act, instead wanting to see what tricks Tang San had up his sleeve now.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of flipping the script either.

Although he hadn't fully grown yet, his current combat strength could casually slaughter anyone below Soul Saint; placed in the "Douluo One" era, this strength was more than enough for self-preservation.

Of course, adding the trump cards "Summon Di Tian" and even "Summon Silver Dragon King", he was invincible below God Level.

"Damn it!"

"I don't believe it!"

Seeing the other party's show-off appearance, Tang San immediately gritted his teeth, his heart filled with anger to the extreme.

Normally speaking, Tang San definitely wouldn't be provoked by this kind of tactic.

Tang San originally planned that even if he couldn't win, he would make Ye Feng lose face or pay a price, to wipe away his previous humiliation! But now his plan had fallen through, making him feel he couldn't hold his head up.

The main reason was still that Xiao Wu was watching from below the stage right now!!

Moreover, from the corner of his eye he could even see that Xiao Wu's gaze was entirely fixed on Ye Feng, even emitting a worshipful look, eyes full of little stars!!

His own woman worshipping someone else like this! Who the hell could stand this?

Tang San didn't hesitate, directly holding the trigger down tight, choosing to empty the magazine.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

Four crossbow bolts shot out explosively, directly sealing off all of Ye Feng's escape routes!

A large amount of Blue Silver Grass shot out from under Ye Feng's feet, tangling his legs tight.

Simultaneously, to be on the safe side, Tang San directly released the Eight Spider Lances behind him, operated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track under his feet, and attacked toward Ye Feng with an extremely bizarre movement technique.

The Eight Spider Lances' toxin couldn't even be neutralized by Oscar's Detox Sausage, and their sharpness could even pierce Zhao Wuji's defense; he refused to believe the opponent could block even this.

Tang San seemed to have used many moves, but in reality all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

"Somewhat interesting."

Seeing this, Ye Feng still stood in place.

The four crossbow bolts shooting at him naturally deviated from their trajectories without suspense, brushing past his body and stirring up a cold wind.

And facing Tang San's seemingly bizarre but extremely fast movement technique, Ye Feng still had no intention of dodging, instead slowly extending a hand toward Tang San and speaking indifferently...

"Star Force Field, condense—"

As Ye Feng's words fell, Tang San, who was repeatedly jumping horizontally across the arena, suddenly felt countless transparent threads spawn in the surrounding air, binding him tight; his originally light and bizarre steps abruptly stagnated, and his speed plummeted.

Finally his figure assumed an extremely twisted and bizarre posture, directly frozen in place!

No matter how Tang San struggled, he couldn't move a single bit.

However, the Eight Spider Lances behind him could still move slightly, which made Tang San look like a toy, inexplicably somewhat comical.

"What soul skill is this, how can it have such strong control..." Tang San's heart was filled with shock, and at the same time incomparable shame and resentment.

Although frozen in place, his consciousness was exceptionally clear.

This made him feel endless humiliation!

But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.

He wanted to use Purple Demon Eye to attack Ye Feng's mind, but because of the repeated horizontal jumping just now, at the moment he was frozen he was facing the Shrek group's direction, so he couldn't even see Ye Feng's face, let alone launch a mental attack...

This made his heart incomparably aggrieved.

Not only that, he also saw that Xiao Wu's gaze at this moment was still completely fixed on Ye Feng, the worship in those eyes seemingly about to overflow.

This time, Tang San completely blew up.

"Ye Feng! If you have the guts let me go! Let's fight fair and square!! Using such despicable means counts as what skill!!"

Tang San had received too much stimulation at this moment, his whole body on the verge of cracking, even somewhat losing his reason, his words even becoming a bit IQ-lowering.

However, before Ye Feng could speak, Xiao Wu was displeased and spoke up first: "Third Brother, what nonsense are you spouting! Ye Feng already showed mercy, you refuse to admit defeat, do you still think you haven't lost enough face!"

"Xiao Wu you... I... Pfft!!!"

Tang San, already somewhat frantic with rage, now stabbed in the back viciously by Xiao Wu, finally suffered a Qi and Blood attack on the heart, reverse blood surged up, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood mist on the spot, collapsing with a thud and passing out directly.

"Hey, this wasn't me, he fainted from anger himself..."

Ye Feng hurriedly released the force field control, raised his hands to hurriedly show innocence, lest he be framed by Tang San.

After all, this was just a Spirit Duel stage; if someone died, it would still be somewhat troublesome for him.

Especially if Tang San died, who knows if Tang Hao would go crazy and fight him to the death...

He didn't have bodyguards around him right now; if Tang Hao self-detonated nine Spirit Rings and perished together with him, he really wasn't certain he'd remain unscathed.

"Match over, Ye Feng wins."

Soon, the referee's voice rang out, followed immediately by staff coming up to carry Tang San away.

But anyone with eyes could see Tang San had merely fainted from anger.

Spirit Masters have strong constitutions; even fatal injuries have a high probability of being saved, let alone just fainting — he'd recover soon, no big deal.

Seeing this, Ye Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, then entered his own private small lounge through the rest passage; this counted as a small perk for the victor.

On the other side, after simple healing by the Spirit Arena's ordinary Treatment System Spirit Masters, although Tang San hadn't woken up, there was nothing serious either.

Seeing this, the Shrek group hurriedly gathered around.

"Tang San, are you alright!"

"Xiao San!"

Everyone's eyes were full of concern and worry, after all, under Yu Xiaogang's teachings, several people had still developed a bit of camaraderie.

Especially Yu Xiaogang, who was heartbroken.

After all, Tang San was his precious guinea pig; if something happened to Tang San, who would he test his various theories on...

"He just fainted, why worry so much." Xiao Wu pouted, and even made snide remarks beside him.

After all, she possessed Admiration of the Strong, and felt genuine disdain and disgust toward losers.

(Chapter End)