Chapter 60: Imperial Fighting Team, Wins!

(Due to the author's oversight, I forgot that hidden weapons are not allowed in the tournament. Please forgive me, just assume the tournament rules have been changed; the author is too lazy to rewrite it!)

The Black Tortoise Shield of the brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo instantly unfolded, and the phantom of a heavy turtle shell condensed into an indestructible barrier in front of them.

The hidden weapons struck the Black Tortoise Shield like raindrops, emitting a dense "clinking" sound, but they could not break through in the slightest.

Tang San frowned, thinking to himself: "As expected, the defensive power of the Black Tortoise Turtle is too formidable; it cannot be broken by hidden weapons alone."

Just at this moment, Dugu Yan's figure flashed out from the poison mist again, her target aimed directly at Tang San. Her speed was extremely fast, and she approached Tang San's side almost instantly.

"Third Brother, watch out!" Xiao Wu's voice came from afar, but it was already too late.

Dugu Yan's snake tail swept across, carrying sharp soul power fluctuations, striking directly at Tang San's waist.

Although Tang San's reaction was swift, Dugu Yan's speed was even faster. Her snake tail sweep carried sharp soul power fluctuations, striking directly at Tang San's waist.

Even though Tang San had already captured her movements through the Purple Demon Eye, his body could not fully dodge in time.

"Bang!"

Tang San was knocked back several steps by this strike, a sharp pain coming from his waist, and the soul power fluctuations caused his breathing to become somewhat disordered. He quickly steadied his figure, and Blue Silver Grass wove into a net around his body, attempting to block Dugu Yan's next attack.

However, Dugu Yan did not continue to pursue; instead, she sneered, her figure hiding back into the poison mist and disappearing.

"Third Brother, are you alright?" Xiao Wu quickly rushed to Tang San's side, her eyes full of worry.

Tang San shook his head and whispered: "I'm fine, just a minor injury. However, Dugu Yan's fighting style is completely different from before; we must be careful."

Just at this moment, the Imperial Fighting Team's offensive intensified again. Yu Tianheng's dragon claws, carrying violent soul power fluctuations, lunged straight at Dai Mubai. Although Dai Mubai had already recovered some soul power, he still appeared somewhat strained under Yu Tianheng's powerful attack.

"Boss Dai, watch out!" Oscar's voice came from behind, and he quickly threw out a Recovery Sausage, attempting to replenish Dai Mubai's soul power.

However, Yu Tianheng's attack was too swift and fierce. Although Dai Mubai caught the sausage, before he could swallow it, he was struck in the chest by Yu Tianheng's dragon claws, flying backward and falling heavily to the ground.

"Mubai!" Tang San's expression changed, and the Blue Silver Grass extended rapidly, attempting to pull Dai Mubai back to a safe area.

However, Yu Tianheng did not give Tang San this opportunity. His dragon claws swung out again, directly tearing Tang San's Blue Silver Grass apart, and then his figure flashed, heading straight for Tang San.

"Tang San, your struggle ends here!" Yu Tianheng said coldly, his dragon claws carrying destructive soul power fluctuations, striking directly at Tang San's chest.

Tang San retreated rapidly, and the Blue Silver Grass wove into a net in front of him.

Rip—

The Blue Silver Grass net was torn apart again, and Yu Tianheng struck Tang San steadily. Tang San was knocked back several steps, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Third Brother!" Xiao Wu's voice came again, her figure appearing rapidly beside Tang San, and she activated her Soft Technique, attempting to restrain Yu Tianheng.

However, Yu Tianheng's soul power far exceeded Xiao Wu's.

Relying on the characteristics of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, the power of thunder surged in all directions, forming a kind of domain-like area.

"Next, let us completely crush them!" Yu Tianheng rubbed his wrists and spoke disdainfully.

"Received!"

"Received!"

"Received!"

The Imperial Fighting Team shouted in unison, full of momentum.

Let's look at the Shrek Seven Devils' side.

Ning Rongrong was knocked off the field, Dai Mubai had almost no strength left to fight, Tang San had minor injuries, Xiao Wu had minor injuries, Ma Hongjun's soul power was about to be exhausted, Oscar was not in danger, and Zhu... wait!

One person was missing!

Just as the Imperial Fighting Team was in high spirits, preparing to crush the Shrek Seven Devils in one fell swoop, a black shadow appeared silently behind Yu Tianheng.

Zhu Zhuqing!

Her figure was like a ghost, and she had brought the speed of her Nether Civet martial soul to its limit. Her target was precisely Yu Tianheng; as long as she could crush him, the Imperial Fighting Team's offensive would be greatly reduced.

"Third Soul Skill—Nether Slash!" Zhu Zhuqing whispered, her hands turning into sharp cat claws, carrying sharp soul power fluctuations, striking directly at Yu Tianheng's back.

However, Yu Tianheng seemed to have expected this. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and a glimmer of confidence flashed in his eyes.

His dragon claws did not collide head-on with Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Slash; instead, with a clever force, he gave a light nudge, deflecting the direction of Zhu Zhuqing's attack.

Zhu Zhuqing only felt as if her soul power had sunk into the sea; the sharp offensive of her Nether Slash was easily neutralized by Yu Tianheng. Her figure paused slightly, and a flash of surprise crossed her eyes.

"Overcoming hardness with softness, taught by the teacher," Yu Tianheng whispered, his voice carrying a trace of faint smugness.

His movements did not stop; his dragon claws pushed lightly along Zhu Zhuqing's arm, and a surge of thunder power instantly entered Zhu Zhuqing's body. Zhu Zhuqing felt a numbness throughout her body, and her soul power circulation experienced a brief stagnation.

"Oh no!" Zhu Zhuqing was startled and wanted to retreat quickly, but Yu Tianheng's movements were faster than hers.

He kicked Zhu Zhuqing's body directly into the air.

Zhu Zhuqing drew an arc in the air and finally fell heavily outside the field, kicking up a cloud of dust. Her face was pale, and she had clearly lost the strength to fight again.

"Zhuqing!" The members of the Shrek Seven Devils exclaimed, their eyes full of anxiety and anger. However, at this moment, they were unable to turn the tide.

Yu Tianheng scanned the Shrek Seven Devils coldly, a victor's smile curling at the corners of his mouth. He slowly raised his hand, and the power of thunder condensed in his palm, emitting a "crackling" sound.

"It's over." Yu Tianheng's voice was cold and firm, as if announcing the defeat of the Shrek Seven Devils.

Tang San gritted his teeth, a flash of unwillingness in his eyes. He knew that the Shrek Seven Devils were unable to fight anymore, but he still did not want to give up. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the injuries in his body, and the Blue Silver Grass slowly spread around him.

"Third Brother, don't push yourself!" Xiao Wu's voice was tearful; she grabbed Tang San's arm tightly, her eyes full of worry.

Tang San patted Xiao Wu's hand gently and whispered: "Xiao Wu, we cannot just admit defeat like this. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I must fight to the end."

However, Yu Tianheng did not give Tang San any chance. His dragon claws swung violently, and the power of thunder swept over like a wild dragon, heading straight for Tang San.

"Boom!"

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass collapsed instantly under the impact of the thunder power, his body was sent flying several meters, and he fell heavily to the ground. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his breathing became extremely weak.

"Third Brother!" Xiao Wu's tears burst forth; she threw herself beside Tang San and hugged him tightly.

Yu Tianheng looked coldly at Tang San lying on the ground, slowly withdrew his dragon claws, and said indifferently: "Your struggle is meaningless. The Shrek Seven Devils are nothing more than this."

The other members of the Imperial Fighting Team also withdrew their offensives one after another, standing behind Yu Tianheng with the arrogance of victors on their faces.

The referee's voice sounded in the arena: "Imperial Fighting Team, wins!"

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PS: That bit about the hidden weapons is all in the past, haha. Today, in order to write, I didn't even finish analyzing the data before finding an excuse to put off my advisor.

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