Chapter 65: Tang San Dies, the Clear Sky Sect, Emerges!

Zhexian heard this, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly to reveal a faint smile: "You have some backbone, at least."

As his words fell, the Immortal Qi at his fingertips condensed once more, pointing directly at the center of Tang San's brow.

Tang San stared at Zhexian without a hint of fear, his eyes filled with hatred and resolve: "Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Zhexian looked at Tang San indifferently, a trace of faint pity in his eyes.

Then, the Immortal Qi in his hand transformed into a sharp blade and struck at Tang San.

"Blue Silver Entanglement!" Tang San shouted, releasing his Blue Silver Grass martial soul; a massive amount of Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground, attempting to bind Zhexian.

However.

"Crack—!"

The Blue Silver Grass before him shattered instantly, and Tang San's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhexian looked indifferently at Tang San, who had fallen to the ground, his eyes devoid of any ripples. He lifted his hand gently, the Immortal Qi at his fingertips condensing again, pointing straight at Tang San's heart.

"We shall not meet again." Zhexian's voice was as cold as jade, as if he were declaring the most ordinary of facts.

As his words fell, the Immortal Qi at his fingertips erupted suddenly, transforming into a sharp ray of light that pierced straight into Tang San's heart.

"Pfft—!"

The Immortal Qi penetrated Tang San's chest, and blood sprayed out instantly. Tang San's body trembled slightly, the light in his eyes gradually dimming until he finally lost all signs of life.

"Third Brother—!" Xiao Wu cried out in heart-wrenching agony, her eyes filled with despair and grief.

"Tang San—"

"Xiao San—"

"Third Brother—"

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and the others also knelt on the ground one after another, their eyes filled with tears.

They could not believe that the Third Brother who had always led them forward had actually died just like this.

The Grandmaster and Dean Flender rushed onto the competition field, kneeling beside Tang San's corpse, patting him gently and calling out to Tang San incessantly.

On the Imperial Fighting Team's side, as opponents of Shrek Academy, they could not help but feel a sense of pity upon seeing Tang San die.

"Isn't the teacher a bit too cruel?"

"Spring winds blow and life returns, one must pull up the roots when cutting the grass; do you not even understand this common sense?"

"Sigh, now that Shrek Academy has lost Tang San, their combat power is far from what it used to be."

Yu Tianheng and the others whispered among themselves on the field, their gazes turning toward the back of Teacher Zhexian, and they could not help but feel a trace of fear.

On the other side, Xiao Wu took out an Immortal Herb that emitted a faint red light from her bosom with trembling hands—Lovesick Heartbroken Red. Her eyes were filled with tears, her voice choked with sobs: "Third Brother, you must come back to life... you must..."

The petals of the Lovesick Heartbroken Red swayed gently, as if responding to Xiao Wu's call.

However, the moment she took out the Lovesick Heartbroken Red, a powerful wave of soul power suddenly erupted from her body, and the aura of a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast permeated the air without reservation.

This aura swept across the entire competition field like a gale, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

Bibi Dong's originally indifferent gaze suddenly froze, a sharp light flashing in her eyes. Her gaze locked firmly onto Xiao Wu, her voice cold and filled with killing intent: "Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast... so it was you! The Soft Bone Rabbit that escaped in the Star Dou Great Forest back then, to think you were hiding here!"

Her voice exploded across the competition field like a thunderclap, instantly bringing everyone back to their senses.

"What? A Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast?!"

"That little girl is actually a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast in human form?!"

"No wonder her aura is so special... so that's why!"

The Title Douluo on the competition field revealed expressions of shock one after another, their gazes fixed firmly on Xiao Wu, their eyes filled with greed and killing intent. The soul ring and soul bone of a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast were an irresistible temptation for any Soul Master.

Xiao Wu's face turned pale instantly; she knew her identity had been exposed and could no longer be hidden. She gripped the Lovesick Heartbroken Red tightly, her eyes filled with resolve: "Third Brother, I will definitely save you... even if it costs me my life!"

Although her voice was weak, it carried an unquestionable firmness.

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and the others also reacted instantly, blocking in front of Xiao Wu one after another, their eyes filled with vigilance and anger.

Ning Fengzhi, the Sword Douluo, and the Bone Douluo came down, their expressions grave as they tried to pull Ning Rongrong away.

"Rongrong, don't be foolish, come with me!"

"That's right, Rongrong, this matter involves too much."

The Sword Douluo's right arm was still empty, his combat power was not what it used to be, and his originally white hair had turned even whiter!

The once high-spirited Sword Douluo now had to consider many more things.

Upon hearing this, a flash of conflict crossed Ning Rongrong's eyes.

"Rongrong, you go back with your father; we are here." Seeing Ning Rongrong in a difficult position, Oscar said this.

"Sect Master Ning is right, our Shrek affairs cannot involve your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; Rongrong, you should go back." The Grandmaster spoke from the side, his tone revealing a different meaning.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong had no choice but to follow Ning Fengzhi away. Before leaving, she looked back at Dai Mubai and the others who were still guarding their partner, a tear tracing a path down her eyes...

After Ning Rongrong left, there was no protection from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Major factions approached Shrek Academy one after another with greed.

Everyone surely knows how great the attraction of a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast is to a Soul Master.

"Whoever dares to touch Xiao Wu must get past us first!" Dai Mubai growled, his White Tiger Martial Soul instantly possessing him, his soul power surging wildly.

Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others also released their martial souls one after another, their eyes filled with resolve.

They knew that Xiao Wu had become the target of everyone, but they would never abandon their partner.

"This is prey that this Empress has taken a fancy to; who among you dares to lay a finger on it!" The pressure of Bibi Dong, a Ninety-Ninth Level Limit Douluo, instantly covered the entire field.

The major factions below dared not make a sound; there were no Title Douluo-level powerhouses among them, and they certainly would not dare to provoke an ordinary Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast if they encountered one.

But this Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast in human form was not that terrifying.

However, the Spirit Hall had always been overbearing, so they certainly had no chance.

And just as Bibi Dong was about to deal a lethal blow to Xiao Wu, a deafening roar suddenly came from the sky.

Immediately following, a massive phantom of a Clear Sky Hammer descended from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground between Bibi Dong and Xiao Wu, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Who dares to touch someone from my Clear Sky Sect!"

A deep and majestic voice rang out, and Tang Xiao was seen holding the Clear Sky Hammer, slowly descending from the sky.

Behind him, several Title Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect also appeared one after another, their momentum like a rainbow, instantly intimidating the entire scene.

The Clear Sky Sect has emerged!

The smoke and dust dispersed, and Tang Xiao walked out slowly.

But when he saw the scene before him, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand slipped from his grasp and smashed heavily onto the ground.

"Brother Hao!"

(End of this chapter)