Ye Feng's mind moved, and in an instant, he froze Tang San into a big popsicle.
Bang!
Tang San stirred his spirit power and broke through the ice. Ye Feng's fist shadow in front of Tang San was getting bigger and bigger.
Mysterious Jade Hand!
Tang San saw that he could not avoid it and once again used the Tang Sect's unique skill.
Mysterious Jade Hand: A Tang Sect technique that hardens the hands like cold jade, granting immunity to all poisons. At its peak, the hands become immune to all toxins and as hard as rock.
Tang San was confident. Even if Ye Feng was born with immense strength, he believed he could fight him head-on.
Bang!
With a loud crash, Ye Feng's fist and Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand collided head-on. Both fell from the air to the ground. Ye Feng took half a step back, but Tang San left a sliding mark on the ground.
"Damn it!"
Tang San's face was solemn. His eyes locked onto Ye Feng. The power in Ye Feng's fist just now hurt him. Tang San felt cracks forming in his Mysterious Jade Hand. If Ye Feng's strength increased slightly, he wasn't sure if he could still withstand his punches.
Whoosh!
What Tang San feared came true. Ye Feng stepped forward, launching another attack.
Mysterious Jade Hand! Crane Control and Dragon Capture!
Tang San had no way to evade and could only face Ye Feng head-on. This time, he even used the Tang Sect's Crane Control and Dragon Capture technique.
Ye Feng's fist struck Tang San's palm, but he felt as though he was hitting a sponge—soft and yielding. Most of his power was absorbed.
However, Ye Feng's lips curled into a faint smile.
"Come again!"
Ye Feng shouted as a surge of energy erupted around him. He punched Tang San once more.
Tang San frowned. He could feel Ye Feng's strength rising. His fist rubbed against the air, producing sparks. Such power was close to that of a Spirit Emperor with six rings.
Bang!
The punch landed on Mysterious Jade Hand, and this time, cracks formed. Tang San was blown away by the impact.
Eight Spider Lance!
A black light flashed behind Tang San. The Eight Spider Lance, his external spirit bone, shot out like whistling arrows. As he flew backward, the sharp eight spikes of the Eight Spider Lance attacked Ye Feng.
Among his peers, only Tang San and Feng Xiaotian had such incredible adaptability.
Dragon Phoenix Ancient Wings!
Just as the spikes of the Eight Spider Lance were about to pierce Ye Feng, his back lit up with a dazzling purple-gold glow.
A pair of radiant wings unfolded from Ye Feng's back.
The Dragon Phoenix Ancient Wings!
Like two indestructible shields, the wings blocked the Eight Spider Lance. Sparks burst from the collision.
Swoosh!
Ye Feng's wings stretched outward, releasing a strange force that formed a whirlwind.
Tang San was sent flying again.
He barely stabilized himself, his Eight Spider Lance scraping the ground and leaving bright sparks wherever it passed.
Tang San was relieved—he hadn't been knocked out of the ring.
He raised his head, staring at Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng, you are very strong."
Ye Feng smiled.
"I know."
"Ye Feng, don't be arrogant. You are the only opponent in this tournament that I need to go all out against. I've always longed for a fair fight with you. Now, let's show our true strength."
Tang San's voice was filled with excitement. Against such a strong opponent, he had no intention of backing down.
"As you wish."
Their words sent waves of shock through the audience.
"What?! Tang San, you already used your external spirit bone, and you still haven't shown your true strength?"
Emperor Xue Ye's voice was filled with disbelief.
"Your Majesty," Platinum Bishop Salas stroked his goatee. "So far, neither of them has used their third or fourth spirit skills. Especially Ye Feng, who hasn't even revealed his fifth or sixth spirit skills. Perhaps… this battle is only just beginning."
For some reason, Salas felt a strange aura from Tang San. It was eerily similar to that of the Clear Sky Sect's direct descendants.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened.
Four spirit rings appeared beneath Tang San's feet.
All four were black!
"Ten-thousand-year spirit rings?!"
Huo Wu was shocked. She looked at Tang San's spirit rings in disbelief.
Boom!
The sky darkened. Thunder rumbled.
"Clear Sky Hammer!"
Huo Wu gasped.
In Tang San's hand was a massive black hammer, crackling with lightning.
The Clear Sky Hammer!
The number one weapon spirit in the world.
Tang San's tone was filled with confidence.
"My martial spirit—Clear Sky Hammer!"
Ye Feng stretched out his right hand.
Three black spirit rings appeared beneath his feet.
"Only three?"
Tang San was surprised.
He had assumed that Ye Feng's Xuanyuan Sword martial spirit had at least four spirit rings. After all, before leaving Shrek Academy, Ye Feng had already obtained three rings. With so much time passing, and with Chen Xin and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan supporting him, it should have been easy to acquire more.
Yet, Ye Feng's Xuanyuan Sword still had only three rings.
"Only three?"
Tang San smirked. He was now more confident in defeating Ye Feng.
"What's wrong with three? It's enough to deal with you."
Ye Feng smiled.
Tang San saw the confidence in Ye Feng's smile and thought he was merely pretending.
"Don't be arrogant. This is the number one weapon spirit!"
Tang San taunted.
"The number one weapon spirit? Well then, today I will claim its title for myself!"
Ye Feng's hand trembled, releasing an overwhelming aura.
At that moment, Ye Feng's entire temperament changed.
He was no longer just a person.
He was a sword—standing between heaven and earth.
His sword aura pierced the hearts of everyone present.
"Minor success!"
Chen Xin's voice carried a hint of surprise.
"Uncle Jian, what minor success?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.
"Fengzhi, this battle will end soon."
"Really?" Ning Fengzhi found it hard to believe.
After all, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer had four spirit rings, while Ye Feng's Xuanyuan Sword only had three. By all logic, Tang San should have the advantage.
Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!
Tang San swung the Clear Sky Hammer, smashing it down in fury.
Nine Hearts Mysterious Art! Fourth Spirit Skill—Mountain Collapse and Earth Shatter!
Ye Feng's left hand slammed into the ground.
Six cracks split the battlefield.
One crack erupted beneath Tang San's feet, sending lava shooting upward.
Boom!
Tang San was launched into the air, interrupting his Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.
"This…!"
Tang San was stunned.
Ye Feng had broken his move.
Ye Feng smiled.
"The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique relies on accumulating force through momentum. As long as it's interrupted before completion, it's nothing more than a joke."
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