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Chapter 180: You're All Too Weak!
🕑 Added 2024-06-03 16:22:41 +0000 UTCAt this moment, the seven members of Shrek felt as if they were being toyed with.
Su Wen had the ability to instantly kill nearly half of their members and could escape safely. Yet, after demonstrating this, he stopped and waited for their collective attack.
This guy was either crazy or didn't take them seriously at all.
"Tang San, you and your team are the first enemies I have faced head-on as a Spirit King," Su Wen said calmly.
"Make your move, don't waste any more time."
"Go!"
A tiger's roar came from Dai Mubai's mouth, and a shadow quickly approached from behind him, embracing him tightly.
A ball of light illuminated the entire platform, and then a huge, translucent white tiger appeared on the platform, with white fur, black stripes, and purple eyes. It was eight meters long and two meters tall.
The moment the Hell White Tiger appeared, it charged towards Su Wen.
Tang San also quickly approached Su Wen, having pushed his Eight Spider Lances to the limit.
Now, the only things that could harm Su Wen were the Spirit Fusion Technique Hell White Tiger and his Eight Spider Lances.
However, this didn't mean the other four were idle.
Ma Hongjun, having recovered from his injuries, used Phoenix Fire Wire and Bathing Fire Phoenix, blocking Su Wen's movements.
Xu Jiang and Tai Long charged forward along with Hell White Tiger and Tang San.
Su Wen wasn't restricted by Phoenix Fire Wire because he stood still, not moving an inch.
Above his head, a Heavenly Book opened, its pages flipping rapidly, with sheets of paper flying out, transforming into large rocks falling around.
Boom!
A sudden oppressive force emerged.
Despite the anticipation, although the four figures showed obvious stagnation and inconsistency, they were not completely interrupted by the sudden pressure brought on.
As the pages of the book flipped, they turned into a sky full of Wind Blades and Fireballs.
Storms emerged, sweeping through the Stone Formation with terrifying flames mixed in.
The Hell White Tiger roared, forcibly colliding with the storm tornado. Its illusory body was cut by terrifying Wind Blades, weakening its aura.
Even with all three major attack Spirit Skills of the Great Orangutan, Tai Long was repeatedly pushed back by the terrifying fire vortex.
Xu Jiang's turtle shell was scorched red by the flames, and he was already feeling a bit dizzy, on the verge of fainting.
Tang San forced himself to remain calm, using the Eight Spider Lances in conjunction with the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to neutralize the oppressive force of the Stone Formation while dodging numerous flames and tornadoes.
However, Su Wen had studied his footwork before and had some understanding of how it operated. In his control of the flames and tornadoes, most of them were aimed at blocking him off.
Once again, the pages of the book flipped, swiftly transforming after folding, seemingly turning into seven real flying swords, cutting arcs in the air, surrounded by sword energy, descending towards Oscar and Ma Hongjun behind.
The early silence lasted for a full ten seconds.
In the first wave of probes, Ma Hongjun attacked the other six members of the 2nd Emperor Fighting Team, and Su Wen punished him for half a minute.
Ma Hongjun's healing took three minutes.
Seven people besieged Su Wen, and then were dealt with, only lasting half a minute.
The battle came to an end.
Tang San had reached his limit, his eyes full of unwillingness.
No!
My Tang Sect techniques have not been used yet.
My Batwing Rebound has not been displayed yet!
Damn it!
You didn't even break my Eight Spider Lances!
This was a completely illogical battle.
Su Wen's victory was overwhelming.
Even though the opposing side had the Spirit Fusion Technique Hell White Tiger, which theoretically could contend with a Spirit King, it was still dealt with by Su Wen standing still.
Su Wen ignored the referee's statement about 2nd Emperor Fighting Team's victory and instead turned to look at where the Pope was.
I have proven my potential, so my request from the Wisdom Palace should be no problem, right?
Bibi Dong looked at Su Wen's figure, their eyes meeting, feeling complex emotions.
To be honest, aside from the Twin Martial Spirits, Su Wen was not inferior to her, and even surpassed her by far.
"A fifth-level Innate Soul Power has actually reached this level," Bibi Dong felt quite conflicted inside.
At the same time, she also sensed some information contained in Su Wen's gaze.
Thinking of what Salas had said about Su Wen's demands before, she began to weigh them in her mind.
Salas, standing on the side, also had a complex expression.
He now understood Su Wen's leverage.
Yes, a Spirit Ancestor at sixteen might not be too outrageous, but a Spirit King at sixteen was truly unheard of.
Even the former young master, did he reach Spirit King at the age of sixteen?
The shock left by Su Wen still lingered, but the finals continued.
As each battle unfolded, it seemed that Su Wen, this completely extraordinary presence, gradually faded from the spectators' view.
In the third round of matches, 2nd Emperor Fighting Team's opponents were all defeated.
The same was true for the fourth round.
Until the fifth round, which was the semifinals.
In the end, there were three teams left: the Spirit Hall Team, the Emperor Fighting Team, and 2nd Emperor Fighting Team.
Among the final three, surprisingly, two spots were taken by the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy.
"Alas, it's a pity. The result of the draw happens to be that our two teams from Heaven Dou Imperial Academy will have their individual matches first."
The rules for the final round of matches were quite special. The teams were decided by drawing lots to compete in individual elimination matches, similar to a playoff system. The winning team would advance, and then the remaining pair would face the third team in a group battle. The winning team from that round would then compete in the final group battle against the team that had advanced from the individual elimination matches to vie for the championship.
Unfortunately, the Emperor Fighting Team and 2nd Emperor Fighting Team were drawn to compete in the individual elimination matches.
"We forfeit." Knowing how formidable Su Wen was, Dugu Yan, who was aware of it more than others, persuaded the rest of the team to choose to forfeit early on.
While others might only think of Su Wen as a Spirit King, Dugu Yan knew more. Su Wen was at least a high-level Spirit King. Moreover, there was Ning Rongrong, a Spirit Ancestor, providing a fifty percent boost in four attributes. This was no laughing matter.
Whether facing 2nd Emperor Fighting Team in a group battle or in individual elimination matches, the Emperor Fighting Team had no hope of winning.
Of course, there was also no hope of winning against the Spirit Hall Team.
However, they could deplete the opponents' stamina.
As for facing the 2nd Emperor Fighting Team, the Emperor Fighting Team chose to forfeit to preserve 2nd Emperor Fighting Team's stamina.
"Tianheng, if possible, you don't need to deplete the Spirit Hall Team's stamina next." Su Wen said to Yu Tianheng.
Yu Tianheng and many members of the Emperor Fighting Team frowned.
However, they were all very familiar with Su Wen. Although they had some doubts, they decided to trust him.
The team match began quickly.
"Emperor Fighting Team vs. Spirit Hall Team, both sides ready!"
"The match begins!"
"Referee, we forfeit." The Emperor Fighting Team did not release their Martial Spirits and Spirit Rings, choosing to forfeit directly.
"Damn it, we've been underestimated." Yan looked towards the preparation area of the 2nd Emperor Fighting Team, glanced at Su Wen, feeling very uncomfortable.
He, Yan, had always been unrivaled.
However, he still adhered to one principle, which was to respect the strong.
Yan acknowledged that Su Wen's talent was stronger than his, but Su Wen's attitude at the moment was making him very displeased.
