Chapter 148: Tang San Beset on All Sides.
"Xu Yu!"
Hearing Yan's call, Xu Yu instantly understood his intention and, without hesitation, swung the dazzling golden scepter in his hand.
"Second Spirit Skill, Supporting Light!"
With a low shout, a dazzling golden light suddenly shot out from the golden scepter, piercing the demon's body like lightning.
In an instant, the demon, whose momentum had been slightly weakening, seemed to be injected with an endless source of power, and all its attributes soared at a visible rate.
With such a powerful boost, the demon, which had previously struggled, instantly turned the tide of the battle, actually putting Tang San firmly at a disadvantage.
Seeing this, Yan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sneer of extreme contempt.
"First Spirit Skill, Hellish Lava Rush!"
As soon as the words fell, surging pillars of scorching magma erupted from the feet of Tailong and the other six like a volcanic eruption.
Faced with this sudden and unpredictable ferocity, Tai Long and his companions were momentarily caught off guard.
The limitations and constraints of their Seven-in-One Fusion Technique prevented them from executing any effective evasive maneuvers.
In the blink of an eye, they were unerringly struck by the pillar of magma!
The next second, an indescribable burning sensation swept through every corner of their bodies like a torrent.
The agonizing heat felt like ants gnawing at their hearts, like being torn apart by a thousand knives, leaving them in agony, nearly driven to madness!
"Ahhh!!!"
A shrill, agonizing wail echoed through the air, lingering in the air.
In such agony, Tai Long and his companions' bodies convulsed and twitched, their faces wrinkled in agony, as if enduring some inhuman torture!
Finally, they collapsed, unable to hold on.
Meanwhile, without the soul power supplied by Tai Long and his companions, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer shrank at a visible rate.
"Oh no!"
Tang San cried inwardly, an unprecedented sense of crisis instantly overwhelmed him.
He could clearly feel the once surging spirit power within him rapidly draining away like a flood, and his face suddenly turned pale as paper.
Their carefully planned strategy had been to swiftly crush the Spirit Hall team with a swift, overwhelming offensive. However
, no one had anticipated the sudden appearance of the demonic spirit, like a razor-sharp sword, ruthlessly severing their hopes of victory and completely disrupting their strategic plans!
Although the situation was out of control, he did not give in to despair.
After all, as long as the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique remained, they still had a chance to turn the tide and achieve a desperate counterattack!
Moreover, through careful observation, he keenly perceived that while the opponent's spirit fusion technique was formidable, it seemed to have a significant weakness in terms of power.
Unfortunately, while they were able to leverage their strengths to counter the demonic spirit, the combined power of the two sides was actually comparable.
Defeating the enemy on his own was practically impossible.
But he remained convinced that with steady progress, he would find a way to breach the enemy's impenetrable defenses.
Once he successfully captured the demon, defeating the Spirit Hall team would be a piece of cake.
However, fate, as he often did, played tricks on him.
At a crucial moment, he was stunned to discover that the opposing team had hidden a highly effective support spirit master!
It was precisely the addition of this auxiliary spirit master that subtly shifted the balance of power between the enemy and our forces.
At this moment, their combined power was barely on par with the demon spirit!
Worse still, when Yan launched a ferocious attack on Tailong and the others, he was already stretched thin, unable to spare a single hand to rescue them!
Now, with his Seven-in-One Fusion Technique broken, he seemed powerless against the demon spirit's attacks.
Furthermore, Tailong and the others were in dire straits.
Looking at the six men charred to charcoal on the ground, Tang San's heart raced with anxiety.
If he didn't get them treatment quickly, the consequences would be the last thing he wanted to see.
After all, these people were his future assets against the Spirit Hall and the Po Yi Clan!
Thinking of this, Tang San no longer hesitated. He immediately focused all of his remaining spirit power into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, then, with all his might, swung it fiercely at the demon spirit.
Seeing this, Xie Yue mistakenly believed Tang San was prepared for a desperate fight. His heart raced, and he instantly retreated, fearing no loss of his temper. He quickly retreated, out of the Clear Sky Hammer's attack zone.
Seeing Yao Mei forced to retreat by his fierce attack, Tang San, without hesitation, instantly transformed into his Blue Silver Grass spirit. Leveraging the grass's flexible and adaptable nature, he skillfully escorted Tai Long and the others safely off the stage.
Seeing this, Liu Erlong immediately led a group of healing spirit masters and rushed over, quickly escorting Tai Long and the others down.
Only then did Tang San feel slightly relieved.
However, his own situation now became precarious.
After perceiving the true intention behind Tang San's move, Xie Yue's low, slightly mocking voice suddenly emanated from Yao Mei's body.
"Haha, Tang San, you're truly foolish! Using your last remaining strength to save others? Well, who else can save you now?"
With that, a red mist erupted from behind Yao Mei again, instantly enveloping the entire arena.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong's lips curved into a cruel yet playful smile.
"Xiao Gang, what good is it that you can develop a seven-in-one fusion technique? In the end, your most beloved disciple will still be a worthless waste!"
Unlike her, Ning Fengzhi, seated at the main stage, seemed agitated.
His brow furrowed, beads of sweat even forming on his forehead, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
With his keen insight and years of experience, he had already discerned a profound conspiracy behind Yao Mei's actions.
Their goal was far more than simply winning the match!
If that were the case, why would they go to such lengths to deceive everyone?
At that moment, the entire arena was enveloped in a strange red mist, as if completely isolating it from the outside world.
The people inside might be able to understand what exactly happened, but for the outside world, it was like being plunged into darkness, almost becoming a group of blind people!
Under such circumstances, if the Spirit Hall really intended to use this opportunity to eliminate Tang San, then even if they wanted to rescue him, they would probably find it difficult to respond effectively in the first place!
Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi's heart became more and more anxious, and his worry was beyond words.
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