Chapter 80: Chen Xin Takes Action
The moment Grandmaster's act of plagiarism was exposed before the crowd, Yu Xiaogang's dignity was shattered.
Yet he still forced himself to remain rational, his expression eerily calm and devoid of any ripple.
Bibi Dong looked at the composed Yu Xiaogang, a complicated light flickering within her eyes.
She had always believed that the Shrek Seven Devils' Seven-in-One Fusion Skill was Yu Xiaogang's painstaking masterpiece. Never did she imagine it was something he had stolen.
Even so, she didn't look down on him because of it. Instead, a faint trace of pity surfaced in her heart.
'Xiaogang, all these years you've been desperate to prove yourself. When you finally met a disciple with twin martial souls, that was your opportunity. Anyone in your place would have seized such a secret technique. And to comprehend the essence of multi-person fusion in such a short time… that alone is not simple.'
Ning Fengzhi's gaze drifted toward Ning Rongrong standing within the arena, a hint of worry rising on his face.
He suspected that the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill Yu Xiaogang had plagiarized had never been fully tested—very likely still in the experimental stage.
Using it so prematurely could lead to unforeseen consequences.
Ning Rongrong was an auxiliary-type soul master. With almost no defensive capability, if the technique backfired, the consequences would be disastrous.
Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance with Sword Douluo.
Sword Douluo gave a subtle nod, silently acknowledging his concern.
At this moment, Gui Mei floated gracefully in the air, his movements light yet exuding a bone-chilling eeriness. Hovering above the arena, he gazed down at the Shrek members with an aloof, god-like arrogance.
In his deep, ghostly eyes flickered a cold, contemptuous indifference—an unmistakable message that, in his view, the Shrek Seven were nothing more than ants beneath his feet.
The black longsword in his hand gleamed with a chilling radiance. It emanated a darkness so profound that even a single glance stirred an icy dread within the heart.
A tremendous pressure surged outward from Gui Mei's body like a turbulent tidal wave, spreading downward across the arena.
This pressure fell upon the Shrek Seven like a thousand-jin boulder, weighing on them so heavily they could barely breathe.
This was Gui Mei's first time displaying flight in the Soul Master Tournament—instantly forcing Shrek into an even more disadvantageous position.
Tang San's heart tightened with growing panic.
This black-clothed youth was far too mysterious and unfathomable.
Originally, the secret behind Shi Nian's death was known only to him, Tang Hao, and Yu Xiaogang.
Yet now it has been exposed publicly, bound to stir countless troubles and disputes.
Tang San simply couldn't fathom how the truth had leaked.
And for Gui Mei to openly mock the Clear Sky Hammer as "trash"—to Tang San, that was nothing short of unforgivable.
The Clear Sky Hammer was the number one weapon martial soul in the world, a symbol of strength and glory.
And yet it was humiliated by this youth in front of everyone!
Rage erupted within Tang San like a volcano.
Unable to endure any further, he unleashed his Death God Domain.
A ring of pale light surged outward from under his feet.
Soul power roared through his body, every cell igniting as if set ablaze, filling him with explosive power.
Tang San's leg muscles tightened as he pushed off the ground, channeling all his strength through his waist and arms.
Then, he swung the Clear Sky Hammer.
The massive hammer cut through the air, carving fierce arcs that radiated earth-shaking force.
Even the very air warped from the sheer might of the blow, sending out sharp, shrill vibrations.
A trace of disdain flashed across Gui Mei's eyes.
With a swift flick of his long sword, a razor-sharp blade of sword qi shot forth like a streak of lightning, cleaving straight toward the Clear Sky Hammer.
That sword qi was unimaginably sharp, carrying soul power so deep it felt bottomless.
Sensing the terrifying force within the strike, Ning Fengzhi's expression twisted into one of shock.
As the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he had seen his fair share of power. He instantly recognized how terrifying this attack truly was.
Even with the combined strength of seven people, Tang San could not withstand that strike.
That overwhelming force was unstoppable—enough to kill auxiliary-type soul masters like Ning Rongrong and Oscar on the spot!
Even Tang San and the others would suffer heavy injuries, their lives hanging by a thread.
At that critical moment, Sword Douluo moved.
The Seven Kill Sword burst forth with dazzling brilliance!
A sharp yet protective sword aura surged out to meet the incoming attack.
The two streams of sword qi collided, erupting into a deafening blast.
A tremendous wave of energy burst outward from the point of impact, spreading rapidly in all directions.
Wherever the shockwave passed, the ground split open with jagged cracks.
Sword Douluo diverted most of the impact into the sky.
But even so, the remaining force was still terrifying. The shock slammed heavily into the Clear Sky Hammer.
The sheer impact sent Tang San and everyone behind him flying backward.
Sword Douluo flashed like a ghostly afterimage, catching Ning Rongrong firmly and shielding her from harm.
But the others were not so fortunate.
They were flung to the edges of the arena, crashing heavily against the ground.
Each one vomited blood, their faces pale as paper, clearly suffering severe internal injuries.
The entire audience was stunned.
Their eyes widened, unable to believe what had just taken place.
Gui Mei's attack was far more powerful than anyone had imagined.
If Sword Douluo hadn't acted in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Silence fell over the square.
All eyes focused on the cold, floating figure of Gui Mei above.
Who could have guessed that a mere seventeen-year-old youth possessed such overwhelming, destructive power?
Though Yu Xiaogang kept his expression outwardly calm, his heart was already in utter turmoil.
The humiliation of being exposed for plagiarism was instantly overshadowed by the shocking scene before him.
He had believed that the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique he had stolen—while perhaps not perfect—would shine brilliantly in the Soul Master Tournament, becoming Shrek's secret weapon and his key to proving his own worth.
But reality had slapped him ruthlessly across the face.
The Seven-in-One Fusion was shattered instantly, and the Shrek team was crushed.
Yu Xiaogang stared at the battered figures sprawled across the square, his eyes filled with deep unwillingness.
He simply couldn't understand why something he had been so confident in had ended in such a miserable defeat.
After the shock faded, a wave of relief washed through him.
If not for Sword Douluo's intervention, the result would have been catastrophic.
Tang San was his most prized disciple—the culmination of his years of effort and dreams.
To Yu Xiaogang, Tang San was the hope he relied on to validate his entire life.
Tang San might survive due to his mysterious protection, but an accident was still possible.
Ning Rongrong, as the precious daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, held a revered status.
If she or Tang San had been harmed because of a technique he plagiarized… How could he possibly face Tang Hao or Ning Fengzhi?
The thought made Yu Xiaogang break into a cold sweat, his forehead dotted with fine beads of moisture.
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