Chapter 200: Huo Wu's Miserable Defeat
"Second Soul Skill, Explosive Flame Burn."
Huo Wu and the Fire Shadow behind her both extended their palms forward, and endless flames surrounded Tang San, creating a burning inferno, with an intense momentum as if they wouldn't stop until they burned him half to death.
Tang San's face remained calm as he thought carefully, calling out his Blue Silver Grass, parasitizing the Blue Silver Turtle Shield and continuously activating it. Numerous shields formed a large Blue Silver ball that enclosed Tang San, and then he quickly rolled out of the sea of fire.
Once he was out of the fire, the Blue Silver Grass was burned into pieces, and with his Wuhun's attribute being at a disadvantage, Tang San didn't dare to drag the fight on. He once again charged toward Huo Wu.
Huo Wu was immediately taken aback. She didn't expect him to break free from the intense fire that had surrounded him.
While she was momentarily distracted, Tang San executed his strategy of striking when the enemy was tired and retreating when the enemy retreated, disturbing her in the process.
Once he closed in on Huo Wu, he used the Golden Snake Bind to bind her, and as soon as Huo Wu snapped back into her senses and attempted to launch another flame attack, he would use Ghost Shadow to retreat far away.
This happened repeatedly. With Huo Wu continuously using her third soul skill, she exhausted a great deal of soul power. Meanwhile, her attractive figure had the audience enjoying the view.
This infuriated her to the point of nearly losing control but she couldn't do anything to stop it.
"You damn mutt, stay away from me! Dare to fight me directly!"
"Hmph, it's just tactics. You can only rely on the advantage of your Wuhun to show off. Winning with brains, like me, is the real way."
"Ah!!!!"
After being bound again, Huo Wu screamed in frustration.
The spectators in the stands cast sympathetic looks at her. Any woman would go crazy facing such shameless tactics.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Huo Wu glared with bloodshot eyes at the retreating Tang San, her eyes filled with killing intent. Her fourth soul ring began to resonate.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Huo Wu's Sunflare!"
Huo Wu raised her arms, and a massive fireball condensed above her head. Once her soul power accumulated, she angrily hurled the fireball toward Tang San.
Tang San smiled slightly. Such a clumsy attack wants to hit me? I think you're dreaming.
Easily dodging the fireball, Tang San was ready to approach and unleash the Golden Snake Bind again, but just as he made his move, the fireball behind him seemed to have a mind of its own, turning around and attacking him once again.
Tang San's pupils dilated. He quickly sidestepped the attack again.
"Useless, Huo Wu's Sunflare is a homing soul skill. Kneel and beg for mercy, or just wait to die!"
As Huo Wu finished speaking, the fireball turned again and flew straight toward Tang San, proving that she was telling the truth.
Tang San, feeling a headache, squinted his eyes as he dodged the fireball while thinking about his next move.
"Useless, Huo Wu's Sunflare won't stop until it hits its target. Kneel down now."
Huo Wu stood in the center of the arena with her arms crossed, sneering at Tang San, who was dodging and weaving.
Tang San ignored her taunts. After dodging the fireball again, his eyes lit up as if he had thought of something, and he immediately charged at Huo Wu.
Huo Wu froze for a moment, then seemed to realize something and began retreating rapidly, her expression showing some fear.
"Don't come near me!"
Tang San ignored her warning and, with the speed of lightning, dashed behind Huo Wu. The Golden Snake Bind activated again, trapping her firmly in place.
Huo Wu was immediately furious, throwing her head back and yelling.
"You damn *&^%$@!"
Halfway through her curse, the fireball reached them. With no other choice, Huo Wu once again used her third soul skill, Fire Resistance Ring, knocking Tang San back while also blocking the Sunflare's attack.
However, the fourth soul skill was too powerful. One Fire Resistance Ring wasn't enough to stop the attack, and after several more Fire Resistance Rings, the arena finally settled down from the burning heat.
Gasping for breath, Huo Wu felt the fire of anger in her chest threatening to consume her. She turned to yell but froze when she saw Tang San's annoying face just inches away from hers.
"Golden Snake Bind!"
As expected, Huo Wu was once again thoroughly bound.
"Let… go… of me!"
Her gritted teeth didn't faze Tang San, who coldly replied:
"Admit defeat, your soul power is exhausted."
"Hmph, so what? You've bound me, but that doesn't mean you've won!"
Forcing Huo Wu to admit defeat was harder for her than killing her. Tang San had no other choice, and the two of them stood on the arena, facing off in a strange standstill.
Yet, the occasional whistling sounds from the audience made Huo Wu's face turn from green to white.
"Even if you win this match, your team is already doomed. I still have four teammates left!"
"Hmph, so what? I'll win, and so will my team."
Remembering the scornful look Huo Wu gave him after losing in the pre-qualifications and the humiliation she had heaped upon him before this match, Tang San was determined to not let her take victory from him.
"I'll say it one last time, admit defeat."
He tightened his grip on the Golden Snake Bind, his voice cold again.
"Go to hell, I'll never admit defeat!"
Huo Wu's stubbornness made her refuse to budge, and Tang San's expression twisted with frustration.
"Then don't blame me."
At these words, a trace of panic flashed across Huo Wu's face. The position they were in had become awkward, and she feared Tang San would take things even further.
"What… what do you want to do?"
"Hmph, you forced me. Soul Bone Technique: Piggy Heaven Fart."
With a muffled sound, a wave of eerie green poisonous gas slowly spread from the two of them, expanding across the entire arena in less than three seconds.
Surrounded by the toxic gas, Huo Wu, unable to move, immediately turned pale, foam trickling from her mouth as her eyes rolled back, her pupils dilated.
"Ugh" "Ugh" "Ugh" "Ugh"
Huo Wu kept dry heaving, but she couldn't utter the words to admit defeat. Tang San didn't dare release her yet.
"Let me go!" "Ugh"
From below the stage, Huo Wushuang saw his sister nearly fainting and rushed to the edge of the arena, yelling at Tang San. But he too was quickly overwhelmed by the toxic gas and started gagging.
Slowly, the toxic gas spread to the edges of the stands, and the sounds of people gagging echoed.
Some of the spectators from Heaven Dou City, sitting in the back rows, covered their mouths and chuckled.
"Heh, good thing we're smart and got back seats."
"Yeah, who's messing with the Fart King?"
"That smell, I'll never forget it!"
"This audience is still too young!"
"Tsk, tsk, this woman is so pitiful."
From afar, Ning Rongrong looked at the unconscious Huo Wu and clicked her tongue.
"Yeah, even if she survives, she'll have psychological scars."
"Her overzealous competitive spirit is the cause of her downfall!"
Long Nianbing and the others shook their heads, full of sighs. This loss was silent and devastating.
As everyone lamented Huo Wu's fate, Nami quietly approached Ning Bei and tugged at his sleeve.
"Master."
"What's up, Nami?"
"How come that person knows Ghost Shadow and Purple Extreme Magic Eyes too?"
"Oh? Don't worry about it, he learned it secretly. Don't let him know you can do the same. He's been secretly killing those who also know those techniques."
Nami was slightly startled but nodded obediently, signaling that she wouldn't expose it.
Ning Bei chuckled inwardly. After all, calling the little bastard a secret learner wasn't wrong.
(END CHAPTER)
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