Chapter 251 Tang San was seriously injured and fell into coma. Who dares to touch my son, Tang Hao!
“Be careful!”
Dugu Yan and others exclaimed.
I saw those Eight Spider Spear fragments, carrying Tang San's last strength, spinning towards the 'demon', very fast.
The demon waved his scimitar to block the fragments of the Eight Spider Spears coming from the front.
But there are still many fragments of the Eight Spider Spears, attacking from the sides and rear at an unimaginable speed. This is the terrifying part of the hidden weapon technique of 'Bat Wing Reincarnation'.
It is powerful and the angle is very tricky, making it hard to guard against!
The fragments of the Eight Spider Spears severely damaged the demon in an instant, causing him to disintegrate instantly and transform back into Hu Liena and Xie Yue.
Not only that.
There were many fragments of the Eight Spider Spear, and not all of them attacked the 'demon', but some of them attacked Dugu Yan and the other three.
Although Dugu Yan and others reacted quickly, they were still seriously injured. The fragments of the Eight Spider Spears thrown using the 'Bat Wing Reincarnation' technique were too powerful.
The demons are comparable to soul saints, and they were still severely injured, making them even more difficult to resist.
In a flash.
A crowd of people fell on the ring. Only Ye Lingling and the defensive soul sect who protected her were still standing. Everyone else was lying on the ground.
“Jie Jie Jie, I’m seriously injured, you can’t even think about it easy!”
A stream of scarlet blood flowed from the corner of Tang San's mouth, and he sneered with a ferocious expression.
“It’s too early for you to be happy.”
At this moment, a cold voice came from far away, causing Tang San’s expression to freeze, and he cursed secretly in his heart, "Damn it, forget about that stinky bitch!"
"Ahem, Lingling, give us treatment quickly!" Duguyan said weakly with blood coming from the corner of his mouth.
“Yanyan, you’ll be fine soon!”
Ye Lingling's fifth soul ring instantly lit up, a white-purple light illuminating the entire arena, and then a white light enveloped Dugu Yan and others, quickly healing their injuries.
In just a few breaths, the injuries of Dugu Yan, Hu Liena and others were completely healed.
At this time, Tang San was already seriously injured and almost lost the ability to fight again.
After Yan stood up, he suddenly sneered when he saw Tang San lying there without saying a word, just glaring at them fiercely.
“Damn eunuch, since you won’t admit defeat, grandpa, I will let you remember it for a long time!”
Yan didn't give Tang San a chance to speak, he raised his hand suddenly, strong soul power surged, and the first soul skill 'Hell Magma Rush' was released instantly.
In an instant.
The temperature above the arena rose sharply, and clouds of magma were seen spurting out from under Tang San, blasting him away with an all-destroying momentum, flying straight up several feet!
Tang San, who was already seriously injured, was now spurting out blood in mid-air.
The hot magma eroded his body, and there was a heart-breaking pain from the wound. His body was severely traumatized, and his whole body slumped.
If it weren't for the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit that gave him extraordinary vitality, Tang San would probably be in danger.
Looking at Tang San struggling painfully in mid-air, Yan had a cruel sneer on his lips, and he was about to continue attacking Tang San.
Everyone saw this scene.
Bibi Dong’s eyes on the high platform were calm and she had no intention of stopping her. Dugu Bo, Yue Guan and Gui Mei also had indifferent expressions on their faces.
On the one hand, they are naturally a team that favors their own forces.
On the other hand, if Tang San, the captain of the Tiandou Royal Team, did not personally admit defeat, then the game was not over. Yan's attack was not a foul, so they did not need to interfere.
Just when Yan was mobilizing his soul power and preparing to use his next attack skill, an anxious and loud voice suddenly came from the audience:
"Tian Dou Royal Team, surrender!"< br>
This voice was like thunder on the ground, coming from the leader of the Tiandou Royal Team.
However. Yan had no intention of stopping. The power of flames gathered in his fists and struck hard at Tang San, who fell from mid-air.
Bibi Dong frowned slightly when he saw this.
The rules are set by Wuhun Palace. As the pope, she cannot allow her team members to violate the rules in full view of the public, otherwise the majesty of Wuhun Palace will be lost.
Bibi Dong gave the ghost a look. The ghost understood it and instantly turned into a blurry ghost shadow and disappeared in place.
The next moment.
The ghost appeared next to Yan, and like lightning, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan's arm. The powerful soul suppression made Yan unable to move.
Yan was startled and turned to look at Gui Mei, "Elder Ghost, why did you stop me? Tang San deserves to be beaten!"
Gui Mei said in a low voice with no expression on his face: "The Pope has an order not to violate the rules of the game."
Although Yan was unwilling to do so, he did not dare to disobey the order. He could only stop his hand bitterly, but the anger in his eyes did not diminish at all.
Next.
Tang San fell from mid-air and landed heavily on the ring.
He had fallen into a coma, with multiple burns on his body and his clothes stained red with blood.
The leader of the Tiandou Royal Team came to the ring in a flash, hurriedly knelt down and began to check Tang San's injuries, his eyes full of anxiety and worry.
Bibi Dong stood up, glanced at the entire audience, and slowly said: "This competition will be won by the Wuhundian team."
"In this continental soul master elite competition, The Wuhundian team won the championship!”
Her voice echoed throughout the arena. Although it was not loud, it had unquestionable majesty.
The audience in the audience was in an uproar, cheering for the victory of the Wuhundian team, but almost no one cared about Tang San.
In the midst of piercing cheers.
The leader of the Tiandou Royal Team was about to pick him up and take him out of the arena as soon as possible to receive treatment.
At this time, Tang San had multiple burns on his body, and blood was still seeping out from the wounds, dyeing his clothes red, and his face was bloodless.
However, he hadn't met Tang San yet.
The ghostly figure came to his side as if teleporting and grabbed the arm of the leading teacher.
The speed was so fast that a dark wind blew up.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of the ghost's mouth, and he laughed coldly: "Tang San, you have to stay, you can't take him away."
Hearing this, the leading teacher His face darkened.
He turned to look at Pope Bibi Dong on the high platform and asked loudly: "My lord, Pope, I don't know what this means? The competition is over and the winner has been decided. Why do you still need to embarrass a seriously injured person?"
Bibi Dong’s eyes are dull , "Tang San is the son of Tang Hao, and Tang Hao once killed the former pope of our Wuhun Palace. The father's debt must be paid by the son. This is a private matter between Tang San and my Wuhun Palace."
Her voice was not loud, but it was It was like a bombshell exploded in everyone's ears.
After saying that, Bibi Dong ignored the leading teacher, looked at Gui Mei, and ordered: "Arrest Tang San."
Gui Mei nodded in agreement.
At this moment, a powerful and domineering voice came from the sky, "Who dares to touch my son!"
The voice contained endless majesty and anger, as if it could break through the clouds and make the entire stadium cry. The tremor.
At the same time.
In the Holy Son's Hall, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, and endless pressure instantly enveloped the entire hall, with the breath of destruction and life swirling around endlessly.
“It’s finally here.”
(End of this chapter)