Capítulo 162: I won't let you win easily
"Oh my!"
"The moment she stepped onto the field, Dugu Yan activated her fifth soul ring—the only ten-thousand-year soul skill in the arena: Medusa's Gaze!"
"It seems she really has a bone to pick with the Shrek team!"
The announcer exclaimed excitedly.
In all his years as a commentator, he had never encountered such a bold strategy.
Imagine how much resentment it would take for her to go straight for the kill like this!
"Medusa's Gaze!"
Yu Xiaogang's face changed, and his expression turned slightly dazed.
As a "Master of Theory," he knew all too well about Medusa-type spirit beasts!
This beast had a humanoid shape but "hair" made entirely of snakes, making it look quite eerie.
Its most powerful skill was "Medusa's Gaze," a poison, a mental poison!
Anyone caught in it would turn to stone.
Unless they had a more powerful soul skill, could rely on sheer willpower, or simply avoided looking into her eyes.
Even so, even if one didn't look into Medusa's eyes, they would still suffer from a "mild" venom, slowing down their movements.
"I never expected Dugu Yan's fifth soul ring would come from a Medusa!"
If they had known this earlier, they might have had ways to counter it, even though it's a terrifying skill.
This soul skill is all about the element of surprise!
And here we are—the first time she's using it in a battle spirit match, everything falling perfectly into place…
On the stage.
"Watch out! Careful!"
"Don't look into her eyes!"
Tang San recalled Yu Xiaogang's teachings, understanding the terror of Medusa. He shouted, trying to warn his teammates, but it was already too late.
Though it was said in a heartbeat, it happened even faster!
In an instant, Ning Rongrong and Oscar froze, expressions of terror on their faces, yet unable to move.
They were both support-type spirit masters, the most vulnerable among all spirit masters to status effects.
Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu all became petrified right after Ning Rongrong and Oscar, frozen in place.
Their expressions were equally intense, eyes wide open, mouths slightly agape, yet unable to speak.
The only one who hadn't looked into Dugu Yan's eyes was Tang San, but he was still affected by a "slowing" effect.
Thousand-year soul skills rarely have large-area control effects.
But ten-thousand-year soul skills are different, as they often possess large-area control effects!
In the original timeline, Tang San's fourth soul ring provided an explanation.
If it had only been a thousand-year soul ring, his Spider Web Prison would only have been a single-target skill, not a group-control skill.
Of course, group control inevitably comes with reduced potency, a trade-off that can't be avoided.
Using such a powerful group-control soul skill left Dugu Yan's face pale—an evident sign of a significant soul power drain.
However, as a Soul King, using a single ten-thousand-year soul skill didn't exhaust all her soul power.
It merely consumed a lot; a bit of rest, and the side effects from the heavy drain would fade.
Spectators and contestants alike were stunned!
Even the older, established experts were caught completely off guard.
When Dugu Yan had claimed she'd end the match in a minute, they thought she was "overestimating herself."
As a genius, a prodigy, she certainly had that potential.
But who could have guessed it would happen this fast?!
"I get it now!"
"Dugu Yan moving to the very front was likely her way of targeting Shrek's backmost members, Ning Rongrong and Oscar!"
Soul skills have a range, and Dugu Yan's soul skill range probably doesn't exceed a hundred meters.
By moving to the front of her own team, she naturally positioned herself close enough to reach the rearmost Shrek members.
And just as Yu Tianheng and the others were about to strike, she activated Medusa's Gaze, drawing everyone's gaze, leading to this incredible feat.
As a Soul King, Dugu Yan's group-control ability might not hold them for too long, but she wasn't alone!
Her teammates, especially Yu Tianheng, were standing right in front of Dai Mubai and the others!
In a Soul Master battle, every blink of an eye, every instant, can decide the outcome—especially with such a "petrification" control!
"Off you go!"
At this moment, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Xiao Wu stood there like lambs to the slaughter, completely at her mercy.
They were all power-attack-type soul masters, positioned at the very front of the team, facing none other than Yu Tianheng.
Yu Tianheng, however, showed restraint, delivering a swift kick to each of them, sending them off the stage.
Oslo and Yu Feng—one in the air, one on the ground—had, in the blink of an eye, "escorted" Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar off the stage.
Tang San: "..."
Tang San's eye twitched. He felt a chill running up his spine, and his throat seemed to catch on something unspeakable.
Not even ten seconds into the match, and all his teammates had been kicked off the stage.
"There's something I'd like to say…"
If he didn't say it, he might be the next one off the stage.
Yu Tianheng actually had the nerve to kick Xiao Wu's backside—was he trying to get himself killed?!
"They got careless!"
Charging in recklessly without knowing the opponents' abilities had led them to such an outcome; it was hardly surprising.
Tang San's expression turned dark. If he could use his hidden weapons, he would have taken out Yu Tianheng and the others right then and there!
Unfortunately, hidden weapons were banned in the competition.
In the current situation, surrender seemed like the only option. But did Tang San seem like someone who'd surrender?
Clearly, he was not one to admit defeat easily.
Besides, Dugu Yan's previous "insult" was still fresh in his mind. How could he simply concede?
Tang San hunched over slightly, his clothes ripping along his back as eight spider-leg-like appendages burst from his body.
"With this external spirit bone, Tang San, what can you really change?"
The grudge between Yu Tianheng's team and Tang San had begun because of this Eight Spider Lances.
In their previous battle at Sotou City, Qin Ming had instructed them to hold back.
Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang had urged Tang San and his team to go all out.
And when Tang San had detoxified Yu Tianheng and his team, he had also absorbed some of their innate talent.
This was the true venomous act!
There's a saying: ruining someone's prospects is like murdering their parents. This wasn't just a matter of ruining their future—it was destroying their path entirely!
Fortunately, Yu Tianheng and the others remained unaware of this, or Dai Mubai and his teammates wouldn't have ended up off the stage so "lightly."
"Today, even if I, Tang San, lose, I won't let you win so easily!"
Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his jaw practically grinding from the pressure.
He had a plan, one that might turn the tables!
Hearing this, Yu Tianheng, Yu Feng, and the others exchanged glances, each looking a bit speechless.
All they wanted was to reclaim their lost honor and dignity, but Tang San was acting as if he wanted to fight them to the death?
Didn't he notice that they'd held back?
"In that case, let's make sure he can't get out of bed for a few days!"
With those words, Yu Tianheng charged forward.
Their last defeat had largely been due to the poison of these Eight Spider Lances!
But this time, they wouldn't be so naive.
Seven against one—how could they lose?
Even the Shi brothers, Shi Mo and Shi Mo, no longer stayed to guard Ye Lingling and instead rushed toward Tang San.
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