Douluo Continent: The Spirit A Yin, a Master of Both Bow and Sword

Chapter 192 Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin

"Go to hell!"

Tang San went berserk, roaring furiously.

The jet-black Blue Silver Overlord Spear sliced ​​through the air, its power greatly amplified with the aid of the Clear Sky Hammer.

As one of the few single-target attack soul skills of the Dark Blue Silver Grass, the Blue Silver Overlord Spear is charged up before being thrown.

Ye Ping'an stood still, while Tang San took several steps back. He noticed that Ye Ping'an's 100,000-year soul skill lit up, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Ye Ping'an, you used a 100,000-year soul skill against Xiao Wu before, and your soul power was already insufficient. Do you think the same move would be effective against me?"

Ye Ping'an remained unmoved. The 100,000-year soul ring on the sword lit up, and around the arena, one after another illusory Seven Star Swords appeared in mid-air. They silently swept in from all directions, completely surrounding Tang San who was standing on the arena.

"Let me tell you a secret: a 100,000-year spirit ring usually comes with two spirit ring skills. The one you used against Xiao Wu was the first, but you..."

"It's the second one!"

Tang San was horrified. By the time he realized what was happening, countless illusory swords had already blocked his path, leaving him in a dilemma.

Ye Ping'an stretched out his left hand and grasped the Dark Blue Silver Overlord Spear that was flying at lightning speed in his palm. The tip of the spear was only half a step away from his chest.

With a slight exertion of his left hand, the Blue Silver Overlord Spear was crushed to pieces.

"Your teacher, Yu Xiaogang, probably didn't teach you anything about 100,000-year soul rings, did he?" Ye Ping'an said with a smile, looking at Tang San with a playful gaze.

"Don't mention him to me!"

Tang San was furious. He used the Blue Silver Cage as his main defense, layering it on and on. His heart was pounding and his palms were sweating. He took a deep breath and looked around at the densely packed, neatly arranged illusory Seven Star Swords.

"You have to hold on!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.

He had not yet avenged himself against Ye Ping'an, and Xiao Wu's tragic state was still vivid in his mind. Tang San secretly vowed that he must avenge this grudge!

"Tang San! Catch!"

"Fifth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!"

Ye Pingan extended his right hand and waved it gently.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Countless illusory Seven Star Swords swept in, overwhelming like locusts or raging waves, carrying killing intent and aimed directly at Tang San.

Tang San's eyes widened, he gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, and stared intently at Ye Ping'an, the killing intent in his eyes no longer concealed.

"Clang! Clang!"

The Seven Star Sword collided violently with the Blue Silver Cage. Tang San gritted his teeth, and in less than a second, the Blue Silver Cage could not withstand the pressure and shattered.

Tang San gritted his teeth, swung the Clear Sky Hammer with his right hand, and used the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique on the spot, immediately shattering several illusory Seven Star Swords.

Even so, Tang San still felt immense pressure.

Because one wave subsides only for another to rise, the Seven Star Sword has returned!

Hundreds and thousands of illusory Seven Star Swords surged like a tide, converging together to form a giant dragon formed from the Seven Star Swords.

The giant dragon roared to the sky, wielding countless Seven Star Swords. It flew into the sky and, witnessed by countless people, roared again as it charged straight at Tang San.

"The Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian!"

Tang San went all out, unleashing the Clear Sky Sect's ultimate technique to directly confront Ye Ping'an's 100,000-year-old soul skill.

With a deafening roar, rocks flew through the air, dust billowed, and the battle arena collapsed in an instant. Tang San let out a muffled groan and fell silent.

The only sounds in the air were the clang of swords and the imposing figure standing in mid-air.

Ye Ping'an stood on the Seven Star Sword, his gaze piercing through the dust as he looked at Tang San, a smile playing on his lips.

Tang San was covered in blood, with countless terrifying sword marks on his body. He lay sprawled on the ruins, the madness in his eyes still burning.

Tang San was very dissatisfied with his ending. After finding the fragment of the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, he wanted to use the dust as cover to unleash the Bat Wing Reincarnation and catch Ye Ping'an off guard.

"Buzz!"

Amidst the dust, a Seven Star Sword descended, slicing through the sky and pinning Tang San's slowly raised right hand to the ground.

"Aaaaaah!"

Tang San roared in pain as the Seven Star Sword pierced his palm, nipping his Bat Wing Reincarnation in the bud.

"Ye Ping'an! I, Tang San, am sworn enemies with you!" Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was filled with killing intent.

He witnessed Ye Ping'an descend from the sky, stepping on his chest and pulling out the Seven Star Sword from his palm.

Ironically, Ye Ping'an even rubbed Tang San's injuries with his foot, causing the latter to suffer excruciating pain.

You lost.

Ye Tianxing said calmly.

"Where did the host go?"

The host peeked out from behind a boulder, carefully surveyed the area, and only after confirming that the battle was over did he stroll over.

After Tang San lost his ability to fight, the host repeatedly confirmed the result, nodded, cast an admiring glance at Ye Ping'an, and loudly announced the outcome of the match.

"Due to Shrek Academy losing seven team members, Seven Leaf Star Academy has won. Congratulations to Captain Ye Ping'an for achieving the feat of defeating seven opponents in a single battle!"

In an instant, thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience.

Ye Ping'an stood in the center of the broken arena, waving to accept the praise and worship from the crowd.

All of this was no longer for Tang San.

The seriously injured Tang San was dragged away by medical staff. Before leaving the scene, Tang San's eyes, filled with terrifying killing intent, remained fixed on Ye Ping'an the whole time, without ever moving an inch.

Even after leaving the competition venue and entering the tent for treatment, Tang San remained fixated on the direction of the arena, refusing to give up.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

Tang San gasped, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at the medical staff, roaring, "Be gentle, will you?!"

The nurse in charge of treating Tang San was a pretty young woman wearing a white shirt, leather gloves, and a ponytail.

She had already given him a heads-up while cleaning Tang San's wounds, but Tang San hadn't responded.

Seeing the latter's rudeness and his murderous look, the nurse frowned and said stiffly, "What? Are you unwilling to accept defeat to Sect Leader Ye!"

Tang San remained silent, simply gazing calmly at the nurse, his heart filled with resentment.

"Sect Master Ye is indeed powerful, and you possess twin martial souls, so you will inevitably have the opportunity to surpass him in the future."

Tang San's heart gradually calmed down, and the killing intent in his eyes was gradually fading.

The person in front of me is right. I have twin martial souls. Even though Yu Xiaogang crippled me, I still have twin martial souls and will definitely surpass Ye Ping'an in the future.

A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years.

"ah!!!"

Tang San let out a low growl, his wounds burning with pain, and glared fiercely at the nurse who was treating his injuries.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally spilled it."

The nurse playfully stuck out her tongue and gave an apologetic smile. She "accidentally" spilled the entire bottle of alcohol, which startled Tang San so much that he sat up abruptly.

Revenge was achieved.

(End of this chapter)