Douluo Continent: My life is ruined, but I become stronger by taking on disciples.

Chapter 107 Mother and Child Soul-Chasing Deadly Courage

Tang San moved like a ghost, relying on his Ghostly Shadow Tracking and Purple Demon Eye, and using Tang Clan hidden weapons to barely hold his own against Feng Xiaotian's fierce attacks.

However, the difference of ten levels of soul power is like an insurmountable chasm.

Feng Xiaotian had already used his second and third soul skills, and his speed was already faster than that of a speed-type soul master at the Soul Master level.

Moreover, he knew that Tang San's confidence came from his insidious hidden weapons.

To avoid being injured by hidden weapons, Feng Xiaotian decided to keep his distance and attack Tang San.

In the blink of an eye, the wings on his back fluttered slightly.

Suddenly, his figure shot into the sky like an arrow released from a bow, his speed as fast as lightning.

Feng Xiaotian circled in the air like a fierce eagle, instantly locking onto Tang San on the ground.

With a sudden wave of his hand, several cyan wind blades, carrying a fierce aura, slashed through the air and whistled down.

Wherever the wind blades passed, the air seemed to be cut by sharp blades, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

The moment the wind blade landed on the ring, deep marks were cut into the granite ground of the ring by the wind blade.

Tang San felt the whistling wind blades beside his ears, his expression became solemn, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Because each wind blade could kill him, he had to be careful.

However, his Purple Demonic Eye lacked insight, and he could not always dodge the wind blade's attack.

In just a short while, his clothes were torn and tattered, and he had several wounds.

The blood-soaked strips of cloth at the wound rustled and squeaked under the howling wind blades.

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Another wind blade slashed across Tang San's back, leaving a trail of blood. This attack made him stagger and almost fall to the ground.

His face was pale, and he was breathing rapidly, like a stray dog.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xiaotian's voice came to my ears.

"Tang San, is this all you've got?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and muttered to himself, "Feng Xiaotian, don't be too smug!"

As he dodged the wind blades with his ghostly footwork, he seized the opportunity to unleash a barrage of hidden weapons from his soul tool in an attempt to retaliate.

However, Feng Xiaotian had anticipated this and cleverly created distance, then suddenly flapped his azure wings.

In an instant, a powerful airflow enveloped the entire arena.

The hidden weapons were like soft feathers; they were mercilessly overturned before they could travel far and finally fell to the ground.

"Is this your backup plan? How disappointing!" Feng Xiaotian said condescendingly, his voice filled with disdain.

As he spoke, he unleashed several cross-shaped wind blades, which streaked through the air and disappeared into the distance.

Tang San's heart sank when he saw his hidden weapon being so easily neutralized.

He had a clear understanding of the situation and knew that he could no longer hold back.

"Damn it! I was planning to catch those contestants off guard. Since you, Feng Xiaotian, are so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."

He performed a somersault, barely dodging two crisscrossing wind blades, and pulled out two Zhuge crossbows from his soul tool.

The Purple Demon Eye flashed, instantly locking onto Feng Xiaotian, and abruptly pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

In an instant, hundreds of fine iron crossbow bolts, accompanied by sharp whistling sounds, pierced through the air, their arrowheads gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

"Feng Xiaotian, die!" Tang San roared coldly.

Feng Xiaotian tried to use the airflow to block it, but Zhuge's crossbow was very powerful, and the crossbow bolt easily penetrated the airflow and shot straight at him.

He was startled, but reacted very quickly.

With a sudden tremor of its blue wings, it abruptly rose into the air, narrowly avoiding the crossbow bolts.

"We can't be careless. Tang San is like a hedgehog; we might trip up if we're not careful."

Feng Xiaotian was startled by Zhuge's crossbow and knew he couldn't be careless.

His eyes sharpened, and then he spun his body at high speed in the air.

In an instant, countless cyan wind blades shot out in a fan shape, covering the entire arena.

"Tang San, your struggles are pointless!" Feng Xiaotian's voice echoed in the gale.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he dared not take the attack head-on. He could only flee in terror under the overwhelming wind blades.

The way they desperately tried to dodge was like a mouse being toyed with by a cat, utterly devoid of dignity.

His clothes were torn to shreds by the wind blades, and there were several bloody marks on his back and arms, with blood dripping from his fingertips to the ground.

A sinister glint flashed in Tang San's eyes as he stared at Feng Xiaotian, his heart surging with an uncontrollable killing intent.

That damned Feng Xiaotian dared to make me suffer such humiliation on the stage!

At this moment, the audience below the stage started to discuss among themselves, and those who were not from the three upper sects immediately began to mock Tang San.

"A Soul Master should act like a Soul Master. Don't think you can keep winning just because of connections!"

"What a laughingstock. I don't know how he has the courage to stand on this stage."

These sounds reached Tang San's ears, causing his face to darken instantly.

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Haotian Sect, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect felt ashamed.

Those disciples of Haotian Sect who had a bad impression of Tang San angrily scolded him with dark faces.

"Tang San, stop disgracing the Clear Sky Sect! You and your father may be shameless, but we are!"

Upon hearing these words, Tang San felt a surge of murderous intent.

You bunch of bastards deserve to die.

If I grow up, I will make you all kneel before me!

Tang San secretly vowed to take revenge on the Clear Sky Sect in the future.

But now we are weak and still need their resource support.

Even if they were dissatisfied, they dared not show it on their faces.

Therefore, he could only direct his anger at Feng Xiaotian, thinking of using even stronger hidden weapons to win the match beautifully and slap everyone in the face.

"This hidden weapon was originally meant for Oscar, but since you've become his disciple, Feng Xiaotian, I'll kill you too!"

Tang San thought fiercely, placing his hand on the soul tool.

With a flick of his wrist, two iron gallbladders, one large and one small, appeared in his hand; they were the Mother-Child Soul-Chasing Life-Taking Gallbladders.

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Tang San roared, his voice filled with madness: "Feng Xiaotian, die!"

The next moment, he suddenly flung out the Mother-and-Child Soul-Chasing Deadly Gallbladders. The two iron gallbladders drew a strange arc in the air and instantly approached Feng Xiaotian.

In the audience, Lan Minghua squinted his eyes.

"Is that... the Mother-and-Child Soul-Chasing Deadly Gallbladder?"

This is the hidden weapon that Tang San gave to Dugu Bo in the anime storyline, so Lan Minghua naturally has a strong impression of it.

Although the hidden weapon was very powerful, he was still not worried because Feng Xiaotian was carrying the Three Treasures Pearl and the Black Armor.

The mere Mother-Child Soul-Chasing Darts could hardly stir up any trouble.

However, Feng Xiaotian was not aware of this and felt a fatal threat.

It quickly flapped its wings and soared into the sky, trying to escape the attack range.

However, the speed of the Mother-Child Soul-Chasing Darts was astonishing, catching up with Feng Xiaotian in the blink of an eye.

Then, in full view of everyone, the two iron balls, one big and one small, collided with a bang.

In an instant, hundreds of bone-melting needles shot out, pouring down like a torrential rain.

Feng Xiaotian's expression changed drastically. His fourth soul ring lit up, and a blue storm surged forth, forming a wind wall in an attempt to block the Bone-Melting Needle.

Seeing this, Tang San sneered, "Feng Xiaotian, die!"

In an instant, the Bone-Melting Needle pierced through the wind wall and shot towards Feng Xiaotian's body.

At the critical moment, the three precious orbs flashed and a transparent shield appeared.

The Bone-Melting Needle struck the shield, making a few soft clanging sounds, before being swept away by the storm.

Feng Xiaotian was puzzled, as he did not feel any changes in his body.

"Was he just scaring himself? It was just Tang San bluffing all along?"

Aside from Feng Xiaotian, Tang San was the most shocked.

His eyes widened, and he muttered, "How...how is this possible? My Mother-and-Child Soul-Chasing Darts were actually blocked?"

However, this time Feng Xiaotian will not give him another chance.

With a flap of his wings, he swooped down, unleashing his self-created soul skill, the Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes.

"Tang San, it's over!"

With each strike, the power increases exponentially.

Tang San's soul power was inferior to Feng Xiaotian's, and he was completely helpless against the Gale Wolf's Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes.

Feng Xiaotian's thirty-sixth strike was terrifyingly powerful, the wind blades seemingly about to cleave the arena in two.

The huge wind blade made it impossible for Tang San to avoid it. His face turned pale in an instant, his legs became weak, and his crotch was wet.

Seeing this, the referee from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School on the sidelines suddenly intervened, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda emitted light, amplifying Tang San's speed.

This allowed Tang San to narrowly avoid this fatal blow.

Feng Xiaotian glared angrily: "Referee, what do you mean by this?"

The crowd erupted in uproar, with viewers murmuring, "How could the referee do that? It's clearly biased!"

However, before the referee could explain, there was a loud bang, and he exploded into a cloud of blood mist in front of everyone.

Everyone's attention was drawn by an invisible force, eventually landing on Lan Minghua.

Lan Minghua remained calm, his fingers lightly tapping on the armrest. He coldly said, "The fight continues."

Everyone fell silent, even Gu Rong, Yu Yuanzhen, and Tang Xiao dared not make any rash moves, and only dared to send a telepathic message to Tang San.

"Tang San, admit defeat!" Gu Rong's urgent voice rang in Tang San's ears.

Tang San gritted his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness, but his life was at stake, so he could only run desperately to the edge of the ring.

Feng Xiaotian's soul power was almost exhausted, but he still flapped his wings and a wind blade slashed at Tang San's back.

With a hiss, Tang San's back was torn open and his clothes were stained red with blood.

However, he fell off the ring and lost the match.

Seeing this, the other referee quickly announced the result: "Feng Xiaotian wins!"

(End of this chapter)