The second soul ring skill of the Clear Sky Hammer, and it was a full-force attack. Tang San may have asked himself if his soul power was stronger than that of the Iron Brothers, but facing their all-out final blow, he didn't dare to take it head-on.

  However, a situation that made Tang San's eyes widen in shock occurred. The two iron hammers that were flying towards him suddenly split apart mid-air. One chased after Xiao Wu's rising figure, while the other arced through the air and smashed into him. The Iron Brothers' second soul ring skill actually had a homing effect.

  At this time, the bodies of the Iron Brothers had been tightly wrapped by the Blue Silver Grass, with thorns piercing their flesh and toxins taking effect. They could no longer move. Their eyes shone with a hopeful light, hoping that the final blow would be effective, as long as they could knock down Tang San, the entanglement on their bodies would also be resolved.

  What to do? Amidst the flashing lights, Tang San had already made his decision. A Blue Silver Grass without thorns rose into the air, accurately wrapping around Xiao Wu's slender waist, and with a burst of strength, he flung her out diagonally.

  Just as Tang San had judged, the Iron Brothers' iron hammer could follow and track their opponent, but only within a certain angle. It wasn't infinite tracking. He swung Xiao Wu in the opposite direction of the iron hammer, and indeed escaped the range of the iron hammer's solitary attack.

  However, it was precisely because Tang San had focused his energy on Xiao Wu that he himself no longer had time to react, and the other iron hammer had already arrived in front of him at the same time as he threw out Xiao Wu.

  In the midst of crisis, Tangmen's martial skills were fully displayed. As the iron hammer approached, a strong gust of wind enveloped his entire body. Tang San's double palms activated the Xuan Yu Hand, and his body rapidly rotated. All his internal energy was released in a controlled manner, almost instantly turning around and slapping out seven palms that simultaneously hit the head of the iron hammer.

  Iron Hammer was finally controlled by the deviation of one foot under the action of Tang San's Xuan Tian Wu Shuang, and although Tang San's body flew out with a loud crash, he wasn't hit head-on after all.

  A loud crash, the iron hammer fell to the ground, Tang San's body rolled in mid-air, and before he even landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

  The little dancer in the air saw Tang San get injured and spit blood, suddenly furious, "Bastards, you're looking for death."

  Her two hands lifted simultaneously, without any sound of breaking the air. Four dark shadows shot out from her sleeves, targeting Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger. The shadows' target was precisely their eyes.

  Xiao Wu couldn't learn Tangmen's hidden weapons, but mechanical ones were a different story. Whatever Tang San had, she almost always had a similar set on her body. At this moment, in great anger, she didn't care about the consequences and directly used her silent sleeve arrows.

  Made by Tang San, this silent sleeve arrow has extremely strong penetrating power. Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger may have sturdy bodies, but once their eyes are shot, it's not just a matter of being blinded; the sleeve arrow is powerful enough to pierce through their brains.

  At this time, Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger had already been completely restricted by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass. After using the All-or-nothing skill, their own soul power was greatly reduced, and the paralyzing toxin took advantage of the opportunity to invade. Wanting to move a single finger was already a luxury, let alone dodge Xiao Wu's sleeve arrows. Before the sleeve arrow arrived, the momentum it brought had already stimulated their eyes to feel numb, and in their hearts they secretly cried out that their lives were at an end.

  "Xiao Wu, no!" Tang San's urgent voice rang out as his right hand swiftly drew from his waist, four cold lights flying out at an angle.

  Ding ding ding ding four light sounds, the four sleeve arrows were almost knocked out of flight at a distance of only one inch from the eyes of Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger.

  It turned out that Tang San had taken out four willow-leaf flying knives from the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night and flung them out at the critical moment. Although the speed of the flying needles was faster, their weight was far inferior to that of the sleeve arrows, not enough to withstand the attack of the sleeve arrows, and the flying knives were much heavier than the flying needles.

  However, this was also thanks to Tang San having the Purple Extreme Magic Eye, with its astonishing eyesight, plus his familiarity with the speed of the sleeve arrows he had created; otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to save the Iron Brothers.

  Xiao Wu landed on the ground with a flip, "Xiao San, what are you doing?" At this time, her pretty face was red with anger, staring fiercely at the two Ti brothers.

  Tang San shook his head at Xiao Wu, "They are also a must-save for the enemy, my injury is not serious." His gaze turned to Tie Long and Tie Hu, whose faces had already turned pale, "You two, shouldn't we have won this Soul Duel?"

  Tie Long and Tie Hu nodded hastily. "Thank you for saving our lives, little brother," said Tie Long. "We admit defeat."

  Tang San withdrew the Blue Silver Grass, took a deep breath, and his meridians transmitted a burning pain. Fortunately, he hadn't directly collided with the opponent's attack. Moreover, the Xuan Tian Gong was an orthodox superior internal skill of the Daoist school, which provided excellent protection for himself. Years of cultivation were equivalent to constantly nourishing his internal organs, so as long as he went back and adjusted his breath for a while, nothing would happen.

  When Tang San and Xiao Wu walked out of the two-on-two arena, Dai Mubai's group had also finished their own battles. Today could be said to be a happy ending for everyone, except for Zhu Zhuqing who lost to Tang San. Everyone else obtained victory in their battles. With these two victories, Tang San and Xiao Wu each gained two points and twenty gold coins.

  "Where's the Dean?" Tang San asked Dai Mubai.

  Dai Mu Bai helplessly said: "Heaven knows where he went, he has made arrangements, let's end the fight and go back first."

  When the five walked out of the arena, they could still hear the cheers and applause. Although today's battle couldn't be said to have brought great benefits, Tang San felt that he had gained something from this hostile real-life battle. Especially in his fight against the Iron Brothers, he saw the true power of the Tool Spirit. Each type of spirit has its own characteristics, as long as they are used properly, they can produce a huge effect.

  In terms of strength, he and Xiao Wu were clearly above their opponents, but it was precisely because they had underestimated them that they almost lost. Tang San couldn't help but recall the words his master had once said: in a battle between soul masters, one must first understand the opponent's skills; if that can't be done, then everything should be treated with extreme caution. Even low-level soul masters might possess deadly soul techniques.

  "You all go back first. Just now, the principal told me to go to his store for a while." Ma Hongjun said suddenly. A pair of small eyes flickered with a few sparks of excitement.

  Dai Mu Bai's face revealed a hint of a smile that was not quite a smile. "Then we'll head back first, you be careful."

  "Dai Lao Da, are you going?"

  "Don't go, stop talking nonsense, let's go." Dai Mu Bai glared at him with a bad temper, but the corner of his eye drifted towards Zhu Zhu Qing.

  Pangzi's reaction was somewhat slow, and he didn't catch the meaning in Dai Mubai's eyes. His chubby face flushed with excitement, "Let's go together. Didn't you say that women don't count as people or resources?"

  "Get out! I don't have such poor taste as you."

  Ma Hongjun let out a somewhat dissatisfied hum, but facing the flashing anger in Dai Mubai's evil eyes, he opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't dare to confront this Evil Eyed White Tiger for a few sentences, and turned to leave.

  "Where did that lecherous fatty go?" asked Xiaowu.

  Dai Mu Bai burst out laughing and said: "You've already called him a lecher, what else can he do? The evil fire is uncontrollable, huh?"

  Xiao Wu said in a bad mood: "Going to harm girls again? I really suspect that his Soul Master's variation is related to his innate personality."

  Dai Mu Bai said: "It's not a disaster, you don't know that there is a place in this world called Qu Lang?"

  Tang San said somewhat disbelievingly, "You're saying that the Dean will take Ma Hongjun to that kind of place?" He had heard of such places in his previous life and naturally knew what they were.

  Dai Mubai said, "This is also an unavoidable matter. Ma Hongjun's martial soul, apart from that flaw, is one of the most powerful existences among beast-type martial souls, and he is also considered a direct disciple of the principal. Can't let him give up on cultivation or watch him self-destruct."

  "Men are all filthy."

  Xiao Wu smiled and said, "Zhu Qing, sister, your striking surface shouldn't be too big, okay? Tang San is very clean. Unlike Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun."

  Dai Mu Bai said in a bad mood: "Fine, your Tang Xiao San is as pure as ice and jade, we are all dirty, okay? But I have much better taste than Fatzi."

  Xiao Wu immediately put on a "this is how it is" expression, which made Dai Mu Bai feel a wave of frustration. He shook his head helplessly and stole a glance at Zhu Zhu Qing, only to find that she was also looking at him, her gaze seemingly even colder than before. The little girl snorted and suddenly walked up to Dai Mu Bai, "Is your taste better than his?"

  Dai Mu Bai was taken aback, unsure of how to respond. "Zhu Qing, I..." He had already realized his mistake, that he shouldn't have said such a thing, regardless of whether it was a high-end or low-end profession, whether it was a phoenix in the grass hut or a courtesan, what difference did it make?

  Zhu Zhuqing's eyes suddenly filled with disdain and contempt, "You're fifteen? You make me sick." After saying that, he turned around and left.