Soul Land 5: The Rebirth of Tang San Chapter 341: Suppression

Chapter 341: Suppression

Spinning like a top, Tang San unleashed blow after blow, each strike more powerful than the last, his terrifying strength continuously pouring forth. Within mere moments, he had struck the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint more than twenty times.

The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint was forced to retreat step by step, unable to withstand the increasing power of Tang San’s attacks. Even more terrifying was that he could barely hold onto his own sword. Despite continuously infusing it with bloodline power, the sword grew hotter and hotter, changing from gold to red-hot. The intense heat even began to scorch his palms. Thê sourc𝗲 of this conte/nt n/o/v/(𝒆l)bi((n))

Why? Why was this happening? He was more powerful than his opponent. Yet, he was being suppressed without any chance to counterattack. Even a brief moment to calm down and channel his bloodline power would make a difference, but the previously evasive opponent was now attacking ferociously, giving him no opportunity.

A scream rang out again as another member of the Unbeatable Squad fell.

Tang San’s domination over the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint undoubtedly boosted his teammates’ morale. Wu Bingji fully utilized his control over the ice element, completing a triple-accelerated ice spear attack with the strong support of the Chrono Croc Transformation. The final acceleration, aided by Gu Li’s abilities, caused the opponent to misjudge, and the icicle pierced directly through the eye into the brain, achieving a headshot.

With four against two, the suspense regarding their team’s victory was rapidly diminishing.

Wu Bingji now deeply understood why Tang San had said he would showcase his true strength today. Even his teammates had no idea how Tang San achieved it. At this moment, Tang San was even suppressing a formidable opponent like the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint. Only now did they realize just how powerful Tang San had become.

To the strong beings in the audience, the match seemed strange. The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint was clearly stronger, yet he was also clearly being suppressed. Even god-level powerhouses found this challenging to comprehend.

Tang San had already used three bloodline abilities in this battle. Besides the Wind Wolf Transformation that everyone could see, he had used the Elephant Demon Transformation’s War Stomp against the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint’s own wide-area attack, and the Peacock Transformation’s spatial teleportation to evade the subsequent slash.

Under his powerful spiritual control, Tang San could disappear and reappear in the same spot. This execution could be described as exquisitely precise even under normal conditions. Moreover, the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint’s slash was potent enough to tear through space. Attempting to phase between dimensions and return to the same place carried the risk of being torn apart by spatial rifts. Even the Peacock Great Demon King would teleport to a distant location in such a situation. But Tang San dared to do it; his understanding of space as a former God King gave him an absolute advantage at this moment. Thus, he accomplished something the Peacock Great Demon King wouldn’t easily attempt. Who on the scene could tell he used the Peacock Demon clan’s abilities?

The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint was indeed powerful. Tang San was going all out. At this moment, his bloodline power surged within him, and the Disorder Wind Splitting Hammer was pushed to its limit, not giving the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint any chance to recover.

This can’t go on!

The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint realized that if the continuous attacks continued, he would be unable to hold on. He was unable to catch his breath under Tang San’s relentless assault, and his chest was in pain, indicating internal injuries that were growing more severe by the moment. His heavy sword, now heated to a high temperature, was starting to take damage. This sword was extremely valuable and had excellent conductivity for bloodline power, but it was beginning to falter under the pressure.

If it weren’t for his strong Lion-Tiger Golden Astral, any metal would have already melted under the heat of the Heavenly Fire Essence Iron.

His heavy sword once again blocked the hammer, but the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint didn’t fully resist this time. Instead, when Sky Shatterer struck his sword, he allowed the flat of the blade to slam into his chest and send him flying backward.

Once he finally took a solid step, the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint spat out a mouthful of blood. To his dismay, his heavy sword could no longer withstand the heat and pressure. The upper half of the blade drooped limply. The combination of high temperature and continuous attacks had destroyed the weapon that had served him for so long.

However, being knocked back gave him a chance to catch his breath. Spitting out a mouthful of blood looked severe, but it expelled the clotted blood inside him, making him feel much better. Simultaneously, he took a deep breath, intending to adjust the flow of his bloodline power.

But he had only half-finished this deep breath when a fierce gust of wind was already in front of him.

When Tang San sent him flying, he understood what the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint was trying to do. Using the rebound force, he spun again, and without hesitation, he let go of Sky Shatterer, sending it flying toward the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint.

This was the thirty-fifth hammer strike, and after being boosted thirty-four times, the force behind this strike was unimaginable. Sky Shatterer caused a sonic boom, instantly catching up to the injured Lion-Tiger Sword Saint. Boosted by the Wind Astral, Tang San also shot forward like lightning closely following the hammer.

Want to catch your breath? Keep dreaming!

As the head of the hammer rapidly enlarged in his view, the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint felt a suffocating sense of frustration. He let out a roar and let go of the broken heavy sword, his Lion-Tiger Golden Astral flaring wildly. He punched out with his right fist, golden light bursting forth. This time, he couldn’t care about his injuries worsening. He had to prevent Tang San from getting close enough to use that hammer technique again.

As he punched out with his right fist, his left hand clawed through the air, summoning a massive claw shadow. At this moment, the solid foundation of the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint was evident. Although he was only half recovered, his Lion-Tiger Golden Astral was still overwhelmingly powerful. The massive claw shadow swept down at Tang San.

Boom—

Sky Shatterer collided with his right hand and was flung away, but a series of cracking sounds came from his right fist, clearly indicating that the bones of his hand were shattered.

Under the violent Disorder Wind Splitting Hammer, the crushing nature of Sky Shatterer, and the scorching heat of the Heavenly Fire Essence Iron, the fact that his arm wasn’t shattered along with his fist was a testament to his impressive strength.

The claw shadow he had summoned was already in front of Tang San. At this moment, like him, Tang San had no weapon in hand. The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint was confident that if he could temporarily push this guy back and catch his breath, even if his right hand was temporarily crippled, he could defeat his opponent. His opponent was at the eighth order, and the continuous attacks just now must have consumed a lot of energy. As long as he could get himself together, he was confident he could tear Tang San apart.

However, he saw a slightly mocking look in Tang San’s eyes.

The Wind Astral gathered behind him, forming a pair of azure wings. As Tang San charged forward, the wind wings flapped behind him. He drew a graceful arc in the air, easily bypassing the tiger claw. Just as his speed triggered a sonic boom, he once again reached the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint.

The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint didn’t hesitate and kicked out with his right leg, golden flames rising in his eyes. He had no choice but to burn his life force. The moment Tang San got close again, he made a decision. Compared to preserving his health, killing this opponent was the most important; otherwise, he might die today.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened.

A purple-gold color burst from Tang San’s eyes, and at the same time, the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint felt his body freeze.

The next moment, his sea of consciousness felt as if it had been struck by a massive hammer. It violently surged, extinguishing the life force he had just ignited. The Lion-Tiger Golden Astral that had been blazing out suddenly went out.