Dai Mubai launched himself into the air and attacked the two Xuanwu Tortoise Soul Masters, while Tang San remained standing on the ground—he was the core of all the Blue Silver Grass. At that moment, Dai Mubai was gently pulled back by the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around his waist, returning to the ground just as that Lightning Dragon Claw swept past barely above his head.
The Lightning Dragon Claw unleashed by Yu Tianheng traveled a full twenty meters through the air before dissipating. Wherever it passed, the air warped violently, erupting with heart-palpitating crackling sounds.
The battle ignited amid those crackling sounds. After landing, Dai Mubai didn't pause for even a moment. The Shrek Seven Devils' seven-as-one core tactic—centered on Tang San—wasn't their first time deploying it in real combat. The idea was to unite the strength of all seven, narrowing the gap with their opponents.
Dai Mubai extended one foot and swept it sideways, striking straight toward the legs of the Shi brothers in front of him.
At the same time, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing surged forward, circling around either side of the Shi brothers and rushing toward the rear of the Imperial Fighting Team.
The Shi brothers' tortoise shells slammed down, their legs retracting into the shells in the nick of time. Just as Dai Mubai's sweeping kick was about to strike the shell, the Blue Silver Grass coiled around his waist pulled again, tugging him back a meter and causing the kick to pass through empty air.
If Tang San had only the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, he couldn't have controlled every strand of Blue Silver Grass with such precision—after all, pulling required force, and achieving that level of perfect control was far from easy. But he also possessed the Tang Sect's Crane Control Dragon Catch. Relying on this special technique, he had achieved complete command over the battlefield.
Tang San had seen clearly when Dai Mubai's tiger claws struck the opponent's shell earlier. He understood that the defensive power of these two Xuanwu Tortoise Soul Masters was not something any of their side's soul skills could breach at this stage. If Dai Mubai's kick landed on the tortoise shell, he would likely injure himself before hurting the enemy.
And as the only main fighter whose soul power was comparable to the opponents', Dai Mubai absolutely could not be damaged lightly.
High in the air, Yu Tianheng watched his Lightning Dragon Claw strike empty air. After a brief moment of stunned pause, he stepped onto the tortoise shell of the Xuanwu Tortoise Soul Master below him, his body accelerating violently as he charged straight toward Tang San behind Dai Mubai. The arm of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon swung again, launching another Lightning Dragon Claw—only this time, the target was Tang San.
As the captain of the Imperial Fighting Team, Yu Tianheng had already realized that the most important figure on the opposing team was not the strongest fighter, Dai Mubai, but rather that Control-type Soul Master who wrapped Blue Silver Grass around every teammate—the Thousand Hand Asura.
If he could break through that point, the opponent's formation would collapse on its own.
When Yu Tianheng's Lightning Dragon Claw was unleashed again, he was already face to face with Tang San on the battlefield. To his surprise, he found that the Control-type Soul Master's eyes had completely turned purple. With a subtle shift in footwork, the entire figure seemed to become unreal.
Through that strange footwork, his upper body remained still, yet he had already shifted horizontally eight feet to the side. The ferocious Lightning Dragon Claw could only slam into the ground.
Tang San's feet traced the Ghost Shadow Phantom Trail. His first soul ring blazed with light as countless strands of Blue Silver Grass surged up from the ground, wrapping toward the airborne Yu Tianheng. At the same time, the Blue Silver Grass coiled around his companions' waists went taut in an instant. In that split second, a bizarre scene unfolded across the entire battlefield.
On the Imperial Fighting Team's side, the Black Leopard Soul Master Ao Siluo had already lunged to meet Zhu Zhuqing's charging figure.
In the air, the Wind Chime Bird Soul Master's first soul ring also blazed bright. With a sharp, whistling gust of wind, he dove toward Xiao Wu, the front edges of his arm-wings having become razor-sharp like blades. This was his first soul skill—Wing Blade.
But just as these two agile assault-type Soul Masters of the Imperial Fighting Team were about to reach their targets, their opponents vanished without warning. In the instant of disappearance, Xiao Wu even waved at the Wind Chime Bird Soul Master, Yu Feng, with a smile on her face—clearly, all of this had been part of the plan.
Two graceful silhouettes were flung into the air—not forward, but backward. Rising along with them was the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, Dai Mubai, in front of the Xuanwu Tortoise Soul Masters. All three of the Shrek Seven Devils' main attackers retreated simultaneously. They had only one target.
"This is bad. It's a trap—charge!" Dugu Yan's face changed drastically as her serpentine body surged forward at top speed. The other members of the Imperial Fighting Team also sensed the danger. But their reaction was still a beat too slow.
A surge of rich purple-red flames erupted from Ma Hongjun's body. Then, as both of his soul rings lit up simultaneously, a pillar of purple-red fire as thick as a thigh roared forth, blasting straight toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Master, Yu Tianheng, in the air.
Everything happening before their eyes had been calculated by Tang San. Dai Mubai's attack was merely bait to lure the opponent in. Having already learned that the Shi brothers were Xuanwu Tortoise Soul Masters, how could they possibly believe Dai Mubai would be able to finish them off in such a short time?