The green light sphere shot out from Tang San's palm and expanded instantly. Under his deliberate control, the web's coverage area had shrunk considerably, but its density had increased dramatically—even a white light sphere of that size couldn't pass through it.
White and green, the two colors of light collided in midair. The moment they made contact, Tang San's expression changed.
With a tearing sound, the white light sphere actually burst free from the incredibly resilient web binding. It was spinning at high speed, and what had appeared to be a perfectly smooth surface was actually brimming with cutting force.
A strand of Blue Silver Grass lashed out immediately after, but just as the web binding couldn't stop the white light sphere, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass struck it and failed to alter its trajectory in the slightest—all that happened was the Blue Silver Grass itself snapping.
After two contacts, if Tang San still couldn't judge the intensity of this white light sphere, he wouldn't deserve to be the Great Master's disciple. He understood in an instant—the Soul Power contained within this white light sphere must be everything Huo Wu had left after unleashing her third Soul Skill twice, and it had been compressed. The entire sphere was locked onto him entirely under her mental control. In his current state, without a skill of his own that could fully condense Soul Power the way she had, there was simply no way to block it.
Of course, the one thing Tang San had overlooked was that this white light sphere wasn't merely everything Huo Wu could output—it was everything she could output through her Fusion Ring skill. Its power even exceeded the sum total of all her Soul Power condensed together.
To defeat Tang San, she had already sacrificed any chance of continuing in the tournament. Her sole objective was to take down the young man in front of her.
Just as the white light sphere was about to slam into Tang San's body, his figure suddenly vanished.
That was no unexplained disappearance. Blue Silver Grass being ineffective against the white light sphere didn't mean it had no use at all.
Two strands of Blue Silver Grass struck the ground hard, and using the reactive force, launched Tang San's body into the air. Right when the white light sphere pursued from below and was about to catch up to him, a Blue Silver Grass shot from Tang San's hand and wrapped directly around Huo Wu's waist.
At this point, Huo Wu had already expended all her Soul Power—there was absolutely no chance to resist. She only felt a tightness around her waist, and the next instant, Tang San's body had already enlarged before her eyes in an instant.
That's right—Tang San had used Huo Wu as his target, leveraging her body weight to change his direction in midair and hurtling straight toward her.
Under the pulling force, his speed through the air naturally increased dramatically. The two of them weren't far apart, and they collided almost in the blink of an eye.
Huo Wu instinctively raised both arms to push Tang San away, but Tang San simply spread his hands apart and neutralized both of her pushing palms. The instant their bodies collided, a strand of Blue Silver Grass had already bound their bodies tightly together.
Huo Wu felt a tremendous force, and Tang San's body turned—Huo Wu naturally ended up positioned in front of him, like a human shield. And that white light sphere was hurtling toward them with a whistling cry.
Blank. In that instant, Huo Wu's mind had gone completely blank. Once that white light sphere had been locked onto Tang San, even she couldn't alter the attack. But now, in this moment, she had become the shield standing between Tang San and certain death.
She could never have imagined that this battle would end like this. She knew she had already lost. But she truly couldn't accept it—couldn't accept it…
Am I going to die? Huo Wu knew better than anyone how devastating her own attack was. She knew that in her current physical state, she had no chance whatsoever of withstanding that kind of impact. The result would be the same as Tang San's Blue Silver Grass—shattered to pieces.
Fine. If I'm going to die, then at least you're coming down to hell with me. Huo Wu suddenly threw both arms wide and embraced Tang San tightly, even abandoning the last shred of Soul Power she had for defense. She believed that even after the white light sphere pierced through her body, it would still inflict devastating damage on Tang San.
While holding Tang San in a crushing embrace, driven by the hatred surging in her heart, she bit down hard into the muscle on his shoulder. The bite was savage—as her teeth clenched, she already felt warm liquid flowing into her mouth.
But at that very moment, Huo Wu suddenly heard a low sigh from Tang San beside her ear. "Why did it have to come to this?" His body seemed to be rotating. Her arms, which refused to release their grip, suddenly felt something burst out from behind Tang San, and she could no longer hold on—her hands loosened naturally. But between the two of them, there was still the binding of Blue Silver Grass, keeping them pressed tightly together.
Unfortunately, Tang San had neither the time nor the inclination at this moment to feel the fiery, elastic body pressed against him.
"Sister—!" Huo Wushuang cried out in alarm. Every member of Infernal Academy was screaming, but they were already too late to rush into the arena.
Shrek Academy's side was shouting as well, and both groups charged toward the field almost simultaneously.
But what they saw was Tang San suddenly turning around once more—not only did he stop using Huo Wu as his own shield, he had become Huo Wu's shield instead.