Chapter 339: Sky Shatterer VS Sword

Without a doubt, tactically, the Shrek Squad was clearly at an advantage. Through Du Bai's constant teleportation and the subtle application of misfortune upon the opponents, any enemy mistake could lead to them losing a member. Of course, all of this was contingent on Tang San being able to defeat or at least hold off the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint. Otherwise, it would all be in vain.

The four members of the Unbeatable Squad could not find a solution to this and could only continue pursuing Du Bai and the others.

The Great Beast Fighting Arena was quite large, with a diameter of several hundred meters. Additionally, the four couldn't move in a straight line because the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint and Tang San occupied the center of the battlefield. Entering their combat zone at this level would be suicidal. The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint had clearly instructed them that when he was facing an opponent, no one was allowed to interfere in his battle; otherwise, he would kill even his teammates.

The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint paid no attention to the other battlefield. All his focus was on Tang San.

Although arrogant, he never underestimated his enemies. Before each match, he would learn as much as possible about his opponents. The Shrek Squad was no exception. After learning about these humans, he felt no threat. The precisely controlled icicles might pose a slight danger, but the difference in cultivation levels, combined with his powerful bloodline, gave him complete confidence in defeating his opponent quickly. Of course, he needed to keep the match longer than three minutes to ensure substantial earnings.

However, in that instant of their initial clash, the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint immediately realized that his opponent was not easy to deal with. The opponent had managed to break free from his spiritual locking and evade his attack that combined physique, bloodline, and spirit.

He had used over seventy percent of his cultivation in the previous strike. It wasn't a full hundred percent to allow for quick adjustments, and he believed that seventy percent of his power was enough to tear apart over ninety-nine percent of the opponents in the Great Beast Fighting Arena.

The fact that his opponent could evade, not even engage head-on but simply avoid his powerful strike, indicated, at the very least, that the opponent’s spiritual power surpassed his own. This was something the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint had never anticipated.

The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint's spiritual power was extremely close to the peak of the ninth order. Even if his opponent's spiritual power was at the peak of the ninth order, it should have been nearly impossible to break free from his spiritual lock unless the opponent's bloodline abilities were specifically related to spiritual power.

The heavy sword in his hand slowly rose, pointing once again at Tang San.

In the face of the immense pressure from the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint, Tang San stood there unmoved, his expression unchanged, as if he was not affected in the slightest.

Of course, his spiritual power far exceeded that of the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint. Yes, he was also at the peak of the ninth order, but his peak was different from that of the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint. Even without considering his divine consciousness, his spiritual power was much stronger than that of others at the same order.

Ever since obtaining Sky Shatterer, he had been tempering his spiritual power with Heavenly Fire Essence Iron. The tempering made his spiritual power extraordinarily solid, creating more space in his sea of consciousness to accommodate more spiritual power. His purified spiritual power was extremely dense, and whenever its intensity became too high, a portion would be absorbed by his divine consciousness.

Tang San knew he couldn't break through to godhood anytime soon, so he focused most of his efforts on refining his spiritual power. Although the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint's spiritual power was not weak, locking onto Tang San was no easy task.

Their standoff lasted for nearly ten seconds.

On the other side, Du Bai activated the teleportation array again, transporting his teammates again.

The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint couldn't hold back any longer and made his move again. Brilliant golden light infused his heavy sword, which he lifted at lightning speed. Previously steady as a rock, he transformed into a storm, sweeping toward Tang San.

Tang San did not intend to clash with the charging Lion-Tiger Sword Saint directly. The space around him subtly distorted as his figure flickered, moving like a wisp of smoke through the massive golden sword beams. It was the Tang Sect's ultimate movement technique, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

At this moment, Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track made him seem like a ghost, transforming into numerous phantoms surrounding the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint. He weaved through the powerful golden sword beams, narrowly evading the fierce Lion-Tiger Golden Astral. Their figures flickered and crossed continuously, yet strangely, there was no collision. The battle was silent, as if they were merely dancing around each other.

The audience was starting to become restless. Those who had followed the "guaranteed victory" suggestion and bet on a three-minute win were roaring angrily, curses and chaotic shouts rising in waves.

However, those who truly understood the match held their breath, intently watching the movements between the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint and Tang San.

Before the battle began, no one expected that he would be the one standing against the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint and not the ice-controlling expert known for his headshots.

What kind of cultivation did the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint possess? Being called the number one in Kali City's Great Beast Fighting Arena was no exaggeration. Preventing humans from becoming nobles was an unwritten rule, and he was now the gatekeeper of the final battle instead of Yu Xi. When the Ancestral Court's overseers arrived in Kali City and heard that the last match would involve the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint, they knew that the arena was fully intent on upholding that rule.

But who could have expected that this human in front of the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint could weave through his powerful sword intent and entangle the number one powerhouse of Kali City?

Without a doubt, the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint's expenditure was greater than Tang San's. Below the tenth order, although bloodline power could constantly recover, it was not infinite. The difference in their cultivation levels was evident, yet the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint couldn't land a hit on his opponent, which was extremely remarkable.

Occasionally, green light flickered around Tang San. This was the Wind Astral of the Wind Tiger Transformation, and he was using it not for attack or defense but to increase his speed.

Even in his previous life, Tang San had never used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to this extent. His level hadn’t been high enough before becoming a god, and after becoming a god, he didn't need it. At this moment, he was also immersed in the various insights brought about by his continuous evasion.

The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint was like a blazing furnace, constantly erupting. Tang San moved around the edges of this furnace, finding gaps where he wouldn't be scorched, continuously weaving in and out.

This opponent was truly pressuring him. The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint was not only powerful but also extremely composed. He seemed like a natural warrior, facing any change in battle with calmness. In this short time, his sword technique changed multiple times, and he constantly sought openings and tried different ways to attack Tang San.

The Lion-Tiger Sword Saint quickly realized that he was inferior to his opponent in terms of speed, evasion, and spiritual power. However, the human’s cultivation was at the eighth order, so he had the advantage there.

The Golden Astral energy released by the heavy sword lingered in the air, forming golden patterns that floated in place. The intense bloodline aura in the air was continuously increasing. This was consuming the Lion-Tiger Golden Astral, but strangely, the lingering energy seemed to cause a feedback, stimulating the Lion-Tiger Sword Saint's bloodline to ignite. With each attack, the golden light around him grew brighter. Golden flames were rising around his body, and as the Golden Astral energy filled the air, the space for Tang San to maneuver became increasingly smaller. The crisscrossing sword beams constantly restricted his evasion space.

From beginning to end, Tang San never clashed head-on with him, nor did he seem to attempt to break out.