Chapter 29: Starlight Force Field, Hammering Tang San

The reason Ye Feng was able to deflect the arrows from Tang San's Zhuge Crossbow was due to a recently awakened talent—the Starlight Force Field.

The Starlight Force Field shares the same origin as the Star Domain. However, since this talent isn't particularly strong, it couldn't condense into a fourth Soul Ring. Instead, it merged into his third Soul Ring, directly increasing the age of his third Soul Skill to 40,000 years.

This Soul Skill essentially turned Ye Feng into a supercharged version of Magneto. He could control all objects within a hundred-meter radius using the force field, with the control strength increasing the closer the objects were.

In fact, at this moment, with just a thought, Ye Feng's force field could crush Tang San's head.

Changing the direction of the Zhuge Crossbow's arrows was naturally a piece of cake.

"Not bad weapon. Keep going."

Ye Feng smiled slightly, not in a hurry to act. He wanted to see what Tang San was capable of now.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of losing.

Although he hadn't fully matured yet, his current combat power allowed him to dominate anyone below the level of a Soul Saint. This level of strength was more than enough for self-preservation during the "Dou Yi" era.

Moreover, with his trump cards—"Summoning Di Tian" or even "Summoning the Silver Dragon King"—he was invincible below the god level.

"Damn it!"

"I refuse to believe this!"

Seeing Ye Feng's arrogant demeanor, Tang San gritted his teeth, his anger reaching its peak.

Normally, Tang San wouldn't be provoked by such tactics.

Originally, Tang San had planned to at least humiliate Ye Feng or make him pay a price, even if he couldn't win, to avenge his previous humiliation. But now, his plan had failed, and he felt his pride was at stake.

What made it worse was that Xiao Wu was watching from below! Moreover, from the corner of his eye, he could see that Xiao Wu's gaze was entirely fixed on Ye Feng, even radiating admiration, her eyes sparkling with admiration! His own woman admiring someone else! Who could tolerate this? Without hesitation, Tang San pulled the trigger, emptying the entire magazine.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"

Four arrows shot out, sealing off all of Ye Feng's escape routes! Countless strands of Blue Silver Grass shot up from beneath Ye Feng's feet, tightly binding his legs.

To be extra cautious, Tang San also unleashed his Eight Spider Lances from his back, while activating the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track with his feet. His entire body moved in an extremely bizarre and swift manner as he charged toward Ye Feng.

The poison from the Eight Spider Lances couldn't even be neutralized by Oscar's detoxifying sausages, and their sharpness could pierce through Zhao Wuji's defenses. He refused to believe Ye Feng could withstand this.

Although it seemed like Tang San had unleashed many attacks, all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

"Interesting."

Seeing this, Ye Feng remained standing in place.

The four arrows aimed at him naturally veered off course without any suspense, brushing past him and stirring a cold breeze.

As for Tang San's seemingly bizarre yet incredibly fast movement, Ye Feng still showed no intention of dodging. Instead, he slowly extended a hand toward Tang San and spoke calmly...

"Starlight Force Field, Condense—"

As Ye Feng's words fell, Tang San, who had been darting around the battlefield, suddenly felt countless invisible threads in the air tightly binding him. His originally light and elusive movements came to an abrupt halt, and his speed plummeted.

Finally, his body was twisted into an extremely bizarre and unnatural posture, completely immobilized on the spot! No matter how Tang San struggled, he couldn't move an inch.

However, the Eight Spider Lances behind him could still move slightly, making Tang San look like a toy, somewhat comical in a strange way.

"What kind of Soul Skill is this? How can it have such strong control…" Tang San was filled with shock and humiliation in his heart.

Although he was immobilized, his consciousness remained crystal clear.

This made him feel an endless sense of shame!

But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free. He wanted to use his Purple Demon Eyes to attack Ye Feng's mind, but due to his earlier repeated movements, he was now facing the Shrek group when he was immobilized. He couldn't even see Ye Feng's face, let alone launch a mental attack…

This made him feel utterly frustrated.

Not only that, he also noticed that Xiao Wu's gaze was still completely fixed on Ye Feng, and the admiration in her eyes seemed to overflow.

At this point, Tang San completely lost it.

"Ye Feng! If you have the guts, let me go! Let's fight fair and square!! What kind of skill is it to use such despicable methods?!"

Tang San had been too stimulated, his eyes wide with rage, and he even seemed to lose his rationality, his words becoming somewhat foolish.

However, before Ye Feng could speak, Xiao Wu was already displeased and spoke up first, "Third Brother, what are you talking about! Ye Feng has already shown mercy. If you don't admit defeat, are you not embarrassed enough?!"

"Xiao Wu, you… I… Ugh!!"

Already furious, Tang San was now stabbed in the back by Xiao Wu's words. His anger surged, and with a mouthful of blood, he collapsed to the ground, fainting on the spot.

"Hey, this wasn't my doing. He fainted from anger…"

Ye Feng quickly released the force field control, raising his hands to show his innocence, lest Tang San try to pin the blame on him.

After all, this was just a sparring match. If someone died, it would be troublesome for him.

Especially if Tang San died—who knew if Tang Hao would go berserk and fight him to the death…

He didn't have any bodyguards around now, and if Tang Hao self-destructed with nine Soul Rings to take him down, he might not come out unscathed.

"The match is over. Ye Feng wins."

Soon, the referee's voice rang out, and staff quickly came up to carry Tang San away.

However, it was clear to everyone that Tang San had simply fainted from anger.

With the robust physique of a Soul Master, even fatal injuries could often be healed. Fainting was nothing serious and he would recover quickly.

Seeing this, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and then entered his private restroom through the rest area, a small perk for the winner.

…

On the other side, after receiving basic healing from an ordinary healing-type Soul Master in the Soul Battle Arena, Tang San, though still unconscious, was fine.

The Shrek group quickly gathered around him.

"Tang San, are you alright?!"

"Xiao San!"

Their eyes were filled with concern and worry. After all, under Yu Xiaogang's guidance, they had developed a bit of camaraderie.

Especially Yu Xiaogang, who was heartbroken.

After all, Tang San was his precious treasure. If something happened to Tang San, who would he test his various theories on...

"He just fainted, no need to worry so much," Xiao Wu said with a pout, even adding some sarcastic remarks on the side.

After all, she possessed the Admiration of the Strong Mentality, and she had an innate disdain and disgust for those who failed.

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