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--- Chapter 111 ---

"Then, let's start the second round, shall we?" Yunlong playfully said.

"You..." Tang San looked at Yunlong with widened eyes because he couldn't believe this guy would use his teammates against him.

"Tang San, should we give-!" Ma Xiaotao was about to forfeit this game, but Dai Mubai suddenly moved and launched a claw attack to her face.

Tang San also couldn't respond to her because Xiao Wu and Ma Hongjun launched a relentless attack toward him, which caused a dilemma in his head because he can only dodge and cannot hurt them.

"Xiao Wu..." Tang San muttered with a worried expression while dodging the incoming fist from Ma Hongjun.

Ma Xioatao flew to the air with a pair of flame wings and shifted her gaze to Yunlong, who calmly controlled her teammates like they were puppets.

"We should attack him." Ma Xiaotao launched a burning fireball at Yunlong, who suddenly smirked behind his mask.

"Heh, Are you sure that you're gonna attack me like that?" Yunlong commented while controlling Oscar and Ning Rongrong to become meat shields for him.

"No..!" Ma Xiaotao hurriedly screamed and flew at a fast speed to receive her own attack.

Boom!

"Oh, what a good teammate you are," Yunlong said while looking at Ma Xiaotao, who had received her own attack and got a slight burn injury on her back.

"Thousand Asura!" Ma Xiaotao shouted, to which Tang San responded with a complicated expression.

Tang San released a breath out of his mouth and tried to bind Xiao Wu and Ma Hongjun using the blue silver grass so that he could move toward Yunlong.

"No, No, you can't do that," Yunlong responded while cutting the blue silver grass with his golden cutting threads.

"What a troublesome ability." Tang San looked at the golden threads with a solemn expression.

"We should somehow cut or break these threads off, so he couldn't control them anymore." He continued while observing Yunlong's golden cutting threads with his purple demon eyes.

Ma Xiaotao frowned for a moment and shifted her gaze back to Yunlong, who provoked her by moving Oscar and Ning Rongrong's bodies like they were dancing.

They looked at each other's eyes, and Yunlong graciously waved his hand at her, which caused Ma Xiaotao's mouth to twitch in annoyance.

"Phoenix Transformation..." She suddenly whispered between her breath, and a massive silhouette of a bird covered her body with red and black flames.

Bai Xue, who stood with her fellow maids outside of the stage, suddenly commented, "That flame is slightly better than mine..."

"Eh? How rare to see you praising someone?" Yu Ning'er said while looking at her.

"I'm not praising her! I was just telling that her flame might burn the golden cutting threads." Bai Xue responded with a sharp tone because her flame is not even strong enough to do that.

"She can't..." Chu Xiaoyu suddenly said with her usual quietness.

"What do you mean by that?" Zhu Zhuqing asked while munching a biscuit, which Yunlong gave to her a few hours ago when they were about to travel back to the spirit hall.

"By the way, do you want some?" She gave Chu Xioayu a biscuit, and the kuudere maid nodded her head and took the biscuit.

"Mhm, The thread is too tough..." Chu Xiaoyu quietly said while eating the biscuit, "She can only scratch it."

"I see…" Zhu Zhuqing nodded her head while letting the other two maids arguing with each other.

Back to the stage, Ma Xiaotao, who had transformed into a slightly taller girl, looked at Yunlong with a pair of hateful red eyes.

"Dark Phoenix..!" Ma Xiaotao's body was enveloped with black flame, and she swiftly flew toward Yunlong.

Yunlong casually used Oscar and Ning Rongrong again as a shield, but to his surprise, Ma Xiaotao didn't unleash any attack and stopped right in front of her puppets teammates.

"Burn!" Ma Xiaotao grasped the golden threads that connected to her teammates' bodies.

She tried to burn them with her newly transformed black flame, which was several times hotter and uncontrollable than before.

"It worked!" Ma Xiaotao looked at the threads, which had become slightly thinner than before.

Yunlong amusingly looked at Ma Xiaotao's reaction and chuckled a little because those golden threads weren't even reinforced or strengthened at all, so they were at their weakest.

Not counting the fact these threads have extreme resistance against ice and fire, which Yunlong didn't apply because of the handicap, so Ma Xiaotao should be able to burn them in a couple of seconds.

"Should I harden them a little?" Yunlong pondered because if he does that, they won't even be able to step up more into his game than this.

"Food God, Seven Treasure Glass, Wait a little bit, okay." Ma Xiaotao gritted her teeth in pain because these threads were incredibly sharp.

It took her a few seconds to completely burn a thread, but it's okay because this is working.

'As long as Tang San could bind them down for a moment. I can safely release them from Batman's technique.' So she thought while ignoring her bleeding hands.

'Well…' Yunlong shrugged his shoulders and proceeded to flick his entire left fingers, which triggered Oscar and Ning Rongrong to attack Ma Xiaotao.

Ma Xiaotao didn't dodge their attack and received every single one of them with her body so that she could burn the threads on their bodies.

After sixty-nine seconds, we could see Ma Xiaotao with wounded appearances hugging Oscar and Ning Rongrong, who had already free from Yunlong's grasp.

"Ma Xiaotao..?" Ning Rongrong opened her eyes and saw Ma Xiaotao in an unsightly condition.

"A-Are you okay?" She tremblingly asked with a worried expression.

"I'm okay." Ma Xiaotao hardly smiled because her entire body felt really painful and sore because of those attacks

"I will push you two out of the stage first." She continued while flapping the flame wings and threw Oscar and Ning Rongrong out of the stage.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

"Good job." Yunlong praised while clapping his hands, to which Ma Xiaotao responded with a sharp gaze.

"But, what about the other members of your team?" He added while shifting his gaze to Tang San, who was literally breathing heavily because three people had been beating him up for several minutes.

Without further ado, Ma Xiaotao started to help Tang San, and they quickly freed their teammates from Yunlong's grasp with a price of heavy wounds across their bodies.

"Three Minutes, not bad." Yunlong casually walked toward them, and they were immediately tensed up.

They already threw Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Dai Mubai out of the stage, leaving them alone with Yunlong, which both of them really nervous for some reason.

Yunlong used his movement technique, and his silhouette flickered like a shadow on the stage.

"Behind you..!" Yunlong whispered to Ma Xiaotao's ears.

Ma Xiaotao hurriedly wanted to dodge, but it was too late because Yunlong's hand had already contacted her face.

"Don't worry. I have nothing personal against you." Yunlong's last words before he slapped Ma Xiaotao away into a wall, which caused her to faint instantly.

Bam!

"However, I have something against you." He continued while shifting his gaze to Tang San, who looked at him with a grimaced expression.

"I gave u-!" Tang San was about to finish his words, but Yunlong punched his face, causing him to shut up.

Tang San, who is on the verge of fainted, instinctively used his eight-spider lance to stab Yunlong's body.

The eight spider lances thrusting at a fast speed toward Yunlong's chest, but he nonchalantly caught them with his hands and crushed them into pieces.

Cracks!

"AARRGGHH!!" Tang San screamed in pain.

Tang San's body fell to the stage, and Yunlong stepped onto his back while shifting his gaze to a certain man on the audience seats.

Yu Xiaogang stood up from his seat and looked at Yunlong with a pale expression.

"Do-Don't! Don't do it!!" He shouted on top of his lungs.

Yunlong slightly opened his mask and revealed a grin on his face. "Heh, This is for you…" He said with a cold tone.

He slowly and brutally ripped the eight spider lances off Tang San's back.

Crack! Crack!! Cracks!!!

"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHH!!!" Tang San's painful groan echoed in the great spirit arena.

Yunlong threw the spider lances off and indifferently walked out of stage with a satisfied expression on his face. "Good Fight." He casually commented.

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The arena became completely dead silent while Yunlong and his maids walked away, leaving the shrek seven devils, who have been completely destroyed.