Chapter 239 – Defeating the Heaven Dou Second Team in Ten Seconds
Shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh shh... Countless cold lights shot out in front of Qian Ruchuan. Gu Chen activated his second soul skill, Bone Armor; Yu Tianheng used his third soul skill, Thunder Wrath, his body covered in lightning, transforming his hands into dragon claws to protect his face. Xiao Wu activated Invincible Golden Body, and Dai Mubai used White Tiger Protective Barrier.
As for Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar, they were swept up by Blue Silver Grass blades, letting out sharp, anguished screams.
All the Spirit Hall soul masters, except for Qian Xunji, were dumbfounded. The scene before them was dazzling and overwhelming—Qian Ruchuan, like a one-man army, launched precise attacks at all seven members of the Heaven Dou Second Team. Everyone was shocked, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Ah Yin and Qian Renxue were aware of how powerful Qian Ruchuan's hidden weapon-style Blue Silver Grass leaf blades were, but they hadn't expected them to be this outrageously strong. With a single move, he had taken out the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy's second team's two support members—Tang San included. Half of their team's strength was instantly gone at the start of the match.
Behind Qian Ruchuan, the members of the Tianshui Team were also in shock. At the Great Spirit Arena in Soto City, they had witnessed this kind of display before—but at that time, Qian Ruchuan had only targeted Tang San alone. This time, however, he was attacking seven people at once—it was beyond imagination how he managed such coordination.
"Ah—!" ×3
"Ah—!"
Initially, Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar all screamed together, but soon it became just Tang San. Ning Rongrong and Oscar had turned into two bloody figures. Their school uniforms from Heaven Dou Imperial Academy had countless slashes—though any glimpses of exposed skin were mostly obscured by blood.
Qian Ruchuan stopped attacking Ning Rongrong and Oscar out of concern he might kill them. For the remaining five members of the Heaven Dou Second Team, the leaf storm didn't let up. The barrage that had turned Tang San into a human pincushion didn't stop once he failed to block the Blue Silver Grass blades. Instead, it treated him like it did Oscar and Ning Rongrong—countless blades cut his skin, blood gushing from the wounds, soaking his uniform and turning him into a blood-soaked figure.
When Tang San collapsed, now a bloodied mess, the entire process had taken less than ten seconds. Qian Ruchuan ceased his attack, his face showing exhaustion and red veins visible in his eyes.
To precisely target the entire Heaven Dou Second Team with his Blue Silver Grass leaf storm using the Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart—without causing death but inflicting serious injury—was extremely mentally taxing. Hitting critical areas like the eyes or lower body would've had devastating consequences. Though the attack only consumed thirty percent of his soul power, it drained seventy percent of his mental strength.
As the leaf storm dissipated, the entire Pope's Plaza fell silent. No one from the Heaven Dou Second Team moved; a lingering sense of fear remained in their eyes. Even though they had used soul skills to defend in time and weren't severely injured, the terrifying image of that overwhelming storm was deeply imprinted in their minds.
"Brother!!"
Xiao Wu's piercing scream rang out, snapping the Heaven Dou Second Team back to reality.
"Move!"
Gu Chen's fourth soul ring lit up under his feet—he was about to use his Soul Devouring Spider Emperor Martial Soul to create a black hole and inject poison into the Tianshui Team members.
Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai's soul rings also lit up in preparation for action—but Qian Ruchuan raised his hand and calmly said:
"Wait a moment."
"If you keep fighting, three lives will be lost in this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament."
The Spirit Hall members were stunned. So were the standing members of the Heaven Dou Second Team. Gu Chen's pupils shrank—why did this scene feel so familiar? Right! Wasn't this exactly what had happened yesterday when he defeated the Spirit Hall Team?
Qian Ruchuan smiled faintly:
"Look at your teammates behind you. Will you surrender to save their lives, or continue fighting? I wonder how much more blood they can lose. Two hundred-thousand-year soul bones… If it were me, I wouldn't know what to choose either."
Gu Chen, Yu Tianheng, and Dai Mubai turned their heads. Tang San, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong, who had been swept by the Blue Silver Grass blades, lay collapsed on the ground, their blood pooling around them. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before they bled out completely.
"Heaven Dou Imperial Academy Second Team surrenders!"
Ning Fengzhi made a decisive call. He didn't care about Oscar or Tang San, but Ning Rongrong was his beloved daughter. Not only that, but he had invested heavily in her—buying the Delicate Immortal Herb, exhausting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's assets across several generations to evolve her Martial Soul into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. If she died, the sect could never carry on the name "Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School," nor would the Pagoda be passed down.
Tang Xiao had no objections—his nephew Tang San was among the injured three. No matter how valuable a hundred-thousand-year soul bone was, it wasn't worth his nephew's life. If Tang San died, how could the Clear Sky Sect ever rise again? How would they repay Spirit Hall for the humiliation they had endured all these years?
As soon as Ning Fengzhi declared surrender, he stood up, raised his hand, and summoned the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which appeared in front of him radiating a gentle light.
He spoke softly, "Go."
The pagoda spun three times in his hand before floating into the air and expanding rapidly. In an instant, it grew into a ten-meter-tall tower hovering in midair. A soft glow shot out from between Ning Fengzhi's brows and entered the tower, his own body now shining with the same radiant light.
Bone Douluo also stood up, quietly taking his place beside Ning Fengzhi. Though he didn't release his Martial Soul, he emitted a menacing aura, faintly protecting Ning Fengzhi.
"The Seven Treasures are named: Three for Soul."
"The Seven Treasures are named: Six for Boost."
A rainbow glow enveloped the entire arena. The bleeding from Tang San, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong's bodies stopped.
Ah Yin also stood up, releasing her Martial Soul. Three golden rays entered Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar, healing their wounds. However, she didn't restore their vitality—they weren't members of Spirit Hall, after all. A little gesture was enough.
Qian Xunji gazed toward the Star Dou Great Forest, waiting for the Titan Giant Ape to arrive. He was ready for a show!
Qian Renxue stared at Xiao Wu, a greedy look in her eyes. She was itching with anticipation.
Her spirit ring... her spirit ring... her 100,000-year eighth spirit ring!
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