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Chapter 82 - Chapter 82: Little Catgirl Zhu Zhuqing Forcefully Embraces Tang San, Causing Dai Mubai to Scream in Anger

Chapter 82: Little Catgirl Zhu Zhuqing Forcefully Embraces Tang San, Causing Dai Mubai to Scream in Anger

"What… what did you do, Tang San?" Zhu Zhuqing's voice trembled as her body froze under the hypnotic grip of Tang San's stolen Fox Charm Eyes. Pressed against him, her vision blurred, unable to break free.

"I didn't do anything, Little Catgirl. Let me go—I wasn't ready. Let's fight again," Tang San said, feigning innocence. He gently grasped her hand, pretending to push her away but applying no real force. Her warm, soft embrace was too enticing to resist.

"Why can't I move?" Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed, sensing something off but unable to pinpoint it. Tang San's innocent expression suggested a Blue Silver Grass support-type couldn't overpower her, yet she was immobilized. "Am I stuck holding him forever?" she thought, mortified, especially with Dai Mubai watching.

The audience, initially cheering Zhu Zhuqing's swift takedown of the "weak" Tang San, grew puzzled as she held him motionless. Xiao Wu, in the stands, fumed. "That catgirl's bullying Xiao San! She doesn't need to cling like that!" She blew a massive, angry bubble, nearly charging the ring until Hu Liena restrained her.

"Calm down, Xiao Wu. Tang San can't beat her—he should concede," Hu Liena said, her fox eyes narrowing with suspicion. Zhu Zhuqing's trance resembled a spiritual skill, but how could Tang San wield one?

Dai Mubai, meanwhile, seethed with rage. "Zhuqing, my fiancée, hugging Tang San in public? Does she even care about me?" His fists clenched, eyes red with jealousy. "She's not humiliating him—she's treating him better than me!" Recalling past tensions between Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing, he growled, "How dare she betray me? I'll teach her a lesson." He moved to intervene, but Zhu Zhuqing's voice cut through.

"I surrender!" she shouted, her consciousness fading. Fearing Dai Mubai's wrath and further embarrassment, she had no choice. The hypnosis lifted, and she shoved Tang San back several meters, nearly knocking him down.

Tang San steadied himself, scratching his head with mock embarrassment. "I know you let me win, Little Catgirl. Thanks, but I don't care about the outcome."

Zhu Zhuqing frowned, unconvinced. "A Blue Silver Grass user can't control me mentally. Someone helped him." Her gaze shifted to Hu Liena. "That Level 45 foxgirl, his senior sister… she must've interfered." Glaring at Hu Liena, she stormed off the ring, vowing to remember her.

Hu Liena, sensing the hostility, muttered, "Why's she glaring at me? I didn't do anything." Then it clicked. "Is it because of Tang San?" She watched him wave shamelessly to the booing crowd, who believed Zhu Zhuqing threw the match. "What a shameless guy," she grumbled, yet Xiao Wu cheered, "Brother San won! He's awesome!"

Hu Liena rolled her eyes. "That foolish rabbit—nobody else is clapping."

Tang San joined them, shrugging. "She let me win, Xiao Wu."

"Win's a win!" Xiao Wu beamed, grabbing his arm. "Our two-on-two's next—let's go!" As they headed off, Tang San caught Hu Liena's curious stare and Dai Mubai's murderous glare from behind.

In the two-on-two area, Tang San and Xiao Wu prepared as the Three-Five Combination. Dai Mubai's jealousy burned hotter, his fiancée's actions and Tang San's victory fueling his rage. Zhu Zhuqing, still fuming, suspected Hu Liena's involvement, deepening her rivalry. Flender, watching, grew warier. "Tang San's hiding something," he thought, adjusting his glasses.

Tang Hao, in the shadows, gripped his hammer. "That wasn't a support skill. Xiao San's playing a deeper game." The Shura Field intensified—Xiao Wu's loyalty, Hu Liena's intrigue, Zhu Zhuqing's anger, and Dai Mubai's fury all swirled around Tang San. With Infinite Steal, the H2R, and Rasengan, his plan to disgrace Yu Xiaogang neared its climax, with Bibi Dong's arrival looming.

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