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Chapter 83 - Poison Milk Turns Control? Invincible Spicy Red Sausage!

Dugu Yan's bizarre experience stunned the Royal Fight Team.

But what was even more absurd was that the members of the Seven Wolves Team didn't seize this moment of shock to launch a fierce attack.

They even retreated half a step, giving them some breathing room.

Seriously!

What are you all doing?

We're supposed to be opponents right now!

They were at a standstill.

Yu Tianheng finally endured the duration of the negative status.

He rose anxiously.

He had thought that without him, the main combatant, the situation would be terrible.

He had even prepared to fight seven opponents alone.

But...

Dai Mubai, arms crossed in front of him?

Dugu Yan kneeling to receive a sword?

His teammates confronting the opponents?

What was going on?

No!

A hallucination!

I must have been hit by a new mental Soul Skill!

Who knows, maybe my condition just now was also a mental Soul Skill!

So someone is definitely going to take this chance to attack me?

Yu Tianheng didn't hesitate and immediately activated his Second Soul Ring.

A large number of lightning snakes exploded within his body, abruptly enlarging and transforming into countless arrows of lightning that shot out in all directions.

"Second Soul Skill: Thunderous Force!"

A non-discriminatory area attack!

Even if he was in an illusion, anyone who dared to get close would be paralyzed by the accompanying power of the lightning.

After that, it was his turn. Huh?

Why hasn't anything changed?

Watching Yu Tianheng seemingly battling the air, Dai Mubai's lips twitched.

This kid doesn't seem very bright. Is he really qualified to be my opponent?

"Go die!!!"

A roar that tore through the air resounded.

Dugu Yan's emerald eyes completely turned purple.

Her Third Soul Ring lit up with purple light.

The only part of her that could move, her head, rose up, and she spewed out a thick purple poisonous mist towards Zhuge Lan.

"Third Soul Skill: Jade Phosphorus Purple Poison!"

But.

Zhuge Lan had been prepared, crushing the wine pouch in his left hand.

'System, ignite.'

[Consuming 1 Emotion Point, Ignition Complete!]

BOOM—

The alcohol was ignited by the flames, causing an explosion that in turn devoured the purple poisonous mist. The realgar within it easily purified the snake venom.

Zhuge Lan clicked his tongue in amazement.

This Soul Skill's induced poison was enough to turn a person into pus.

And it was really neutralized by realgar wine? It really is the fantasy genre's floor tile, even Soul Skills follow chemistry.

[Emotion Points +151515]

"Impossible!"

Dugu Yan said in shock.

"What did you do? Where's my Jade Phosphorus Purple Poison?"

Zhuge Lan picked his ear; this woman was so noisy.

This dismissive attitude.

It made Dugu Yan, whose temper was already short, explode!

"Little brat!"

"Answer me!"

"What exactly did you do?"

Seeing the emotion points floating above her head, Zhuge Lan decided to let it be for now.

Suddenly.

Zhuge Lan narrowed his eyes!

Without even looking up.

With his mental detection locked on, he raised his hand and threw out a ray of Holy Light.

"I bless you!"

The Holy Light spanned across most of the arena, landing behind Ma Hongjun, who was watching the show, and enveloping Yu Feng, who was about to launch a sneak attack.

Yu Feng's wind-blade-like Windchime Bird wings hovered over Ma Hongjun's neck, the cool breeze making the latter's mind go blank!

He hastily turned around, only to be met with a drawn-out—

"Aaaaaah~~~"

Ma Hongjun's expression was strange, having a man wail directly in his face.

That look…

Made Yu Feng, who was experiencing "controlled stiffness," feel his scalp tingle!

—Are the people in this team all sick?

In the distance.

Seeing Yu Feng being controlled, Zhuge Lan nodded in satisfaction.

This Holy Light blessing's poison milk was quite good as a ranged control.

Yu Feng, after recovering, was extremely ashamed and angry!

Under the blessing of Holy Light, his energized body erupted with speed beyond his usual level, fueled by his rage.

With a wing slash, he knocked Ma Hongjun over, intending to press his advantage.

"Swish——"

"Swish——"

Two streaks of Holy Light descended, one for healing, the other for control.

Both men froze simultaneously, then synchronized—

"Aaaah~~~" x2

A few seconds later.

They looked at each other in silence, neither attacking nor leaving.

Yu Feng was mortified, his gaze drifting towards Zhuge Lan.

Thinking about how to get around this fatty to take down that guy!

As for Ma Hongjun...

His gaze at Yu Feng became increasingly strange, and he started to move downwards.

Zhuge Lan saw this through his mental detection and felt a bad premonition.

'System, can you tell me what he's thinking?'

[Consume 1 Emotion Point, Psychological Prediction Complete!]

Ma Hongjun: I can't do it myself, but others can!

Zhuge Lan: "…"

Indeed.

Men who are cut off are either perverts or even bigger perverts.

Dugu Yan didn't turn her head far enough to see the situation on the battlefield behind her.

But the fact was that Zhuge Lan had ignored her!

"Hey! You little brat!!!"

She roared in anger—

"Where are you looking?"

"Your opponent is me!"

"It's me!"

Zhuge Lan retracted his gaze, glancing at Dugu Yan.

He was looking down on her.

He could still see a hint of a shadow.

But that was all.

Didn't this guy seem to be seven years older than me?

It's not that much older either.

And with a snake girl already, Zhuge Lan wasn't interested.

He raised his hand again, throwing out a ray of Holy Light, controlling Shi Mo.

The Black Tortoise's turtle shield stopped right in front of Xiao Wu's nose.

"Fight seriously!" Zhuge Lan scolded. "They can handle the other fights themselves, hmm."

"Whoosh—"

Yu Feng descended from the sky, executing a Wing Slash towards Zhuge Lan's head.

And that fatso, Ma Hongjun, was still running behind.

Zhuge Lan's lips curled up.

The setting that flying-type Martial Souls need to use flying-type Soul Skills to fly is simply idiotic.

Clang—

Thorn Armor passively appeared, blocking the attack.

Yu Feng, on the other hand, was knocked back by the reflected damage.

Ma Hongjun, who had caught up, immediately entangled him.

"A defensive Soul Tool?" Dugu Yan shrieked, "Is this how you participate in a Soul Battle? How interesting!"

Oh?

Dugu Yan actually knew about defensive Soul Tools?

Probably related to that person's "weakest Title Douluo" title.

He turned his gaze towards Ma Hongjun.

After making consecutive mistakes, this guy's brain finally started working.

Swallowing the sausage Oscar made, a crimson light ignited in his mouth and instantly spread throughout his body.

It was as if he'd been enchanted.

Then, abandoning defense, his fists rained down on Yu Feng like a storm.

Combined with Phoenix Fire Line.

He was able to momentarily suppress Yu Feng, who was at level 36, with his own level 28 strength, preventing him from escaping.

This was Oscar's third Soul Skill – Invincible Spicy Sausage!

It had only one effect: granting the user a "Invincible Body" state, allowing them to absorb and store all impacts.

Highlight – impacts!

As everyone knew, the effect of force is mutual.

Normally, whether attacking or defending, any physical collision would involve the application of "impact" force against the opponent.

At the same time, the user would also experience a portion of recoil, or counter-force.

In an Invincible state.

The impact directed at Ma Hongjun was completely absorbed.

It was equivalent to a machine gun with a "no recoil cheat," allowing for mindless, continuous output.

Until… Forgot to set the timer. There are two chapters at ten o'clock, ha~

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