Chapter 21 The Victory of Three and Five Combination
"Zhu Qing!"
Oscar rushed forward without hesitation, his eyes filled with anxiety and worry.
Tang San's eyes flashed with a ruthless glint as he retrieved another Zhuge Divine Crossbow loaded with bolts from the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night.
Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, unleashing a volley of bolts, clearly aimed at killing Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing.
After all, this battle of spirits was far from over!
Oscar quickly spread his arms to shield Zhu Zhuqing, his body radiating golden light.
The bolts struck the golden light, sparking numerous sparks. Although they didn't directly pierce through, the impact penetrated, causing Oscar considerable discomfort.
Tang San's Zhuge Divine Crossbow was incredibly powerful, capable of killing even Soul Kings and Soul Emperors at its strongest.
After a volley of bolts, Oscar suffered internal injuries, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.
However, he didn't retreat a single step, even though Lan Minghua had once taught him to dodge if he couldn't block.
Behind him was Zhu Zhuqing, his junior sister, and no matter what, he would never abandon her.
Zhu Zhuqing's face was ashen, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. At this moment, Oscar seemed incredibly powerful to her.
Since birth, no one had ever risked their life for her like this.
Compared to Dai Mubai, Oscar was like heaven and earth.
Tang San grinned maliciously, grabbing another fully loaded Zhuge Divine Crossbow.
"I don't believe you can stop this!"
Oscar remained silent, simply raising his right hand and giving Zhu Zhuqing a thumbs-up.
"Zhuqing, it's up to you!"
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were resolute as she swallowed the sausage and cured meat Oscar had offered her as he shielded her.
"Leave it to me, I will not betray your trust!"
In an instant, her soul power erupted like a volcanic eruption, deflecting the crossbow bolts.
Her body, injured by the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, suddenly unleashed even more astonishing speed.
Tang San quickly pulled the trigger, sending several bolts flying.
However, Zhu Zhuqing's speed was too fast, like a black lightning bolt.
Even the Purple Demon Eye couldn't see her clearly; at most, it could only catch a blurry afterimage.
Tang San, having recently exhausted too much of his soul power due to his eagerness for quick success, was currently in a weakened state.
Trying to dodge, he found his body as heavy as lead.
Zhu Zhuqing appeared before Tang San almost instantly, her eyes flashing with icy coldness.
Her fingers had turned pitch black, the very same Nine Yin White Bone Claw from the Nine Yin Manual.
"Die!"
she roared, her claws lashing out at Tang San's chest, the tip carrying a sharp, piercing force that seemed to tear the air apart.
Tang San couldn't mount an effective defense and, with a hiss, took the full force of the blow.
Blood splattered instantly, revealing the white bone beneath the wound.
Zhu Zhuqing, having grown up in a harsh environment, had developed a ruthless nature, believing that those who kill will be killed in return.
If Tang San wanted to kill her and Oscar, then she could kill Tang San as well.
This attack nearly disemboweled Tang San, sending him flying backward.
Xiao Wu, bound by Blue Silver Grass, followed Tang San as he was thrown back.
The two ultimately crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, having lost the battle.
The audience was deeply shocked by the sudden turn of events, and the arena fell silent.
Then, thunderous applause erupted spontaneously, honoring the victors of the battle—the Ao-Zhu duo!
Zhu Zhuqing showed no joy at the victory; she rushed towards Oscar.
Tang San's crossbow bolt had pierced Oscar's golden aura.
"Oscar, are you alright?!"
Zhu Zhuqing rushed over and caught the collapsing Oscar in her arms.
"Great, I finally won."
Oscar's weak voice came through the air. Before losing consciousness, he shakily offered Zhu Zhuqing a small sausage.
"The crossbow bolt was poisoned. Eat this to detoxify!"
He used his last strength to say this before completely losing consciousness.
Zhu Zhuqing ate the sausage, biting her lip as she made a shocking gesture that silenced the entire arena.
She carried the unconscious Oscar in a princess carry and slowly walked out of the arena.
Although it was very strange for a woman to carry a man in a princess carry, not a single audience member laughed at Oscar.
If it weren't for him shielding Zhu Zhuqing from a fatal injury at the last moment and giving her sausages and preserved vegetables to aid her recovery... This battle of spirits is likely to be won by Tang San using hidden weapons.
Oscar's actions are something few in the audience could do.
What right do they have to ridicule a true hero?
Zhao Wuji, in the audience, looked pleased and led the applause.
The rest of the audience joined in, and the entire Great Spirit Arena was filled with applause.
This resounding applause was only for the victors of this battle, the Ao-Zhu duo.
As for Tang San and Xiao Wu's San-Wu duo, they had long been forgotten by the audience. The victor is king
, the loser is villain—the principle is that simple.
Outside the arena, Zhao Wuji had been waiting for a long time.
He took Oscar from Zhu Zhuqing's hands and said softly, "You two are seriously injured, come with me."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, her eyes filled with worry: "Teacher Zhao, will Oscar be alright?"
"Don't worry. The Great Spirit Arena has stood the test of time for many years; its healing methods are naturally excellent."
Without healing spirit masters, countless spirit masters would have died or been crippled.
In addition, treatment is also a source of income, and the Great Soul Arena won't miss it.
Zhao Wuji looked at Zhu Zhuqing with the eyes of an old father, making Zhu Zhuqing a little embarrassed, a blush appearing on her cheeks.
"Teacher Zhao, please take Oscar and me to get treatment quickly."
"Alright, alright, I'll take you there right away."
Zhao Wuji smiled and led Zhu Zhuqing to the treatment, secretly thinking, "Oscar, you're really lucky."
Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything, this old man saw through something.
Because a woman's blush is more powerful than a long dialogue.
As for Tang San and Xiao Wu, that's none of Zhao Wuji's business.
Those who kill people from the academy deserve to die.
Plus, he got the true identity of the black-robed man from Flander that night.
Combined with the inexplicable words Lan Minghua said to him, he understood everything.
Tang San was the black-robed man, Tang Hao's son.
If he had been the one taking the test that day, Tang Hao would have killed him, not Lan Minghua.
After all, he didn't possess Lan Minghua's strength to defeat a Title Douluo.
In the past few days, he had finally understood what Lan Minghua meant by "calamity."
To him, it was a life-saving grace!
Of course, in the original story, Tang Hao only gave him a good beating.
However, that night, Zhao Wuji only witnessed Tang Hao's brutal and ruthless side.
Furthermore, Tang Hao had lost a leg and an arm to Lan Minghua, leaving him crippled, perhaps even dead.
Therefore, he wouldn't feel any burden even if his attitude towards Tang San was hostile. He
would leave everything to Flander, after all, he was the dean.
At this moment, on the southern edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, Tang Hao finally awoke.
Several days had passed since that night.
He had used his last strength to reach this place, ultimately collapsing unconscious.
However, thanks to his tenacious vitality, he had survived.
"Damn it, I must kill that bastard!"
However, how could a cripple like him seek revenge against Lan Minghua?
This roar not only brought him nothing useful but also attracted spirit beasts.
Just as Tang Hao was about to get up, several humanoid soul beasts blocked his path.
They were a group of Fusion Apes; as for their hobbies, you can refer to the story next door.
However, in the Douluo World, Fusion Ape soul beasts are not limited by gender.
Tang Hao wanted to resist, but found that he didn't even have the strength of a Soul King.
"No, don't come any closer!"
Thus, Tang Hao was about to experience the most unforgettable time of his life.
Meanwhile, Lan Minghua, who was causing him this ordeal, was having a great time.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for accepting Dugu Bo as a disciple, gaining 800 Master Points. Currently, you have 1000 Master Points. Would you like to participate in the lottery?]
"1000? You damn system, did you swallow 200 of my Master Points?!"
(End of Chapter)
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