Chapter 196: Frustrated Salas
“Objection? What objection do I have? May I ask this white-bearded old man, what mistake have we made?”
Ling Mo sneered disdainfully. If he were representing himself right now, this old man definitely wouldn’t live more than two seconds.
Daring to wink and nudge at him, he must be tired of living.
Unfortunately, Ling Mo was representing Shrek Academy, and he was still a Shrek Academy student, so he couldn’t make a move.
Otherwise, all of Shrek Academy’s efforts during this time would be wasted.
“Mistake? Just one—you turned the Cang Hui Academy students into idiots. Isn’t that enough?”
Salas said angrily.
“Oh? Please tell me, how did you determine it was us who did it, and not that they were idiots to begin with?”
Ling Mo remained completely unmoved. This matter had nothing to do with him from the start.
“You… stinking brat, are you courting death?”
For the first time being treated disrespectfully by a child, Salas nearly exploded. Regardless of whether Ling Mo had made a mistake, he wouldn’t let Ling Mo off.
A powerful aura instantly released. He wanted to use this aura to deter Ling Mo.
“Hm? What, want to make a move?”
Ling Mo cast a cold glance over, and a burst of strong light appeared, instantly devouring all of Salas’s soul power.
“What!”
Salas was utterly shocked inside. His soul power suppression had been devoured by Ling Mo in an instant.
What other secrets does this kid have?
“How about using this opportunity to get rid of him?” Salas thought in his heart about how to eliminate Ling Mo.
This was a great opportunity. Ling Mo had offended him repeatedly. As a person of noble status, executing an arrogant, disrespectful-to-elders junior should be fine.
No one would say anything about it, right?
“Good kid! You’ve offended me repeatedly, disrespectful to elders, arrogant—today, I’ll teach you a proper lesson on behalf of your elders…”
No sooner had the words fallen than Salas directly activated his martial soul. However… his soul rings hadn’t lit up yet.
“Bishop Salas, please show some self-respect…”
At this moment, a person appeared behind him—it was Dugu Bo.
He lightly placed one hand on Salas’s shoulder, and immediately, his aura vanished completely.
“What? Dugu Bo, are you thinking of intervening?”
Salas said with a gloomy expression.
“Haha, interesting, interesting! You dare bare your teeth at me? And teach me a lesson?”
At this time, Ling Mo stood up from his seat.
No sooner had Ling Mo spoken than the hand Dugu Bo had on Salas’s shoulder suddenly increased its force, instantly pressing Salas down.
At this moment, Salas was completely shocked. Dugu Bo was actually willing to become enemies with Spirit Hall for a mere brat?
He didn’t know that Ling Mo was the Ghost Gate sect master, only that Shrek Academy had received Ghost Gate’s sponsorship and support.
“Dugu Bo, what do you want to do?” Salas was pinned down and couldn’t get up. He was merely a Soul Douluo—what could he use to fight Dugu Bo?
Even if Dugu Bo was the weakest, dealing with a Soul Douluo was still possible!
It was just that he considered many factors and often chose not to fight these power-type soul masters.
This led everyone to think he was afraid and couldn’t win.
“Bishop Salas! This is not a place for you to act wantonly. Others may fear your Spirit Hall, but I don’t.
We’re here this time to investigate the truth of this tournament incident, not for you to teach lessons to whoever you please…”
Dugu Bo replied coldly.
“You two, why not heed my advice and not ruin the harmony…”
At this time, the good-natured Ning Fengzhi stood up to mediate. Though Spirit Hall and Ghost Gate fighting to the death would be very beneficial to them.
But right now, Ghost Gate was on the same side as him, and he didn’t want to lose such a powerful ally.
“Hmph…”
Dugu Bo let out a cold snort, released Salas, and then returned to his seat.
Ling Mo looked at Salas’s frustrated face and said amusedly, “Bishop Salas, how does it taste?”
“Hmph, you’re ruthless!”
Salas was like a mute eating bitter herbs—he had bitterness but couldn’t speak it!
He didn’t know why Dugu Bo would openly attack him for a mere brat.
A guess faintly formed in his heart.
With Dugu Bo insistent on protecting Ling Mo, Salas couldn’t make a move even if he wanted to.
Moreover… he had originally planned to disqualify Shrek Academy from this tournament.
But… Ghost Gate was also part of this tournament’s organizing committee, and Dugu Bo definitely wouldn’t agree.
“I wonder, does Bishop Salas have any more doubts?”
Ling Mo continued looking at him, very much wanting to hear what else he could say.
“This tournament explicitly stipulates no malicious injury. Why did you beat the opponents into idiots…”
Seeing the hard approach wouldn’t work, Salas prepared for a strategic victory.
“Malicious? I’ve already made it very clear—’malicious’ isn’t quite appropriate, is it?
Cang Hui Academy’s martial soul fusion skill is a seven-in-one fusion skill, creating an illusory realm.
Bishop, you should be very clear on the pros and cons of an illusory realm, right?
We… did nothing, just happened to break their illusory realm by chance.
In other words, the reason Cang Hui Academy’s students became idiots was entirely their own fault.
The harm caused by the illusory realm being broken is a soul backlash.
It has nothing to do with us. If you still don’t believe it, that can only mean you’re ignorant and stupid…”
After Ling Mo finished, he looked at Salas amusedly.
His last sentence deliberately threw the problem back, with the purpose of disgusting Salas.
If he still had doubts, it proved he was stupid. And if he had no doubts, he could no longer trouble Ling Mo.
Or rather, he was even more stupid!
Ling Mo had clearly set a trap for him, and he had no choice but to jump in.
Regarding illusory realms, everyone present knew something about them, more or less!
As for illusory realm backlash, they probably knew a bit, but weren’t familiar with it.
Which one of the strong experts present would have the face to say in front of so many people that they didn’t know?
“The matter is already clear. Does Bishop Salas have any more doubts?”
At this time, Dugu Bo spoke again. In truth, he really wanted to laugh inside.
Ever since Salas entered this door, he’d been frustrated nonstop.
He was familiar with Ling Mo and knew how formidable Ling Mo was at scheming—no one could compare to that black-bellied nature.
Salas was so frustrated!
“Hmph, we’ll see…”
Salas had no more words in the end and harshly threw down this sentence before leaving.
“Haha, take care! No need to see you off. Elderly folks shouldn’t wander around carelessly, or you might kick the bucket one day…”
Salas slunk away dejectedly, and Ling Mo didn’t forget to land one last blow.
“Heh, Xiao Mo! Pissing him off like this—you’re not afraid he’ll give you all trouble later?”
Even Ning Fengzhi couldn’t help laughing.
“Exactly, this Salas is famously vengeful. Your upcoming matches are going to be tough…”
Even Gu Rong laughed, though he was quite worried about Shrek Academy’s next matches.
“No matter. This guy can’t pull off any tricks! He’ll definitely report this to Spirit Hall when he goes back.
I’m really looking forward to what Spirit Hall does next?
Old monster, keep a close eye on your side. If need be, strike first…”
Ling Mo thought for a moment, then said to Dugu Bo in the end.
He never liked being passive; best to turn passive into active.
“Don’t worry! I’ve been watching him the whole time. As long as Spirit Hall dares to move, I’ll take them all, no matter how many come…”
Dugu Bo had been extremely arrogant lately.
What a joke—he had six Titled Douluo in hand now, plus himself making seven. Who was he afraid of?
