Chapter 58: Can’t You Afford To Play?
Another world without internet, unable to play games, so Meng Huaifeng’s fourth Soul Skill Dream Entering Divine Mechanism became everyone’s pastime, played like a virtual game every day.
Meng Huaifeng said: “No problem, do you want to shield abilities, so inside you’re just like an ordinary person?”
“Sorry, I was wrong.” Xing immediately lowered his head and said sincerely.
“Hmph.” March 7th proudly lifted her chin.
Looking at Bibi Dong who seemed quite normal, Meng Huaifeng rubbed his chin, wondering if he should try using an illusion to resolve the resentment in her heart.
The Continental Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament officially began.
Now, Shrek Academy’s team was undoubtedly the weakest among the finals teams in terms of strength.
Xiao Wu was not in the participating team, obviously she didn’t come.
In their first battle, Tang San had to expose the secret of his twin Martial Spirits, the Haotian Hammer, to barely win the victory.
The reappearance of the Haotian Hammer caused an uproar, and everyone looked at Bibi Dong, wanting to know Spirit Hall’s reaction.
Bibi Dong made no move; for her, Tang Hao was not an enemy but a benefactor. If Tang Hao hadn’t injured Qian Xunji, she wouldn’t have had the opportunity to kill him.
Actually, for Tang San, Bibi Dong was also not an enemy. The one who forced Tang San’s mother to death was Qian Xunji, and Bibi Dong killed Qian Xunji, which was equivalent to avenging his mother’s death for him. Calling her a benefactor was completely reasonable.
Objectively speaking, Tang San and Bibi Dong actually had no grudges and even owed each other favors…
This was quite absurd.
Bibi Dong had no intention of taking action, but that didn’t mean Qian Renxue, who had exposed her identity and returned to Spirit Hall, didn’t.
Whether to eliminate Tang San, this future confidant threat in advance, or for revenge, Qian Renxue had ample reason to kill Tang San.
Qian Renxue, who already knew the grudges between her mother and father, obviously couldn’t kill Bibi Dong for revenge and could only transfer the hatred to Tang Hao and his son.
Considering Spirit Hall’s authority, Qian Renxue didn’t act immediately; she was waiting for Tang San’s team to lose and the tournament to end.
The Continental Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament prohibited external items, so no matter how powerful Tang San’s hidden weapons were, they couldn’t help him.
In the third round, Shrek Academy versus Star Luo Royal Academy’s first team—Shrek Academy had no immortal herbs, no Martial Spirit Fusion Skill, and relying only on Tang San’s Tang Sect Secret Arts and Haotian Hammer, they obviously couldn’t turn the tables.
In the Soul Fighting Arena, Dai Mubai was stepped on and humiliated by Davis, mocked for not even being able to keep his fiancée; Yu Tianheng had long been knocked out by the Martial Spirit Fusion Skill Underworld White Tiger; even Soul Venerable Tang San alone faced the siege of four Soul Sects, with the Eight Spider Lances broken and no power to turn the tide.
“Little monsters, don’t be discouraged. You’re too young; fighting this far has already met my expectations. Four years from now, in the next tournament, that’s when you’ll truly shine.” After the match, Yu Xiaogang comforted the dejected crowd.
Dai Mubai’s face was ashen; he had no next time. As the defeated, he would soon be taken back by the Star Luo Empire.
“Let’s go back and cultivate hard, aiming to win the championship next time.” Yu Xiaogang encouraged.
“Sorry, you can’t leave. By order of the Venerable, capture the son of the criminal who killed the Pope, Tang San.”
A team of guardian Spirit Masters walked up to the Shrek Academy group.
Right under the nose of Spirit Hall’s Pope, others didn’t dare act, but only Yu Xiaogang, who felt secure against Bibi Dong, recklessly stepped forward.
However, it was useless; this team of Spirit Masters answered to the Venerable Hall, not the Pope.
When no one pointed it out, Bibi Dong could turn a blind eye, but now it was completely out in the open, so Bibi Dong couldn’t openly let Tang San go.
“Spirit Hall’s clownish clowns, how dare you harm my son? Get lost!”
A low voice suddenly rang out, exploding in the air like thunder. The voice wasn’t loud, but the Haki it contained made everyone’s bodies tremble involuntarily.
A black figure silently appeared in mid-air, a massive hammer smashing unstoppable toward the guardian Spirit Masters grabbing at Tang San. If it hit, they would undoubtedly become a pile of meat paste.
“This person’s condition is very bad, full of internal injuries, old wounds not healed and new ones added, poison deep in the bones, still alive only by a breath.” Dan Heng looked at Tang Hao’s sunken eyes and determined.
“Tch, body’s like this and he can still be as wild as before.” Meng Huaifeng admired, vaguely remembering that two years ago when Tang Hao blocked them, he was just as wild.
“He’s indeed here, Golden Crocodile Grandfather, it’s up to you!” Qian Renxue’s voice rang out from a secluded spot.
Then a burly figure in golden robes appeared before Tang Hao, catching Tang Hao’s attack with just a pair of bare palms.
Ninety-eight level Titled Douluo—even Tang Hao at his peak was no match, let alone in his current broken state.
Even using Explode Ring, Tang Hao couldn’t escape with Tang San. Once the Explode Ring time ended, the powerful backlash instantly shattered the already spent Tang Hao’s tendons and bones, killing him.
“You killed my dad, I want you dead!” Tang San’s eyes turned bloodshot, like the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara, countless hidden weapons greeting the Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Two years passed, Tang San’s hidden weapons had upgraded somewhat, but without Dugu Bo’s medicine garden, many advanced hidden weapons simply couldn’t be manufactured.
The Golden Crocodile Douluo sneered, his large hand slapping toward Tang San. Tang San didn’t even dodge, various hidden weapons shooting onto the scales formed after Martial Spirit Possession, clanging to the ground, unable to even break defense.
“Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!”
“Pfft!”
No matter how strong the technique, in the face of absolute strength, it’s just a clown.
Tang San was slapped to death on the spot by the Golden Crocodile Douluo!
Dead!
Qian Renxue had no intention of capturing him alive to interrogate his secrets; she had long instructed the Golden Crocodile Douluo to kill Tang San directly.
In that illusion, even after Tang San died, he was revived by cheating from the God Realm’s gods; she feared capturing Tang San alive might lead to another accident letting him escape, so a dead Tang San was more reassuring.
Meng Huaifeng scratched his head: really dead? Seemed a bit hasty.
Could it be that the mastermind behind Tang San wasn’t the Asura God King? Why didn’t he secretly intervene?
Wait, remembered: the God Realm guys were busy chasing Uncle Yang, probably the Asura God King had no time to pay attention to Tang San.
“Boom!”
The sky above Spirit City suddenly cracked open, a massive passage appearing in the sky.
Then dozens of figures flew out from the passage, terrifying divine might released without restraint, enveloping the entire Spirit City.
Divine might like prison—even Bibi Dong, this limit Douluo, didn’t dare move under this terror, enduring without kneeling was the result of her utmost resistance!
Meng Huaifeng stared dumbfounded at the sky, ranting wildly in his mind.
No way, Asura God King, are you sore loser?
You didn’t watch Tang San properly, leading to his death, so you personally came down? And brought so many people?
