Chapter 81: Poisonous milk turns into control? Tyrant spicy red sausage!

Chapter 81: Poisonous milk turns into control? Tyrant spicy red sausage!

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The bizarre encounter of Dugu Yan threw the Royal Fighting Team into disarray.

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

They even took a half-step back, giving them room to recover.

Seriously!

What are you all doing?

We're opponents right now!

A stalemate ensued.

Yu Tianheng finally endured the duration of the negative status effect.

He anxiously got up.

He had assumed that without his main combat strength, the situation would be terrible.

He had even prepared to fight seven opponents alone.

But...

Dai Mubai standing with his arms crossed?

Dugu Yan kneeling to catch a sword?

Teammates facing off against their opponents?

What's going on?

No!

Hallucination!

He must be under the influence of a new mental-type soul skill!

—Perhaps the state he was in just now was also a mental-type soul skill!

'So, someone must be trying to attack me while I'm vulnerable?'

Yu Tianheng didn't hesitate and directly activated his second soul ring.

A large number of lightning snakes exploded from his body, suddenly enlarging and transforming into countless lightning arrows, blasting out in all directions.

"Second Soul Skill: Thunderclap!"

An indiscriminate area-of-effect attack!

Even if he was in a hallucination, as long as an opponent dared to approach, they would be paralyzed by the accompanying lightning force.

After that, it would be his turn to...

Huh?

Why didn't anything change?

Watching Yu Tianheng fighting wits with the air, Dai Mubai's lips twitched.

Does this kid, who doesn't seem too bright, really qualify to be his opponent?

"Die!!!"

A roar that tore through the vocal cords echoed.

Dugu Yan's emerald green eyes completely turned purple.

The third soul ring lit up with purple light.

Her only mobile head raised, and she spat out a thick purple mist of poison towards Zhuge Lan.

"Third Soul Skill: Azure Phosphorus Purple Poison!"

But...

Zhuge Lan was already prepared, crushing the wine bag in his left hand.

'System, ignite.'

[Consuming 1 Emotion Point, ignition complete!]

"Boom—"

The alcohol was ignited by the flames, causing a combustion that devoured the purple poisonous mist, and the realgar within easily purified the snake venom.

Which made Zhuge Lan click his tongue in wonder.

The venom spurred out by this soul skill was enough to turn a person into pus.

It was really dissolved by realgar wine?

As expected of the Xuanhuan genre's basic element, soul skills also involve chemistry.

[Emotion Points + 151515]

"Impossible!"

Dugu Yan said in horror—

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

Zhuge Lan picked at his ear, this woman was so noisy.

This disdainful attitude.

Made Dugu Yan, who was already short-tempered, explode!

"Kid!"

"Answer me!"

"What tricks did you play?"

Looking at the Emotion Points floating above her head, Zhuge Lan decided to ignore her for now.

Suddenly.

Zhuge Lan narrowed his eyes!

Without even raising his head.

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

"I bless you!"

The Holy Light crossed most of the Soul Arena, landing behind Ma Hongjun, who was watching the show, enveloping Yu Feng, who was about to launch a sneak attack.

Yu Feng's blade-like Wind Chime Bird wings hovered over Ma Hongjun's nape, and the cool breeze that blew past made the latter's mind go cold!

He hurriedly turned around, facing a drawn-out—

"Ah~~~"

Being yelled at in the face by a man, Ma Hongjun's expression was very strange.

That look...

Made Yu Feng, who was in a "controlled stiff" state, only feel his scalp tingle!

—These people are all sick, aren't they?

In the distance.

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

This Holy Light Blessing's toxic milk was pretty good as a ranged control.

It's just that

After Yu Feng recovered, his face was abnormally ashamed and angry!

The active body under the Holy Light Blessing, dominated by angry emotions, exploded with above-average speed.

A Wing Slash overturned Ma Hongjun, and he wanted to pursue the victory.

"Swish—"

"Swish—"

Two rays of Holy Light fell, one for healing, one for control.

The two of them froze together, and then simultaneously—

"Ah~~~" × 2

A few seconds later.

The two of them were speechless, neither moving nor leaving.

Yu Feng was ashamed and angry to the extreme, his eyes drifting towards Zhuge Lan.

Thinking about how to bypass this fatso and take down that guy!

As for Ma Hongjun...

The look in his eyes at Yu Feng was becoming increasingly strange, and he began to move downwards.

Zhuge Lan saw from his mental detection that he had a bad premonition.

'System, can you know what he's thinking?'

[Consuming 1 Emotion Point, psychological prediction complete!]

— — — — — — — — — —

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

— — — — — — — — — —

Zhuge Lan: "..."

Sure enough.

Men who have been cut off only become perverted or more perverted.

The extent of Dugu Yan's head turn wasn't great enough, so she couldn't see the situation on the rear battlefield.

But the fact that Zhuge Lan was ignoring her was true!

"Hey! Brat!!!"

She roared angrily—

"Where are you looking?"

"Your opponent is me!"

"It's me!"

Zhuge Lan withdrew his gaze and glanced at Dugu Yan.

Looking down.

He could still see a hint of shadow.

But that was it.

This guy seemed to be seven years older than him?

It wasn't that much older.

Plus, he already had a snake woman, so Zhuge Lan was uninterested.

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

The Xuanwu Turtle's condensed turtle shield stopped in front of Xiao Wu's nose.

"Fight seriously!" Zhuge Lan scolded: "They can handle the battles elsewhere themselves..."

"Whoosh—"

Yu Feng descended from the sky, slashing at Zhuge Lan's head with a Wing Slash.

And Ma Hongjun, this dead fatso, was still running behind.

Zhuge Lan's lips twitched.

—The setting that flying-type soul masters need to use flying-type soul skills to fly is simply idiotic.

"Clang—"

The Thorns Armor passively appeared, blocking this attack.

Yu Feng himself was knocked back by the reflected damage.

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

"Defense Soul Tool?" Dugu Yan screamed: "Is it interesting to participate in a Soul Battle with this thing?"

Oh?

Dugu Yan actually knew about Defense Soul Tools?

It was probably related to that person's "Weakest" title.

His gaze shifted to Ma Hongjun.

This guy finally had a flash of brilliance after a series of mistakes.

He swallowed the red sausage made by Oscar, and a red light ignited from his mouth, instantly spreading throughout his body.

It was as if he had been enchanted.

Then, he gave up defense, and his King Eight Fists rained down on Yu Feng.

Paired with the Phoenix Fireline.

He forcibly suppressed the level 36 Yu Feng with his level 28 combat power, preventing him from escaping.

This was Oscar's third soul skill—Tyrant Body Spicy Red Sausage!

It only had one effect: to grant the consumer a "Tyrant Body" state, which could absorb and store all impacts.

Highlight—impact!

As everyone knows, the effect of force is mutual.

Under normal circumstances,

Whether it was the attacking side or the defending side, as long as there was a physical collision, they would use force to "impact" the opponent.

At the same time, they would also suffer some recoil, that is, the reaction force.

In the Tyrant Body state, the portion of the impact applied to Ma Hongjun was completely absorbed.

It was equivalent to a machine gun opening a "no recoil cheat," which could output without thinking.

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