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Facing Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu stood with her hands on her hips, completely unconcerned.
Dai Mubai had already shared Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing's information with Tang San. To them, victory was already in the bag.
"Xiao San, how about we finish them in 30 seconds?"
Tang San's lips curled into a slight smile as he nodded. "Alright, let's end it in 30 seconds."
Although he wasn't a match for Lan Minghua yet, he could at least disgust him.
A disciple trained by a dignified Titled Douluo being defeated in just 30 seconds at the Great Spirit Arena—how humiliating would that be?
Their conversation wasn't concealed at all. Not only did Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing hear it clearly, but even the audience caught every word.
"Whoa, so arrogant—but I like it!"
"Hmph, I hope they're really that capable. I'm sick of watching people get slapped in the face after bragging."
"First Spirit Battle and they're already acting so cocky. I hope this 'San-Wu Duo' is actually as strong as they claim."
The audience's comments on the San-Wu Duo were mixed—some were optimistic, others doubtful.
As for their opponents, Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing, they weren't angered by Tang San and Xiao Wu's remarks.
Spirit Battles aren't won by talk—they're won by strength.
In the past two days, Oscar had made further progress in developing the Indestructible Vajra technique.
Even though Dai Mubai had shared his information with Tang San, it wouldn't be of much help.
Zhu Zhuqing's situation was similar. Perhaps Tang San and the others still didn't know that she had already reached level 29.
"Zhuqing, be careful. As disciples of our master, we can't embarrass him."
Oscar was eager to prove himself. Since cultivating the Indestructible Vajra, this was his first official Spirit Battle.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, her gaze solemn.
"Xiao Wu, go!"
The moment Tang San spoke, Xiao Wu darted forward like a streak of pink lightning, charging directly at Oscar.
Zhu Zhuqing reacted instantly, sensing Xiao Wu's intent and dashing forward like a shadow.
"You want to stop Xiao Wu? Did you ask me first? First Spirit Ability—Bind!"
With a low shout, blue light erupted from Tang San's body.
In an instant, Blue Silver Grass surged from the ground like a tidal wave, flooding toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Her eyes narrowed. She stepped lightly and leapt up gracefully like a swallow.
With one claw, she tore through the encircling Blue Silver Grass, then charged straight at Tang San, intending to force a one-for-one matchup.
Tang San sneered, inwardly scoffing at Zhu Zhuqing's bold decision.
He ceased his ranged attacks and instead dashed forward using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
The two clashed in an instant, phantoms flickering around them, their movements too fast to track.
No one stopped Xiao Wu. She appeared before Oscar in a flash and shouted:
"First Spirit Ability—Waist Bow!"
Her body coiled like a spring and shot forward, slicing the air with a powerful kick aimed at Oscar.
In the spectator stands, Dai Mubai looked manic, hating that he wasn't the one attacking Oscar right now.
But just as everyone thought Oscar, a mere support-type Spirit Master, would be eliminated, something unexpected happened.
A faint golden glow suddenly enveloped his body, covering him entirely in an instant.
Bang!
Xiao Wu's kick landed heavily on the golden light, producing a muffled thud—but it didn't hurt him at all.
"Don't underestimate me! Support-type Spirit Masters aren't pushovers!" Oscar said proudly.
Others might not recognize the golden light on Oscar, but the members of Shrek certainly did.
"Damn it! That bastard Oscar actually learned Lan Minghua's technique!"
Dai Mubai's face twisted in anger as he smashed the railing in front of him with a furious punch.
Oscar braced himself and launched Xiao Wu backward, taunting her:
"Didn't you claim you'd beat us in 30 seconds? Fine, I'll stand here and let you hit me for 30 seconds—let's see if you can break through my Indestructible Vajra!"
Xiao Wu's eyebrows shot up, her eyes flashing with defiance. "Don't get cocky. This is just the beginning!"
Before the words even faded, she began spinning around Oscar like a whirlwind, launching a barrage of attacks like a violent storm.
Each strike landed furiously on the golden light, producing a rapid series of thuds.
But the seemingly thin golden light was as solid as a mountain.
Even Xiao Wu's strongest attacks only caused it to ripple faintly.
Thirty seconds passed, and the San-Wu Duo still hadn't won.
Spectators who were already skeptical didn't hold back their ridicule.
"Tch, knew they were bluffing. Their strengths are obviously similar, yet they boasted about ending it in 30 seconds. Disgusting."
"We came to see a Spirit Battle, not listen to your empty bragging. Hurry up and end it! What? Can't do it?"
Hearing the audience's jeers, Tang San's heart sank.
He hadn't expected Zhu Zhuqing's situation to be so different from what Dai Mubai had said.
Even if Zhu Zhuqing hadn't apprenticed under Lan Minghua, what useful intel could Dai Mubai, who hadn't talked to her in years, provide?
To silence the crowd, Tang San poured more spirit power into his attack.
"First Spirit Ability—Bind!"
Blue Silver Grass burst forth again, surging like ferocious snakes toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Her cold gaze swept over them, her body flashing several times to evade.
After cultivating the Nine Yin Manual, her perception had significantly improved.
Combined with her speed, the Blue Silver Grass couldn't catch her.
Tang San gritted his teeth, knowing that if they didn't win, his and Xiao Wu's reputations would be ruined.
He made up his mind. Spirit power surged from within him like a dam breaking.
Blue Silver Grass grew wildly, covering half the arena in the blink of an eye.
"Let's see how you dodge this!" Tang San roared.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart jolted. She hurriedly unleashed her second spirit ability to slash through the attacking grass.
But that was exactly what Tang San was waiting for—he immediately used his second spirit ability, Parasite.
In an instant, Blue Silver Grass sprouted from Zhu Zhuqing's body, attempting to bind her.
However, her internal spirit power, strengthened by the Nine Yin Manual, surged violently.
Bang! Bang! Bang!—the parasitic Blue Silver Grass shattered completely.
On the other side, Xiao Wu had exhausted all her means but still couldn't break through Oscar's golden shield.
Just when everyone thought the battle was turning into a stalemate, the situation changed dramatically.
Oscar seized an opening in Xiao Wu's attack and suddenly countered.
"Vajra Palm!"
His protective golden light vanished and quickly condensed on his right hand.
Since Oscar had only just started learning, he could only control a small amount of golden light.
To attack, he had to redirect his defensive aura.
With a single palm strike, Xiao Wu failed to dodge in time and flew backward like a kite with a snapped string.
"Xiao Wu!" Tang San cried out in alarm and quickly used Blue Silver Grass to catch her.
Seeing her injured, his expression turned savage as he glared at Oscar, a storm of fury rising in his heart.
You've chosen the path to death!
Tang San no longer hesitated. He boldly drew his Zhuge Divine Crossbow and aimed at Oscar, who had lost his protective golden light.
With a sharp pull of the trigger, several metal bolts shot through the air, straight at Oscar.
Oscar didn't recognize the weapon in Tang San's hand—but Zhu Zhuqing did.
It was one of Tang San's hidden weapons!
She dashed forward, unleashing all her spirit power to shield Oscar.
But the Zhuge Divine Crossbow could pierce even the shell of the Man-Faced Demon Spider—how could it not penetrate Zhu Zhuqing's defense?
Puchi! Puchi! Several bolts tore through her spirit shield and sank directly into her abdomen.
"Zhuqing!!!"
(End of Chapter)