Chapter 83: Tang San Is Really Wronged This Time, His Teammate Is a Complete Idiot
Once Lin Qingmo announced the team assignment plan, everyone reacted differently.
Xiao Wu pouted. "Why do I have to team up with Rongrong? I want to be with you, Ah Qing~."
She was acting spoiled.
Lin Qingmo rubbed her head.
"Be good. You and Rongrong work well together, too. She provides support while you handle the main offense—it complements each other perfectly."
"You can also use this chance to get more accustomed to the increased power boost from her support soul skills."
Since he had said so, Xiao Wu reluctantly replied with an "Okay."
Although Ning Rongrong felt a little disappointed, she didn't object.
She simply didn't want to team up with Dai Mubai, the "three scoundrels," or the gloomy Tang San.
Since Lin Qingmo arranged it this way, pairing with Xiao Wu was fine.
Still better than teaming with Oscar.
Zhu Zhuqing remained silent as always but nodded slightly to show her agreement.
Tang San's expression was gloomy, but he said nothing.
He knew Lin Qingmo's arrangement was already the most "fair."
At least Xiao Wu wasn't paired with Lin Qingmo.
Dai Mubai and Oscar exchanged glances, both seeing reluctance in each other's eyes.
But they had no choice.
Ma Hongjun, on the other hand, looked cheerful.
"Then I'll be with Xiao San. Xiao San controls, I attack—a perfect match!"
Tang San glanced at him but didn't respond.
Seeing no further objections, Flender finally relaxed.
"Then it's settled. Go register your team names and get ready to enter the arena!"
Soon, the four team names were finalized.
Lin Qingmo and Zhu Zhuqing became the "Qing-Zhu Duo."
The name took one character from each of their names—simple and fitting.
Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu chose "Rong-Wu Duo."
Tang San and Ma Hongjun became the "San-Ma Duo."
Ma Hongjun insisted on that name, and Tang San couldn't be bothered to argue.
Dai Mubai and Oscar formed the "Dai-Ao Duo."
Not very creative, but easy to remember.
The soul battle officially began.
The first to enter the arena was the Rong-Wu Duo.
Their opponents were two Rank 29 Soul Grandmasters.
One was of the attack system, and the other was of the control system.
Logically, such a combination should have a slight advantage against an attacker and a support who lacked combat self-defense capabilities.
But once the match began, the situation became completely one-sided.
"Seven Treasures Turn and Shine with Glazed Light—first: Strength, second: Speed!"
Ning Rongrong released the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Two yellow soul rings lit up simultaneously.
Brilliant jewel-like light enveloped Xiao Wu, instantly boosting her strength and speed.
Xiao Wu's eyes lit up.
Her whole body filled with power, and her speed became so fast that she almost left afterimages.
Third Soul Skill: Teleportation!
Her figure flashed, and she instantly appeared in front of the control system soul master.
Before the soul master could react, he was frozen in place by Xiao Wu's second Soul Skill: Charm.
Pink light flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes, and the control system soul master's movements immediately stalled.
At the same time, her First Soul Skill: Waist Bow, was activated.
She kicked the opponent's waist, sending him airborne, and then delivered a textbook series of Eight-Stage Kick!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Eight heavy impacts—fast and ruthless.
The control system soul master was kicked around like a sandbag before being sent flying straight out of the arena.
"???"
The attack system soul master was completely stunned.
What just happened?
Where did his teammate go?
To be fair, Xiao Wu's teleportation soul skill was somewhat overpowered.
Or rather, teleportation-type abilities were practically divine skills on the Douluo Continent.
With the control system soul master instantly defeated, the remaining Rank 29 Soul Grandmaster stood no chance against a Rank 32 Soul Elder Xiao Wu enhanced by Ning Rongrong.
Very soon,
"It's over!"
Xiao Wu smiled sweetly and delivered a sideways kick.
"Bang!"
The second opponent was also sent flying.
The entire match lasted less than three minutes.
The audience erupted in cheers.
Many spectators stared in amazement.
"That rabbit girl is incredible—her leg techniques are beautiful!"
"And the support beside her is impressive too. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the number-one support martial soul in the world!"
…
"We won! We won!"
Ning Rongrong jumped happily and high-fived Xiao Wu.
The two walked down the arena hand in hand like close sisters.
…
Next up was the San-Ma Duo.
Tang San and Ma Hongjun's opponents were two Rank 28 Soul Grandmasters.
One was of the defense system, and the other was of the agility-attack system.
Logically, Tang San's team should have had the advantage.
But what actually happened left everyone dumbfounded.
As soon as the match began, Tang San released Blue Silver Grass to bind the defense system soul master.
"First Soul Skill: Entanglement!"
Dozens of Blue Silver Grass vines burst from the ground and surged toward the opponent.
But at that moment, Ma Hongjun moved as well.
"First Soul Skill: Phoenix Fire!!"
After martial soul possession, the "grass-chicken" opened his mouth and spat a large stream of straight-line flames toward both opponents.
That itself wasn't a problem.
Fire attacks could force opponents to reposition.
The problem was that Ma Hongjun's angle was extremely careless.
The flames not only burned toward the enemies but also incinerated Tang San's freshly released Blue Silver Grass!
Although Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was far less resilient than Lin Qingmo's, it was still decent at this level.
However, Tang San had not yet consumed the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot, so he lacked fire-and-ice immunity.
Fire remained the greatest weakness of his Blue Silver Grass—especially the evil fire of Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix.
"Crackle!"
The Blue Silver Grass instantly turned to ash in the flames.
"???"
Tang San's face immediately darkened.
"Ma Hongjun! What are you doing?!"
He shouted angrily.
"I was helping you attack! How was I supposed to know your grass was so afraid of fire…"
Ma Hongjun looked innocent.
"You!"
Tang San nearly coughed up blood in anger.
While the two argued, their opponents seized the opportunity and attacked simultaneously.
The defense system soul master charged forward with a shield.
The agility-attack system soul master circled to the side and targeted Ma Hongjun.
Tang San tried to dodge using the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
But Ma Hongjun dodged in Tang San's direction, completely getting in the way.
Tang San released Blue Silver Grass again to bind the defense system soul master and activated his Second Soul Skill: Parasite.
But unexpectedly, his Blue Silver Grass was once again melted apart by Ma Hongjun's wide-range flames.
The defense system soul master was instantly freed.
With a strange expression, he rushed forward and reached the stunned Tang San, throwing a punch!
Tang San hastily raised his arm to block.
"Bang!"
He was forced back several steps, his arm numb.
"Ma Hongjun!"
Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot with fury.
Ma Hongjun was not just unhelpful—he had caused Tang San to waste a large amount of soul power.
Ma Hongjun himself was in an even worse situation.
He was entangled by the agility-attack system soul master.
Unable to keep up in speed, he was overwhelmed by a flurry of rapid attacks.
In panic, his close-range soul skill was easily dodged.
Finally, he was kicked in the stomach and sent flying off the arena.
That left Tang San alone, struggling helplessly.
The two opponents attacked him together, not even giving him the chance to use hidden weapons.
Combined with the heavy soul power he had wasted because of Ma Hongjun, Tang San was quickly forced to the edge of the arena and had no choice but to surrender.
"San-Ma Duo, defeated!"
The referee announced the result.
Ma Hongjun climbed up from the ground, scratched his head, and said awkwardly, "Sorry, Xiao San. I didn't notice just now…"
Tang San ignored him.
Behind his mask, his face was dark enough to drip water.
The low pressure radiating from him scared Ma Hongjun into silence.
"Trash."
Tang San muttered two words quietly.
It was unclear whether he was referring to Ma Hongjun or himself.
"These two have zero coordination—total rookies."
Xiao Wu mocked mercilessly.
Lin Qingmo found the scene amusing.
Tang San really had been wronged this time—he was completely dragged down by Ma Hongjun.
End of Chapter