Chapter 512: Surrendering! Is Your Highness the Holy Maiden really this pragmatic?
Chapter 512: Surrendering! Is Your Highness the Holy Maiden really this pragmatic?
Ning Fengzhi thought to himself, "Rongrong’s Spirit was able to evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda all thanks to the blessing of his Immortal Herb."
"Now the overall strength of the Royal Fighting Team has experienced an explosive growth; this is definitely also his doing!"
"This young man’s foundation is simply unfathomable..."
Of course,
these secrets concerning the Immortal Herb and Lin Qingmo’s trump cards were naturally impossible for him to reveal to Emperor Xue Ye by even a single word.
Meanwhile, in the Royal Fighting Team’s preparation area,
Dugu Bo the Poison Douluo was already floating with pride.
The smile on that old face was even more brilliant than a blooming chrysanthemum.
He vigorously stroked his long beard and said smugly, "As expected of my own dear granddaughter, blinding these people’s dog eyes!"
"Hahaha, today, this old man’s face has completely been upheld."
Lin Qingmo leisurely glanced at him and unmercifully pierced through with a retort: "Alright, Old Poison, pull back your drool; your mouth is about to split all the way to the roots of your ears."
"Ahem, I got a bit excited." Dugu Bo was choked up, his old face turning red.
Yan was already breaking out in a cold sweat all over his body.
"Weren’t you shouting fiercely just now? ’Flame Lord’?"
Dugu Yan lifted her slender jade finger slightly, and a wisp of snake venom Qi as emerald-green as jade yet exuding monstrous toxicity hovered at her fingertips.
"We agreed on three moves."
A cold light flashed in Dugu Yan’s beautiful eyes, and a cold smile curved the corners of her mouth: "Can you withstand the first move?"
The wave of Qi overturned the raging flames, and the venom rolled backward like angry waves.
Under this absolute suppression of Rank and strength, the pride of Spirit Hall’s Golden Generation was about to be trampled to pieces in front of one hundred thousand people!
"The winner of this round is Dugu Yan of Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"
The referee’s shouting voice declaring victory had just fallen.
The previously peerless "Flame Lord" Yan had already collapsed in the center of the arena.
His whole body was swollen, his skin shimmered with a weird deep green, and he was foaming at the mouth.
Even his magma armor had turned into wisps of foul-smelling green smoke.
The whole person convulsed like a catfish out of water.
Two Spirit Hall guards hurriedly rushed onto the stage and clumsily carried Yan down.
Xie Yue stepped onto the arena step by step with an iron-blue complexion.
He looked at the relaxed-looking Dugu Yan, cupped his hands, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Young Miss Dugu, thank you for showing mercy."
"Yan, this kid, has no filter. Please, for the sake of Spirit Hall, bestow the antidote."
Xie Yue was a competent captain; at this time, he was still thinking of the poisoned Yan.
Dugu Yan rolled her eyes out of sheer boredom and flicked her fingertips: "He won’t die."
"Three hours later, the poison on his body will naturally recede, consider it using this bit of pain to wash his brain."
Xie Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the solemnity in the depths of his eyes grew a few points heavier.
Dugu Yan gave him a cold glance and said leisurely, "You are only a Level 52 Spirit King. Listen to my advice, just surrender directly, lest you also turn into a green-haired turtle and get carried down."
"Surrender?"
Xie Yue straightened his body, and a cold gleam illuminated his resolute face.
"As the Golden Generation of Spirit Hall, even if I am defeated in the arena today, I will never take half a step back!"
A trace of surprise flashed in Dugu Yan’s eyes.
This stubborn fellow actually had a bit of backbone.
However,
in this World where strength is supreme, backbone could not smooth over an insurmountable chasm.
Dugu Yan was not only higher than him by a full thirteen Ranks of spirit power,
but she also had two 70,000-year top-grade Spirit Bones and one 40,000-year torso Spirit Bone on her body.
The match process had no suspense at all, and even appeared a bit cruel.
A quarter of an hour later.
The commotion of the battle abruptly stopped.
"Thud!"
Xie Yue fell to the ground.
An emerald-green palm print was imprinted on his chest, and his complexion likewise shimmered with a dark green. He knelt half-way on the ground somewhat disheveled, still panting heavily.
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Dugu Yan wins!"
Along with the referee announcing the battle result once more,
the applause and cheers in the stands were completely out of control.
Two matches!
Dugu Yan single-handedly severely injured two geniuses of Spirit Hall’s Golden Generation in succession!
Emperor Xue Ye, the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, was so happy that his beard trembled straight, slapping the table and standing up with hearty laughter.
"Good! Good!"
"As expected of a Genius from our Heaven Dou Royal Academy, women are not inferior to men!"
"Such a Prodigy should be rewarded! Heavily rewarded!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin crossed his arms, nodded slightly, and couldn’t help sighing with emotion, "Old Poison really birthed such a good granddaughter."
Dugu Bo lifted his chin even higher, his nostrils facing the sky, and the wrinkles on his old face bloomed with joy.
After Xie Yue was carried off the field, only two people remained in Spirit Hall’s preparation bench.
Hu Liena took a deep breath and walked onto the arena with her long legs.
Dugu Yan looked at her with a smile that wasn’t a smile: "Nana, you weren’t beaten enough by me on Sea God Island, you still want to try again today?"
Hu Liena gave a bitter smile, quite helpless and resentful.
In front of one hundred thousand spectators in the audience, this Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, who shook the mainland, suddenly made a move that shattered everyone’s eyeballs to the ground.
She gracefully raised her jade hand.
"Spirit Hall Platinum Team, Hu Liena... surrenders."
The delicate voice spread across the entire venue through the loudspeaker, triggering a small-scale commotion.
"She surrendered?"
"Your Highness the Holy Maiden actually surrendered?"
"Nonsense, she’s a Level 65 Spirit Emperor, what’s the point of fighting!"
"Knowing you can’t win and still going up to get beaten up, that’s an idiot!"
Dugu Yan wasn’t surprised at all.
Instead, the audience in the stands who were looking forward to the Holy Maiden entering the arena wore faces full of regret.
Hu Liena turned around, her beautiful eyes crossing half the arena, and took a deep look at Lin Qingmo in the distance.
In the devilish special training on Sea God Island, she had long since witnessed the perverted nature of the Royal Fighting Team.
To stubbornly lock horns with a Spirit Emperor whose trump cards were fully stacked in a singles match was pure idiocy.
Spirit Hall Platinum Team’s ultimate weapon was the Martial Soul Fusion Skill between her and her brother Xie Yue—Demonic Charm!
As long as they conserved their stamina for the team battle,
even if they couldn’t beat that perverted Lin Qingmo,
they would definitely be able to bloom with the peerless demeanor belonging to the Golden Generation in front of the entire mainland.
At this time, only the last slot remained on Spirit Hall’s preparation bench.
That silver-masked woman who was treated as a nominal filler and had zero presence throughout the entire audience.
Qian Renxue.
Her cold silver mask concealed her peerless appearance, leaving only a pair of cold eyes with flowing golden light.
The surrounding Spirit Hall members all thought she was just a Spirit Ancestor making up the numbers, and no one even expected her to go up and turn the tables.
Qian Renxue’s gaze crossed the long crowd, landing directly on Lin Qingmo.
Beneath the mask, those tender and alluring thin lips curved into an arc.
"Lin Qingmo, if you don’t step onto the field yourself, what is the meaning of me taking the stage?"
Qian Renxue let out a cold snort in her heart, a cold light flickering in her beautiful eyes.
"My stage is definitely not playing petty games with a Dugu Yan."
"In the final decisive team battle, I will fight you in front of all the people of this World."
Qian Renxue very decisively raised her hand to make a gesture of abstention.
"In the first round of the arena match, the Royal Fighting Team wins, accumulates the highest points, and advances to the finals!"
Referee Salas announced this result almost through gritted teeth.
(End of Chapter)
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