Chapter 131 Death Rope
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Romier's provocation enraged the black-clad Soul Kings leading the siege of the Northern Academy. Initially, he only wanted to feign a few attacks, but now, he began to strike seriously.
However, it didn't change much... His attacks landed on the thickened barrier, creating cracks of various sizes, but these cracks quickly returned to their original state.
After Amon's Avatar merged with Romier's Martial Soul, the barrier's strength had already increased by a level. Coupled with the Soul Power supply from numerous Avatars, it was impossible for one or two ordinary Soul Kings to break through.
After hacking away with their swords and sabers for a while without any results, the black-clad men looked at the squad leader, their eyes conveying inquiry.
The Soul King squad leader shook his head, not continuing the attack, only surrounding the carriages.
"Huh? You're not fighting anymore? Are you not full?" Romier picked his nose and flicked the booger at the Soul King squad leader.
This Soul King originally thought that the booger would also be blocked by the barrier, but unexpectedly, a circle suddenly appeared in the barrier, allowing the booger to fly through before quickly closing again.
Looking at the booger that landed on his trouser leg, the black-clad Soul King's forehead veins bulged, and he roared in extreme anger.
He took a deep breath and took a few steps back.
The surrounding black-clad men also silently retreated a few steps, widening the encirclement.
Compared to the calm on the Northern Academy's side, the battle between Shrek Academy and the black-clad men was much more intense.
Shrek Academy was located on the edge of the academy's team, enduring more attacks.
At first, Flender thought this was due to their location, but gradually, he began to realize that something was wrong.
The battle on their side was much more intense than other academies. The black-clad men facing other academies were mainly focused on preserving themselves, while on Shrek Academy's side, the opponents seemed to be throwing their lives away, willing to leave wounds on the students even at the cost of serious injuries.
"Be careful, conserve your Soul Power, try not to get injured, and focus on self-preservation," Flender reminded.
"They seem to be coming for us," Dai Mubai said with a solemn expression, a bloody mark on his shoulder.
"Don't hold back, use the Zhuge Divine Crossbow," Tang San said in a low voice, "Load."
Dark little boxes appeared in the hands of the Shrek Seven Devils. They aimed at different directions with great tacit understanding, quickly completing the action of loading the crossbow.
The surrounding black-clad men seemed to sense the threat, and Soul Power fluctuations suddenly arose from their bodies.
As the first black-clad man revealed his Soul Ring, it seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and the surrounding black-clad men revealed their Martial Souls one after another.
Tang San's pupils contracted, and an ominous premonition emerged in his heart, "Fire!"
In the metallic roar, crossbow bolts streaked past like the Grim Reaper's scythe, piercing through one enemy after another. The black-clad men besieging them instantly decreased in number.
Tang San began to use hidden weapons, and poisoned flying needles shot out from his hands.
After a large number of their companions fell, the black-clad men dared not step forward for a time.
"A bunch of trash."
A cold snort came. Looking in the direction of the sound, Tang San saw three figures rushing towards him quickly.
The surging Soul Power, accompanied by a substantial killing intent, almost caused Tang San to collapse.
Cold sweat slid down his forehead. He found that the pressure these three people brought him almost exceeded that of Dream Machine!
Without the slightest hesitation, Tang San immediately threw out six Mother-Son Chasing Soul Taking Life Bladders. In an instant, a large cloud of poisonous mist spread out, hiding countless iron needles as thin as hair, yet sturdy, sharp, and carrying deadly poison.
His counterattack temporarily stopped the three men for a moment. With Ning Rongrong's speed amplification, he successfully retreated to the middle of his companions.
The three men erupted with tyrannical Soul Power, repelling all the poisonous needles and mist.
Flender and Liu Erlong quickly came over to provide support. Two of the three men revealed their Soul Sage-level cultivation, stopping them.
The Soul Douluo in the middle, however, rushed towards the Shrek students with fierce killing intent.
He stared at Tang San, suddenly soaring into the air, golden light erupting, his arms shaking in the air, transforming into a pair of golden wings. A larger golden light and shadow emerged, with large feathers covering his body. His whole person seemed to transform into a golden eagle.
Martial Soul Avatar!
Lord Dia Ra used his Martial Soul Avatar from the start. His arms detached from the wings, transforming into sharp claws, grabbing towards Tang San.
"What kind of skill is it to bully a child? Long time no see, Brother Eagle." An old voice rang out, and Meng Shu stood in front of Tang San, blocking Lord Dia Ra's attack for him.
"Meng Shu, you better not interfere with the matters here. I'm just a errand runner. The true commander of this operation is someone else."
Dragon Duke Meng Shu's face changed slightly.
Next, Chrysanthemum Douluo appeared, scolding back Covered Dragon Serpent.
Having recuperated his body, and his hair having changed from green to normal black, Dugu Bo appeared, righteously blocking Chrysanthemum Douluo, mocking him a few times before declaring:
"Tang San is my brother. If you want to kill him, I'll explode your chrysanthemum first."
Afterward, he was shocked to discover that Gui Mei also came.
Gui Mei stopped Dugu Bo. Just when Tang San was about to die at Yue Guan's hands, a fierce sword Qi divided the battlefield, forcing Yue Guan back.
Yue Guan retreated rapidly, standing side by side with Gui Mei, looking with fear at the old man who was blocking Tang San, dressed in white, with neat silver hair, and holding a three-foot green blade, slowly uttering a name:
"Chen Xin."
Gui Mei's face was ugly, "Even you are getting involved in this mess?"
"The Upper Three Sects are connected. Chrysanthemum Douluo, do I even need to remind you of this?" Ning Fengzhi appeared on the hill at some unknown time, with Crown Prince "Xue Qinghe" standing beside him.
Just then, several spears formed from silk threads attacked Ning Fengzhi and "Xue Qinghe" respectively. An old and calm voice sounded:
"Yue Guan, Gui Mei, don't forget our mission objective. It's not to fight Chen Xin."
With Ning Fengzhi's support, Chen Xin was indeed powerful, but the weak Ning Fengzhi himself was a flaw.
"How dare you?" Chen Xin shouted angrily, quickly turning around to support Ning Fengzhi.
He never expected these people to be so bold as to attack the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and His Highness the Crown Prince.
Looking at the silk thread spears prick coming towards her, "Xue Qinghe" revealed a look of surprise, and a bit of anger arose in her heart.
She hadn't received any news of this attack before it happened!
Yue Guan and Gui Mei seized this opportunity without hesitation and attacked Tang San.
However, Dugu Bo stepped forward, enduring injuries to himself, and blocked the two of them alone. He knew that as long as he held on for a moment, Chen Xin would return immediately.
He guessed correctly. A sharp intent was already approaching.
Three more spears appeared, shooting towards Ning Rongrong, Tang San, and Flender respectively.
"'Death Thread', Walter!" Sword Douluo shouted furiously.
He split open the attack aimed at Ning Rongrong with a sword, and then swung another sword, cutting open the black-robed man not far away.
The black-robed man turned into silk threads and scattered. As everyone expected, it was just an avatar.
Tang San narrowly avoided Walter's attack. His back was soaked with sweat. At that moment, he really smelled the scent of death.
Flender was fighting a black-clothed Soul Sage, and didn't manage to dodge in time, but at the last moment, he twisted his body slightly, avoiding a vital point.
"Boss Flender!" Liu Erlong forced back her opponent, rushed to Flender's side, and helped him retreat a distance.
The two Soul Saints who had been fighting them didn't continue to entangle them, allowing them to retreat.
Just as Yue Guan and Gui Mei wanted to continue attacking Tang San, their expressions suddenly changed. A chilling aura locked onto them.
There was also a Title Douluo, and a very strong one!
The two exchanged a look. Their years of tacit understanding allowed them to understand each other's thoughts almost without communication.
"Withdraw."
Yue Guan left a word and immediately flew away into the distance.
With their departure, the black-clothed men retreated like a tide. When retreating, they didn't forget to take away the corpses of their companions, not even leaving behind a weapon, showing a very high level of discipline.
They came quickly and retreated even faster. In the blink of an eye, these black-clothed men who brought fatal threats had disappeared.
Looking at the retreating black-clothed men on a hill, Tang Hao, dressed in a black robe, had a hint of anger in his eyes, as well as an intense, unyielding hatred. He whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Spirit Hall..."
Forcing back their opponents, everyone revealed a relieved expression. Even "Sword Douluo" Chen Xin was no exception. Yue Guan and Gui Mei, the two Title Douluos, were indeed difficult to deal with, but Walter, who was hiding in the dark, was even more troublesome.
He could always find someone he had to rescue, accurately grasp the battlefield, and make him run around tiredly. Chen Xin would rather face Chrysanthemum and Ghost, the two Title Douluos, at the same time than fight Walter!
"Dad! I was so scared just now." Ning Rongrong threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms.
Ning Fengzhi hugged his daughter and smiled: "His Highness the Crown Prince is also here. How could there be no protective power around him?"
"Squeak..."
An untimely sound rang out. It was Romier finishing his juice, the sound of the straw sucking air.
His behavior drew glares from everyone. Dai Mubai coldly opened his mouth and said:
"The other academies are fighting to the death with the bandits. Why is your academy standing by? Why were the bandits able to accurately find our location and set up an ambush in advance? Is someone colluding with them?"
Accurately locating the participating teams was not difficult at all, because their itinerary was not hidden at all. They were a mighty group along the way, and any force with slightly better information could make a judgment.
Romier shrugged. "Your Shrek Academy is too weak. What can I do? Those little thieves can't even break my barrier, so I think it shouldn't be a problem for you either."
"You..." Ma Hongjun glared at Romier.
Amon smiled and pushed the bottom edge of his monocle with his knuckle:
"I believe in the security of the Heaven Dou Empire. There certainly wouldn't be such a large-scale group of bandits. They could only come from abroad."
"There is reason to suspect that the Star Luo Empire has taken action, wanting to bury this batch of Heaven Dou elites here..."
"I remember your spirit, it's White Tiger, right?"
Although most of the people present understood that the people who ambushed them were from the Spirit Hall, this point could not be made clear.
Compared to Dai Mubai's statement, Amon's speculation seemed more reasonable.
In response, "Xue Qinghe" showed a helpless smile on his face:
"Alright, alright, I will investigate this matter. Now everyone should rest well and prepare to continue on our way."
Dai Mubai wanted to say something, but Tang San tugged at his clothes and closed his mouth somewhat unwillingly.
Xiao Wu glared fiercely at Amon and turned to leave.
"When we get to Spirit Hall, I'll treat you to spicy rabbit heads." Amon said with a smile to the people from the Northern Academy.
Xiao Wu's footsteps faltered, and her pretty face took on a hint of coldness.
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