Douluo: My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83 - 83 Gliding in the Vacuum! Oscar Show!

Chapter 83 Gliding in the Vacuum! Oscar Show!

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She snatched the Soul Ring Enhancement Potion from beside her foot and jammed it into the pocket on her left chest.

She glanced at the poisoned Zhuge Lan, hesitating for a moment.

But then she quickly retreated, rejoining the Emperor Team.

"First Soul Skill: Azure Phosphorus Red Poison!"

The stimulant poison excited their nerves, increasing attack power and speed by 20%!

"Second Soul Skill: Azure Phosphorus Blue Poison!"

The paralyzing poison eliminated pain, increasing defense by 30%!

The Emperor Team, boosted by the snake venom, saw their combat power surge!

The five members of the Seven Wolves Team could only defend desperately.

Unrestrained release of Soul Skills, regardless of Soul Power consumption, meant that the Emperor Team couldn't take them down for the time being.

"Damn it!" Shi Mo gritted his teeth. "After fighting for so long, where are they getting so much Soul Power?"

"Yu Feng! Go deal with that Support type over there first!" Dugu Yan ordered.

Yu Feng soared into the sky, gliding towards Oscar.

Oscar turned and ran.

But the Soul Arena was only so big, where could he run to?

Seeing himself cornered.

Yu Feng confidently unleashed a Wing Slash, his eyes drifting towards Zhuge Lan.

Once he dealt with this Support type , he would go and...

"Buzz—"

A red glow appeared on Oscar's body, and with a leap, he allowed the Wing Slash to strike his chest, clinging to Yu Feng like an octopus.

His strengthened physique made it difficult for Yu Feng, a Speed-Attack type Soul Master, to even breathe properly.

His hands were restrained.

The flying Soul Skill was interrupted, and he crashed down with Oscar, rolling off the Soul Arena.

But just as they were about to hit the ground...

Oscar suddenly released his grip, the red light on his body shattering, turning into a shockwave that blasted towards Yu Feng.

While pinning him firmly to the ground, he used the reaction force to jump back into the Soul Arena.

Pulling off a perfect counter-kill!

—And all this, as a Support type Soul Master, counter-killing a Speed Attack type Soul Master!!!

This made even the pretending Zhuge Lan's eyes light up.

That was a god-tier play!

However...

"Oh!!!"

"Awesome!!!"

"A Speed Attack System Soul Master being counter-killed by a Support, are you eating sh*t?!"

"Seven Wolves Team is the best!!!"

This earth-shattering counter-kill ignited the audience's emotions.

The surging roar drowned out the two, but they were in completely different situations.

Below, Yu Feng was gnashing his teeth!

—What a disgrace!

On the stage, Oscar... _{freeweɓnøvel.com}

After a brief moment of triumph, his expression froze!

Wait!

According to the plan, he should have been eliminated by now!

How was he still standing here?

His thoughts raced.

The aura on his body suddenly dropped, he clutched his head, staggered, and fell off the Soul Arena.

Landing right on Yu Feng as a cushion, rolling to the side unconscious.

The cheers of the crowd faltered!

Huh?

Such a god-tier Support, eliminated so sloppily?

On the stage.

Zhuge Lan nodded in satisfaction, Oscar's reaction was still quick.

In the arena.

Dai Mubai and the other four were steadily losing ground, pushed all the way to the edge of the stage, but far away from Zhuge Lan on the other side.

After a fierce battle.

Yu Tianheng still managed to paralyze them with a "Thunderclap," allowing the Shi Mo brothers to charge them off the stage with their Turtle Shields.

Suffering elimination.

Then, as if completely exhausted, they lay down below.

The five immediately turned around, facing the pale-faced Zhuge Lan above.

Only one person left!

They could win!

"Hahaha!" Shi Mo laughed heartily. "Let you show off, now you've lost, right?"

"Using us as practice dummies? I spit on you!" Shi Mo mocked.

"We are opponents, we should use every means possible to eliminate each other." Dugu Yan said disdainfully.

"Alright." Yu Tianheng stopped him. "The Seven Wolves Team is a worthy opponent, let us send him off the stage."

He gathered lightning in his right hand, preparing to end the battle.

At this moment.

Zhuge Lan, as the focus of the entire arena, should, according to the plan, release the Strongest Appraisal Technique in "desperation," taking everyone down in one fell swoop.

But he didn't.

Instead, he "struggled" to stand up, summoning his Martial Soul Thorns Armor.

Three purple Soul Rings lit up, stubbornly standing there.

"Even if I am the only one left, I will fight to the end!"