svetikya Chapter 67 Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent
Chapter 67 Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent
Chapter 67 Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent
Her short, black hair reached her ears, and her well-developed body was wrapped in a black, fitted outfit.
Its large, dark brown eyes were fixed intently on the crested snake that Zhao Wuji had pinned to the ground.
He held a snake-headed cane just like the old woman's, but only a little over two meters long, and two yellow spirit rings pulsated gently beneath his feet.
When Tang San and the others saw the six spirit rings on the newcomer, they were initially startled, but then they remembered Zhao Wuji beside them and became calm again.
They remained calm.
Zhao Wuji, however, was not so calm.
Having roamed the world of Soul Masters for decades, he had a guess in his mind when he saw that snake-headed cane.
The old woman was equally nervous.
Zhao Wuji's seven spirit rings also put a lot of pressure on her.
Incredibly, a Soul Saint-level expert has appeared in the outer area of this Star Dou Great Forest.
After observing for a moment, the old woman took the lead in probing and gave her name, Chaotianxiang.
Chaotianxiang, also known as Snake Granny, was married to Meng Shu, who was known as Dragon Lord.
The husband and wife were known as the peerless dragon and snake. Furthermore, when they unleashed their Martial Soul Fusion Technique, they could rival a Title Douluo.
Zhao Wuji then introduced himself.
Chao Tianxiang's expression was not good. Zhao Wuji was a wanted criminal of the Spirit Hall and was notorious.
Both sides were wary of each other and neither wanted to break off relations.
However, there is still no consensus on the ownership of the crested snake.
The Snake Woman claimed that she had chased after it all the way and had previously severely injured the Phoenix-tailed Crested Snake, stating that this spirit beast rightfully belonged to her.
Zhao Wuji claimed that he was the one who caught it.
Neither side was willing to give up.
Ultimately, the Snake Granny suggested resolving the matter using the rules of the Soul Master world.
"Oh? The rules of the Soul Master world? What rules? Please explain, senior." Zhao Wuji asked in confusion.
He truly didn't understand, because he never considered himself a member of the Soul Master world. He acted and behaved solely according to his own whims, otherwise he wouldn't have been hunted down by the Spirit Hall and earned such a bad reputation.
Chao Tianxiang said, "It's simple. Since both your student and my granddaughter need this spirit ring, let them have a spirit battle to decide who gets the spirit beast. What do you say?"
Zhao Wuji helplessly spread his hands, "I'm sorry, Sister Chao, I'm afraid I can't agree to that."
Chaotianxiang was furious; she had already given in enough.
Unexpectedly, the other party still refused to budge.
"Zhao Wuji, what do you mean? Are you taking advantage of the fact that my old man isn't here?"
"Sister Chao, my student is a food science major," Zhao Wuji said with a forced smile, looking quite embarrassed.
"What, a food-type?"
The uncultured Chaotianxiang was shocked.
Her granddaughter, Meng Yiran, was already getting impatient. This wouldn't work, that wouldn't work—why was a single spirit ring being made so complicated?
Meng Yiran stepped forward and said impatiently, "If he's no good, then let someone else fight me."
As she spoke, her gaze swept over the group. Zhu Zhuqing looked the youngest. No, she couldn't bully the little girl. Besides, why should women make things difficult for other women?
Looking at Ma Hongjun again, he was so fat he was unbearable to look at, and he kept staring at her with lecherous eyes, which made Meng Yiran feel disgusted.
In this way, only Tang San is left.
So she pointed at Tang San and said, "You, yes, you, come and fight me."
Zhao Wuji: "..."
Before he arrived, Flander had already informed him of Tang San's situation. These were two useless people with 10-year spirit rings. Letting him go would be tantamount to admitting defeat and handing over the spirit rings to someone else.
Tang San, who was called out, also looked very unhappy.
He was certain that as soon as he released his spirit ring, he would inevitably be ridiculed by his opponent and companions.
Fortunately, Zhao Wuji came to his rescue in time.
"His situation is special, let's choose another one."
Meng Yiran was furious. "This won't work, that won't work! What exactly do you want? Are you trying to be unreasonable?"
Chao Tianxiang's face turned even uglier.
"Teacher Zhao, let me take Xiao Ao's place," Ma Hongjun stepped forward and volunteered.
When Zhao Wuji saw Ma Hongjun step forward, his eyes couldn't help but reveal an approving light. He still had a lot of confidence in the little monster from his own academy.
"Sister Chao, what do you think? My student is a level 27 Battle Soul Master. It's not like he's getting an advantage by representing Oscar in this battle."
Chaotianxiang looked at her granddaughter.
"Grandma, don't worry, I'll definitely beat that sleazy fatso!"
Meng Yiran carried her two-meter-long snake-head cane and pointed it at Ma Hongjun, who was leering at her across the way.
Meng Yiran was already furious because her soul beast had been stolen, and now Ma Hongjun's little gesture of swallowing saliva made her even more annoyed.
"Hehe, little girl, being too confident isn't a good thing. It's really not certain who will win." Ma Hongjun's lewd expression deepened.
He was thinking about how to defeat his opponent while also taking advantage of the situation.
Seeing his lust-driven appearance, Oscar's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.
This guy doesn't seem very reliable at all!
Damn it, so you don't care if it's not your business, huh?
He was truly exasperated with this fatso; how could he never learn his lesson?
Besides, you've already been cut off, you're not a man anymore, okay?
Oscar couldn't help but turn his gaze to Zhu Zhuqing. The latter seemed completely indifferent.
Over here, Meng Yiran adopted an attack stance.
"Meng Yiran, Martial Soul: Serpent Staff, Level 30, Second Ring Battle Soul Master."
Ma Hongjun chuckled, "Ma Hongjun, Martial Soul: Evil Fire Phoenix, Level 27, Second Ring Battle Soul Master."
Phoenix?
Meng Yiran was startled at first, but then she saw Ma Hongjun's martial spirit possession and sneered.
What phoenix? It's just a fat chicken.
The two men assumed their stances, while the others stepped back to give them space to maneuver.
"Battle Spirit - Begin."
Zhao Wuji gave the order.
Meng Yiran flashed and rushed to Ma Hongjun, her two spirit rings shining brightly at the same time.
He slammed the snake staff in his hand toward Ma Hongjun's face. From the snake head at the tip of the staff, a two-foot-long tongue blade spit out, its surface gleaming with a bluish luster, clearly indicating that it was highly venomous.
"You fatso, I've put up with you for far too long."
Ma Hongjun was also prepared. As his first spirit ring flashed, a purplish-red line of fire shot out from his mouth.
Sensing the terrifying heat, a look of seriousness flashed in Meng Yiran's eyes.
You absolutely must not get infected.
In an instant, her body folded backward into an exaggerated angle.
Upon seeing this, Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up, and his first thought was that this posture was perfect for firing a cannon.
Fortunately, he knew this was a battle of spirits, so he maintained the fire line and swept it downwards, chasing after Meng Yiran.
Meng Yiran collapsed completely to the ground, her supple, boneless body writhing and crawling rapidly on the ground like a snake.
high speed.
Crawling to Ma Hongjun's feet, this was considered a safe area. Upon reaching this point, Meng Yiran suddenly sprang into action, wielding her snake staff and sweeping it horizontally towards Ma Hongjun.
(End of this chapter)