Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1390: Dark Star Field, Moonlight Discussion

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"Okay, which young man doesn't make mistakes?" Wang Wei wiped his mouth, and the smell of alcohol mixed with blood sprayed on Chen Xiaojun's face.

Chen Xiaojun was silent for a long time, his eyes were deep, and he slowly said: "Mr. Wang, have you figured out what their martial soul fusion technique is?"

"I think their fusion skills are quite advanced. The Black Turtle's moves, Mysterious Water Barrier, Corrosive Mist Rain, and Turtle Shell Rebound, all retain the essence of their own soul skills."

Wang Wei took a sip of wine, the skylight cut a bright and dark boundary on the old man's shoulder, and said leisurely: "You are talking about the Mysterious Water Erosion Shell Turtle..."

Then he narrated everything that happened in the VIP room.

“I never thought that two sixth-grade shield spirits could be fused into a top-level spirit beast like the Mysterious Water Erosion Armor Turtle. Its origin must not be simple.” Wang Wei said with emotion.

Chen Xiaojun frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Xuanming Sect? The Zhong family and the Yang family will investigate thoroughly."

Wang Wei nodded slightly and changed the subject: "There was an accident during this game, so should we still do tomorrow's event?"

Chen Xiaojun looked determined and said decisively: "Let's do it! Just make some adjustments. Then it will all depend on you, Mr. Wang."

Wang Wei sneered, and the wine dripped down his gray beard: "Don't worry, I'm good at this."

At this moment, thunderous cheers suddenly rang out, attracting the attention of the two.

Not long after, Neil Seven ran in breathlessly, his face full of excitement: "Captain, Qinglin College won, they overthrew Canghui College!"

Chen Xiaojun smiled slightly and said calmly: "Yes, I heard it."

A gleam of brilliance flashed across Wang Wei's cloudy eyes. He looked Chen Xiaojun up and down and said with a smile, "Xiaojun, I see that you reacted calmly and don't seem surprised. Did you do something?"

Chen Xiaojun chuckled and explained, "Qinglin College didn't suffer too serious injuries in the battle with us the day before yesterday, but it just suffered a serious loss of energy and blood."

"The Yang family is a subordinate of my Chen family, so I naturally have to give them some help. I just sent them some elixirs that can replenish blood, nourish essence, and strengthen qi and veins."

Wang Wei laughed loudly: "Xiaojun, you are so mean!"

"That's right. Your Chen family has plenty of spiritual medicines. I estimate that if the seven people from Qinglin College go on stage and recreate the blood spear formation, the people from Canghui College will definitely be scared to death."

"The blood spear array is extremely powerful and has an overwhelming murderous aura. It is also naturally restrained against illusions."

"It's not unfair that Canghui Academy lost. Even that prudish old man must be pissed to death."

He paused, then said, "We have tasted the power of the Blood Spear Formation, so naturally others should have a taste of it, this is only fair."

Chen Xiaojun raised his lips slightly, "Mr. Wang, I am only helping the Yang family to the best of my ability. As for their achievements, they are the result of their own efforts."

Wang Wei glanced at him and scolded him with a smile: "Can you be more shameless?"

"But it's time for someone to dampen the arrogance of those guys at Canghui College."

"That old idiot Lian Changzhi has been acting like he's the best in the world these days. Let's see if he can hold his own this time!"

He paused, then continued, "Let me think about it. After Cang Hui's defeat, the only one who can maintain an undefeated record is Yuesi Academy."

"That old fellow Yue Qiansong must be as anxious as we are right now, and he is mobilizing resources everywhere to rescue the team members."

"Well, Yue Siming's opponent the day after tomorrow seems to be Wushan and Qinglin? They are fighting with a weakened formation, did you do anything?" Wang Wei asked, staring at Chen Xiaojun with a sharp gaze.

Chen Xiaojun smiled but said nothing.

He tapped the metal bench with his fingertips and said thoughtfully, "Yuesi Academy has an extraordinary background, and Yue Qiansong is even more shrewd and calculating."

"But after both our personnel losses and Canghui's defeat, I'm afraid the other colleges will become restless."

"Mr. Wang, do you think the water is getting muddier?"

Wang Wei took a sip of wine, which dripped down his beard. He wiped it off carelessly and said with a smile: "It's easier to fish in muddy waters!"

"Xiaojun, what are you up to? Don't play tricks on me, an old man!"

Chen Xiaojun looked at the noisy stadium outside the window with deep eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Wang, have you ever heard of 'The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind'?"

Wang Wei heard this, his cloudy eyes sparkled, he slapped his thigh and laughed, "Good boy! That was a really mean trick of yours! But I like it! Haha!"

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The moonlight was as bright as a silver thread, and Xiaoyi woke up from her dream, with unfinished thoughts lingering in her mind.

She put on her clothes and stood up, and saw Chen Xiaojun sitting alone in the pavilion, with silver light shining on his slightly furrowed brows.

"Why don't you rest more?" Chen Xiaojun saw her approaching and said with concern, "You have worn out too much today."

Xiaoyi's eyes flickered slightly, and she placed her bare hands on his crossed knees, feeling a slight coolness on her palms: "Don't worry, they are all out of danger."

The candlelight flickered in the night breeze. Chen Xiaojun looked at the dancing flame and whispered, "I always wonder, is it right or wrong to train them so harshly?"

"If I had played one or two games myself against the strong teams in the first half, maybe no one would have been injured so badly, and you wouldn't have been injured either."

"If one of you and I were here today, even Wu Neng..."

"Brother Xiaojun." Xiaoyi interrupted softly, "It's hard to be perfect in this world. How can everything go as you wish? Everything has its pros and cons. They have indeed become stronger."

Chen Xiaojun shook his head and said, "Think about it carefully. For most of the special training, they were suppressed by the adults. Now they have lost their strategy when facing opponents of the same level."

Xiaoyi looked at the interlaced light and shadows on the stone table, and suddenly smiled: "Brother Xiaojun, what else did you conclude?"

Chen Xiaojun was slightly startled, then laughed: "The only one who understands me is Xiaoyi."

"Three problems." Chen Xiaojun raised his fingers, moonlight flowing on his slender knuckles, "First, the average soul power is low; second, the tactics against strong teams are not obvious; third..."

Chen Xiaojun held the girl's hand with his backhand, "Do you know that 70% of the team's tactics now depend on you?"

The night wind blew past the copper bells at the corner of the pavilion, and Xiaoyi's eyelashes trembled slightly amid the tinkling sound.

Chen Xiaojun raised his eyes and his gaze fell on the silver bells swaying in Xiaoyi's hair: "It seems that you understand that you have no substitute."

"Our team is built around you as the core. Without you, many tactics cannot be implemented. Ningxia cannot replace you in this regard."

He suddenly paused, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the edge of the stone table. "Also, although Ningxia's attack is fierce and her control is exquisite, she can only be said to be okay as a supporting force, but she can't play the role of a mainstay."

(End of this chapter)