Douluo: Did you move Danta here?

Chapter 459 Oscar's Fear
"Bullshit! My physique may not be as good as Tang San's, but it's still much stronger than yours. I think you're just a snob."

"Yes, yes, yes, I am a snob. If you and Tang San stood together, even a fool would know which one to choose, right?"

Oscar's sharp rebuke deeply wounded Ma Hongjun. Clutching his chest, he retreated several steps, pointing at Oscar and jokingly saying:
"You are no longer my brother, Ma Hongjun, the Phoenix Rising from the Ashes. We're breaking off our friendship!"

"Fine, let's break up then. With Tang San here, who cares about you?"

The two bickering made Tang San smile knowingly, but he also felt very envious. When would he be able to meet a companion who would be loyal to him?
A moment later, Oscar, having had his fill of teasing the fat man, turned to Tang San again, his eyes filled with anticipation:

"Alright, enough with the chit-chat, Tang San, hurry up, let me experience your power!"

"it is good."

Tang San nodded, extended his right hand, squeezed out a drop of blood from his thumb, and used his soul power to slowly deliver it to Oscar. He was also looking forward to seeing what the mirror sausage created by his blood would look like.

Oscar swallowed the blood without hesitation and then released his sausage spirit. Six spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—rose in succession. Then, the sixth black spirit ring flashed, and a silver sausage appeared in his hand. The moment the sausage appeared, Oscar's face visibly turned pale, indicating that the Mirror Sausage had greatly drained him.

Looking at the sausage in his hand, Oscar, panting heavily, said with lingering fear in his eyes:
"Huff... Huff... As expected, Tang San is still more powerful; we almost failed to create it."

"Is it really that outrageous? You're not just pretending, are you?"

Ma Hongjun, standing to the side, was somewhat incredulous. Oscar had also created a mirror intestine after consuming his blood. Although the consumption was enormous at the time, it was nothing like the state of his body being completely hollowed out.

At the last banquet, he had asked Tang San about his current cultivation level. Tang San only said that he had not yet reached the Soul Saint level, which meant that Tang San and he were both Soul Emperor level Soul Masters. There shouldn't be such a big difference between them.

Seeing that Ma Hongjun didn't believe him, Oscar rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Why would I lie to you? Is it so hard to admit that someone is better? I let you skip a whole street, and now look what happened, your soul power quality is several levels lower than Tang San's."

"Go to hell! Did I want to go? I had no choice. I couldn't control this evil fire."

Ma Hongjun waved his hand with a touch of melancholy, his longing for the so-called Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower growing even stronger. Although the evil fire was powerful, it was indeed a bit of a hindrance. What young man of marriageable age wouldn't yearn for love? But with the evil fire within him, he was destined to be forever barred from love.

Seeing the two start joking around again, Tang San couldn't resist any longer. He wanted to see the effects of the mirror intestine.

"Xiao Ao, you should try it. I'm also quite curious about this mirror gut ability."

"Okay, watch me."

Without further ado, Oscar immediately nodded and stuffed the silver sausage into his mouth. The moment the sausage entered his stomach, Oscar's pale face instantly turned rosy, and the muscle lines of his body began to change at a visible speed. All of this was observed by Tang San, who was constantly watching with his Purple Demon Eye activated, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of novelty.

"It's amazing that even muscle tissue can be altered."

"Hahaha, that's not all, Tang San, look."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San withdrew his Purple Demon Eye and looked at Oscar. He saw that Oscar stretched out his right hand, and a small, deep blue grass instantly poked its head out and began to grow wildly. What else could this grass be but his martial soul, Blue Silver Grass?
"Tang San, how's my Blue Silver Grass?"

"It looks similar to mine, can you use it?"

"Of course, otherwise what would be the point of having this mirror sausage?"

Oscar's face showed a hint of pride, and then he controlled the Blue Silver Grass in his hand to bind Tang San.

"Blue Silver Entanglement." Seeing the Blue Silver Grass attacking him, Tang San, knowing that Oscar meant no harm, did not resist and was quickly bound into a dumpling by the Blue Silver Grass.

After briefly sensing the strength of the Blue Silver Grass, Tang San channeled his soul power and used his arms to instantly shatter countless Blue Silver Grass blades.

"Not bad, it has the strength of my Blue Silver Grass seven layers."

"That's not all, watch my second soul skill - Parasite."

As countless Blue Silver Grass seeds were sown, patches of Blue Silver Grass began to grow wildly, quickly covering the surrounding open space.

"You can still use soul skills?"

"That's right, it can also possess seven-tenths of the power of a original soul skill. How about that, not bad, right?"

Oscar's self-satisfied expression remained, but a hint of barely perceptible panic flickered in his eyes, which he quickly concealed.

A glint of light flashed in Tang San's eyes, then he looked at Oscar with a complicated expression and asked:

"Really? That's quite an impressive soul skill. Can you use all soul skills?"

"Uh, no, at least I definitely can't use the Martial Soul True Body."

Oscar chuckled and moved on from the matter, then quickly extended his right hand and grasped the Haotian Hammer.

"Is this the number one weapon spirit in the world? I estimate it must weigh at least 3000 jin. It's truly terrifying."

"Hmm? It can even copy twin martial souls?"

Tang San quickly dismissed his suspicions and turned his gaze to the iron hammer in Oscar's hand. He was very familiar with its shape and patterns; it was none other than his own Clear Sky Hammer.

Oscar did not choose to swing the Clear Sky Hammer, but instead flipped his hand and put it back into his body.

"Let's not try swinging the hammer anymore. We can try it another time. Otherwise, you'll have to wait for me to recover my soul power after it runs out."

"Well, let's get going then."

After saying that, Tang San turned around again and sped off eastward, the coldness in his eyes going unnoticed by anyone.

Tang San originally thought that the Mirror Intestine could only copy the opponent's martial soul and physique, but he didn't expect that it could even copy the soul skills. This was originally a small matter, but his fifth and sixth soul skills contained a shocking secret, which almost made him write Oscar directly into his little book of death.

But then he thought that the other party didn't know what he had done with those two soul skills, so he suppressed his killing intent. After all, the two of them had now joined the Tang Sect and were considered one of their own.

Oscar took a deep breath after glancing at Tang San's retreating figure, calming his nerves. He then decided to chase after Tang San, who was clearly waiting for them, so catching up wouldn't be difficult.

"Little Ao, why do you suddenly look so pale?"

Do you have one?

Oscar cursed inwardly at the fat man for talking so much nonsense. Was this something that could be said so frankly these days? He could only force a smile and look at the fat man helplessly.

"Tch, so mysterious. Fine, don't tell me then, I don't want to know anyway!"

(End of this chapter)