Douluo Continent: After Ten Thousand Years of Silence, I Was Exposed by the Sky.

Chapter 110 Ning Fengzhi: Little Ao is too lewd! Tang San was stunned: Oscar is really on the list?!

Oscar had a full beard and stubble, and his peach blossom eyes blinked rapidly.

He was still holding a large, shiny sausage in his hand.

His appearance, no matter how you looked at it, exuded an... indescribable sleazy vibe.

Especially compared to those who appeared before, either domineering like the Purple Emperor Annihilating the Heavenly Dragon or holy and noble like the Six-Winged Angel, the martial soul possessors.

The Oscars' sudden change in style is so abrupt it's almost unbelievable.

"This...this is the number one food-type martial soul in our Douluo Continent?"

"A... sausage?"
And this person's expression... doesn't it look like a good person?

The people of Douluo Continent looked at each other in bewilderment. The anger that had been suppressed by the nine consecutive defeats was now being dazed by the sudden absurdity.

Meanwhile, on the Sun and Moon Continent, a burst of laughter erupted.

"Hahaha!

I’m dying of laughter!

sausage?

Is this the trump card of Douluo Continent?

"Judging from that guy's appearance, he's probably a sausage vendor, right?"
"This guy deserves to be called number one?"

"It seems that our Sun Moon Continent is destined to win this tenth match. Even someone like this can make the list. Douluo Continent really has no one left!"

Although the laughter couldn't be directly conveyed through the sky, the atmosphere of contempt seemed to permeate the screen.

Inside the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The atmosphere, however, was not as relaxed as it was outside; instead, it was strangely awkward and heavy.

Sect Master Ning Fengzhi looked at the future son-in-law on the sky, who was "posing" in front of the entire continent.

His usually refined and easygoing face stiffened slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little.

"This... Xiao Ao, how come he's still like this... so unconventional even on the sky?"

Ning Fengzhi helplessly rubbed his forehead.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had long recognized Oscar and even tacitly approved of his relationship with Rongrong.

After all, a food-type soul master with innate full soul power is a true peerless genius, worthy of the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

It may be acceptable, but it was done in front of everyone from both continents.

Seeing his future son-in-law's sleazy appearance, Ning Fengzhi, the father-in-law, still felt somewhat embarrassed.

"Hmph, you can't judge a book by its cover."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, standing to the side, nodded slightly, his sharp eyes seeing through appearances to the essence.

"Although this kid's martial spirit looks quite impressive..."

It's a bit unique, but this innate talent of full soul power is undeniable.

Cultivating food-based techniques is inherently difficult; having reached this level, he truly deserves to represent Douluo Continent in this final battle.

Chen Xin actually had a good impression of Oscar.

Especially after learning that Oscar went to the far north alone to train in order to gain the power to protect Rongrong.

After obtaining that heaven-defying Mirror Intestine Soul Skill, he looked at it with even greater respect.

"That's right..."

The Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who had been silent all along, now had a furrowed brow and his face was full of worry.

Gu Rong looked at the sky and said in a heavy tone:

"Fengzhi, Old Swordsman, don't forget, the current score is nine to zero."

Gu Rong's words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the faint joy Ning Fengzhi felt because his son-in-law had made the list.

"In the first nine matches, our Douluo Continent suffered a crushing defeat."

Especially the eighth match, featuring Poseidon, the high priest of Poseidon Island.

Simply for refusing the challenge, he was condemned and vilified by soul masters across the continent, his reputation plummeting.

Although Poseidon Island has now been renamed Zhenhai City, Gu Rong sighed, a worried glint in his deep-set eyes.

"The current Soul Masters of Douluo Continent are like a group of gamblers who have lost everything and desperately need a victory to save face."

They pinned all their hopes on this final match.

"Although Xiao Ao is exceptionally talented, especially his sixth soul skill, Mirror Intestine, which can copy other people's soul skills, it is indeed a divine skill."

But...what if?"

Gu Rong turned her head to look at Ning Fengzhi, lowering her voice slightly:
"What if some monster really does appear on the Sun and Moon Continent and defeats Xiao Ao as well..."

Have you considered the consequences?

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's pupils contracted sharply, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the scepter.

Yes.

If Oscar wins, he will be the hero who turned the tide, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will also rise in status.

But what if we lose...

Against this backdrop of 9-0 despair, the loser of the tenth game will suffer a fury far more terrifying than the previous nine combined!

People won't care if you were born with full soul power, or if you tried your best.

They will only see—

It was you who completely destroyed the last vestige of dignity in the Douluo Continent!

At that time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, as the backer of Oscar, will likely also be targeted by the angry public.

They were even labeled as "cultivating useless people" and "misleading the country and its people".

"Poseidon's example is right before our eyes..."

"It's ancient banyan tree," the ancient banyan tree said quietly.

"Those people have gone mad; they need an outlet for their frustration."

Little Ao is now standing on the edge of a cliff.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, his originally refined face now becoming unusually serious.

He looked at Oscar, who was still grinning foolishly on the screen, and silently prayed:

"Little Ao, you absolutely cannot lose this battle..."

"Not just for yourself, but also for Rongrong, and for the future of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Shrek Academy has a suffocating atmosphere.

Tang San, who had just recovered from his grief and shame, was still as pale as a sheet.

Tang San stared intently at Oscar, who was holding a sausage and wearing a lewd smile on the sky, a complex emotion flashing deep in his eyes.

envy?

Not willing?

Or is it some kind of darker resentment?
Tang San quickly took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his turbulent emotions, and managed to force a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

He forced out a smile that looked gentle but was actually incredibly stiff, and walked up to Oscar.

"Go, Xiao Ao!"

Tang San's voice was somewhat hoarse, sounding as if it were being forced out of his throat.

"Now that I've been chosen, I'll give it my all."

With your sixth soul skill, Mirror Intestine, as long as you use it properly, you will definitely be able to defeat the opponents from the Sun and Moon Continent.

"To restore honor for our Douluo Continent and for Shrek Academy."

These words were spoken in a grand and dignified manner, without a single fault to be found.

Oscar, who had been somewhat uneasy, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this words of encouragement from his "brotherly bond".

Aska was initially worried that the "dirt" about Tang San that Tianmu had previously exposed, as well as Tang San's deeply affected appearance just now, would cause a rift between the brothers.

It seems that Third Brother is still the same Third Brother who puts the big picture first and cares about his brothers!
(Actually, that's not the case. Read the next chapter! (*^▽^*))

(End of this chapter)