Douro Continent

Chapter 589 Oscar's Despicable Seventh Soul Skill

Tang San looked at his companions and said, "We've finally passed the first test. No matter how difficult the second test is, we should all take a good rest now. Everyone has worked too hard this past year. Let's rest for three days to adjust our physical condition before starting our training again. For the next period of time, our main focus will shift from soul power to skill application and teamwork. After all, everyone's soul power has increased significantly, and we have gained some more powerful soul skills. Everyone saw how difficult the first test was; the second test will definitely not be easier. We not only need to master our own abilities, but also the abilities of our companions. Only by making our teamwork as perfect as possible can we have a better chance of passing the second test."

Dai Mubai nodded and said, "I have no objection, let's do it this way. Finally, we can relax a bit. Haha. Let's rest. Come on, Zhuqing, let's find a place to sleep for a while..."

Zhu Zhuqing glared at him, her pretty face flushed.

Before Oscar could even speak, Ning Rongrong glared at him with hostility, forcing him to swallow back the words he was about to say.

Just as everyone was preparing to disperse and rest, the fat man suddenly jumped out, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, don't rest yet. Brothers, sisters, and cousins, you have to be my witnesses!" As he spoke, he turned to Bai Chenxiang, his face full of smiles, his small eyes squeezed into slits by his fat.

Bai Chenxiang looked at him, bewildered. "Fatty, what are you doing?"

Ma Hongjun's smile froze instantly, his small eyes widening again. "Oh my god, you haven't forgotten, have you? What did you say during the first test, Third Brother?"

Everyone then understood what Fatty meant. Bai Chenxiang had said that if Tang San passed the first test safely, she would give Fatty a chance. Others might forget this, but how could Fatty possibly forget it?

Bai Chenxiang then realized that Fatty had been thinking about this. Feeling everyone's gaze on her, she said frankly, "I did say that if Third Brother passed the first hurdle safely, I would give you a chance. Now I'm giving you a chance! Whether you can move me depends on your abilities."

The fat man paused for a moment, then realized that Bai Chenxiang's promise didn't seem to be in his best interest. He muttered, "It's not accepting me! It's just giving me a chance?"

Bai Chenxiang chuckled and stuck out her tongue at him, "Giving you a chance is already a favor, don't be ungrateful."

Ning Rongrong chimed in, "That's right, Fatty, if you're going to pursue Xiangxiang, your first priority is to lose weight. Look at all this fat on you. Perfect timing, since we're out of supplies right now, you should work hard to lose some of that fat."

The fat man said indignantly, "So what if I'm a little fatter? Fine, I'll lose weight, Xiangxiang, you'd better leave me a chance!"

For the next three whole days, none of the Shrek Seven Devils cultivated anymore. The prolonged mental strain had brought their mental world to the brink of collapse, and three days of complete relaxation were absolutely necessary for them.

Following Tang San's advice, Oscar and Ma Hongjun wouldn't attempt the second trial until they reached level 70. Therefore, after three days, everyone began their new cultivation journey.

Without the pressure of the Sea God's Light, their cultivation speed naturally decreased significantly, especially since they had already reached considerable strength. Even advancing to the next level became extremely difficult. Tang San, who had already reached level seventy-six, clearly felt that although his soul power was increasing at a decent rate, the next hurdle was still a long way off, and he didn't know when he would reach level seventy-seven.

Although Oscar was always jovial, he was undoubtedly the most hardworking among them. No matter how many years had passed, he had never forgotten his promise to Ning Rongrong. He wanted to protect his beloved with his own strength. The Mirror Image Sausage undoubtedly gave him this ability, but it was far from enough. Tang San's words deeply resonated with him. As a food-type Soul Master, reaching level seventy was extremely rare in the entire Soul Master world. And precisely because of the difficulty of cultivation, reaching level seventy would bring a qualitative leap in the abilities of a food-type Soul Master. He had already seen Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasures True Body; it reduced the Soul Power consumption of all Soul Skills by fifty percent! If his seventh Soul Skill could produce a similar effect, then not only would the buff to his companions last longer, but the duration of his own use of the Mirror Image Sausage would also be extended. Naturally, he would be able to better protect his beloved and help his companions overcome the current trial.

Therefore, as soon as the three-day rest ended, Oscar immediately threw himself into cultivation, spending just as much time cultivating as he had when he had the light of the sea god.

Seeing Oscar like this, the fat man naturally felt embarrassed to relax. He had finally caught up with everyone else in terms of soul power, and he couldn't afford to let his guard down now.

However, their efforts somewhat disrupted Tang San's original plan. Without Fatty and Oscar's participation, their teamwork naturally suffered. However, they understood Fatty and Oscar's eagerness to reach level 70, so Tang San, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong practiced on their own. After all, the combined strength of the four of them was already quite formidable.

Ning Rongrong primarily practices her distraction control skill. Through years of effort, her skill has continuously improved from the initial three-aperture Heart Control to the four-aperture Constant Heart and then the five-aperture Dispersion Heart. The difficulty of cultivating this skill increases significantly with each level, making it no easier than creating a new soul skill. Currently, Ning Rongrong's goal is to cultivate the six-aperture Auspicious Heart. Although her soul power is now comparable to her father's, she still lags behind Ning Fengzhi in skill usage and control. It's important to know that Ning Fengzhi's distraction control skill has reached its peak at the seven-aperture Exquisite Heart, allowing him to control his various amplifications with effortless ease. Ning Rongrong will need a long time to catch up to her father's level of skill mastery.

Tang San can't even use his soul skills now. He can only practice with the others using his most basic abilities and soul bone skills. Although he can't use soul skills, Tang San's self-created soul skills are numerous. Whether it's the Tang Sect's Crane Control Dragon Capture, Tang Sect hidden weapons, or the Clear Sky Hammer Technique, they are all quite powerful abilities. Combined with his soul bone skills, even without the Blue Silver Emperor soul skill, he is now much stronger than an ordinary Soul Saint.

Tang San was absolutely confident that once his soul skills recovered, he would be able to put up a fight even against an ordinary Title Douluo. Two 100,000-year soul rings and two 100,000-year soul bones were no joke. Not to mention, he also possessed the ever-evolving external soul bone, the Eight Spider Lances.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's leap in strength was no less significant than Tang San's. This wasn't due to their inherent soul power, but rather their terrifying Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Both had reached the Martial Soul True Body realm, and their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Netherworld White Tiger, had naturally risen to another level. Tang San knew that even in his strongest state with all his soul skills, he would have no chance against the Netherworld White Tiger in a direct confrontation. This demonstrated the immense heights this Martial Soul Fusion Skill had reached.

Such a combination naturally results in formidable strength, especially when the Netherworld White Tiger receives the amplification from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Tang San was certain that even a level 95 expert would find it difficult to confront it head-on. However, while using the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to enhance the Netherworld White Tiger's explosive power was immense, it also consumed an enormous amount of Ning Rongrong's soul power. Even when she used her Nine Treasure True Body, she could only maintain it for thirty seconds. The Netherworld White Tiger's power after reaching the Martial Soul True Body level was truly terrifying.

Time passed day by day. Despite the perilous surroundings on the outer ring of sea, the group remained unaffected, spending each day in various forms of training. This trip to Seagod Island was a rare opportunity for the Shrek Seven Devils to cultivate. Sharing skills and encouraging each other, they progressed faster than if they had trained individually. As for food, while it was a bit of a struggle, it wasn't really a problem. With Oscar, a food-type Soul Master, there, his sausages could easily feed not just eight people, but even eight hundred. His regenerative sausages could produce thousands almost instantly. Furthermore, Tang San used his Blue Silver Domain to find edible plants and fruits on Seagod Mountain, easily solving their hunger problem.

Oscar's soul power had consistently been higher than Ma Hongjun's, and before he received the level one reward from the assessment, he was already close to advancing. Therefore, three months later, he was the first to break through to level seventy. Poseidon, the Sea God Douluo, naturally descended once more.

Seeing the arrival of the esteemed Sea God Douluo, Oscar couldn't help but feel a surge of intense excitement. He roared inwardly, "Level 70! I've reached level 70 too! Who says food-type Soul Masters can't be powerful? I'm only twenty-four years old this year, and I've already reached the Soul Saint realm! Rongrong, don't worry, I will definitely have the ability to protect you from now on!"

Poseidon smiled slightly and presented the last divine-given spirit ring that the Shrek Seven Devils could accept, besides Xiao Wu. Enveloped in golden light, Oscar, with the scar on his face, sat down, exuding an incredibly resolute aura. Oscar proved to everyone through his actions that although he wasn't a combat-type spirit master, he possessed a steadfast will no less than theirs. He persevered longer in the divine-given spirit ring trial than Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Ma Hongjun.

When Ning Rongrong saw Oscar on the verge of collapse amidst the raging golden light, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She understood that Oscar's persistence and dedication were all for her sake. As a food-type Soul Master, he should have only needed to rely on the protection of his companions. But for her sake, as the heir to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he had to endure far more than ordinary food-type Soul Masters.

Oscar spent a full day from the moment he underwent the trial of the divinely bestowed spirit ring to the completion of the absorption process. Although he didn't experience the same immense impact as Tang San when he received the 100,000-year spirit ring, the pressure he endured was still terrifying. After the absorption was complete, he needed three full days to fully recover. During these three days, Ning Rongrong stayed by his side every moment, never leaving his side.

The absence of sunshine is indeed very uncomfortable; without its warmth and comfort, it's easy to feel depressed.

Since the start of the second trial, the Shrek Seven Devils have never seen the sun again. The sky is always covered with dark clouds, and the seawater in the ring sea has never stopped boiling.

Even with Tang San's resolute will, swallowing the sausage made by Oscar was difficult, and he couldn't help but frown. How could one possibly enjoy eating the same sausage as a staple food every day? Only Oscar himself seemed to be eating it with relish, showing no sign of getting tired of it.

"Hey Oscar, you've had your seventh soul skill for over half a month now, why don't you show us its power?" Dai Mubai said to Oscar while painfully eating a recovery sausage.

Upon hearing this, Oscar's expression immediately changed. He looked up at the sky and exclaimed, "The weather's nice today!"

The fat man walked over from the side. "Not bad, you're all smiles. Stop interrupting. Ever since you got your seventh spirit ring, you've been doing this every day. No matter how we ask, you won't tell us. You're keeping it a secret even from your own brothers! Could it be that your seventh spirit skill isn't powerful enough? Don't worry, we won't laugh at you. It's almost there, so what?"

Oscar glared at the fat man, annoyed. "You think my seventh soul skill is bad? The effect will scare you to death. Hmph."

Ma Hongjun gloated, "Then why don't you show it to everyone! So many days have passed, and you haven't even told Rongrong. There's definitely something wrong with your soul skill. Haha, I guessed it! Look, Third Brother's Martial Soul True Form transformed into the Blue Silver Emperor, his entire body turning blue-gold, almost becoming the Blue Silver Emperor's true form. Boss Dai's Martial Soul True Form transformed into a White Tiger, and Zhu Qing transformed into a Netherworld Cat. You, with a sausage as your Martial Soul, are you saying that after using your seventh soul skill, you'll turn into a giant sausage yourself?"

Oscar's face stiffened. "You fatso, get lost! I'm not telling you. Do you think I'm as sleazy as you?!"

Ma Hongjun wasn't angry at all. He imitated Oscar's voice and shouted, "I have a giant sausage! Who knows whose curse this is? Me, sleazy? When it comes to sleazy, who can beat you!"

Hearing the fat man's analysis, Ning Rongrong, who was holding Oscar's large hand, also stiffened her expression. Looking at Oscar, she whispered, "You little devil, did the fat man guess right? If your seventh spirit ring really turns you into a giant sausage, I, I, I..."

"No, don't listen to his nonsense," Oscar hurriedly explained.

Ning Rongrong asked curiously, "What is that? You won't even tell me. An ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws eventually. We'll all be working together from now on, so how can you not use this important seventh soul skill? Sooner or later, everyone will find out."

Oscar glanced at the gloating fat man in front of him, then at the curious looks on the others, and said dejectedly, "Fine, I'll talk. Heavens above! Earth below! Respected Sea God! Why are you playing this game with me like this! Just let me die."

A thunderous boom echoed in the sky, as if in response to Oscar's words, startling Oscar into silence, who dared not utter another word.

Even Tang San couldn't help but ask, "Little Ao, could it be that your seventh soul skill is really related to turning yourself into a sausage?"

Oscar stood up, his face filled with grief and indignation, and said, "Although it's not turning into a sausage, it's not much better than that. Let's make this clear: when I use my seventh soul skill, none of you are allowed to laugh. Otherwise, I'll lose my temper."

The fat man standing in front of him immediately wiped the smile off his face. "No problem, we definitely won't laugh. Just hurry up and show us."

Oscar glanced at everyone with some unease, and they all nodded. However, a hint of a smile was already playing in their eyes.

Just as Oscar was about to begin, Ning Rongrong interrupted him, "Wait a minute." She quickly stood up, ran to Xiao Wu's side, took Xiao Wu's arm, and then looked at Oscar, clearly seeking some psychological comfort.

Oscar gritted his teeth. Just like Ning Rongrong said, everyone would find out sooner or later, so it was better to know now. What if he used his seventh soul skill during the battle and startled them into losing their composure? Wouldn't that be a terrible mistake? With that thought in mind, he finally stopped hesitating and released his seventh soul skill.

Oscar stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, squatted slightly, took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and stretched his arms straight in front of his chest with his palms facing down.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—seven optimal spirit ring combinations quietly appeared on his body. His martial spirit had been released. Oscar didn't seem particularly special now; in fact, his expression even carried a hint of holiness.

But his entire process of releasing his soul skill left his companions dumbfounded.

He suddenly pulled his outstretched arms back, his fists flipping over so that his palms faced upwards, and brought them all the way to his waist. As he pulled his arms back, he made a lewd backbend.

"Stay strong, stay strong, golden fly."

Each time he shouted "Firm and strong," he would do the same action of pulling his fist back and straightening his waist. When he shouted the words "Golden Fly," he would pull his left fist back to his waist, raise his right arm and straighten it, and clench his right fist, flicking up only his middle finger diagonally towards the sky.

Seeing Oscar's expression, everyone finally understood why he had been so hesitant to show them his seventh soul skill. If they had to describe it in one sentence, it would be: there is no limit to how lewd he could be.

Ning Rongrong collapsed into the arms of the bewildered Xiao Wu. The expressions on the faces of the others became extremely strange; their facial muscles twitched as they tried to suppress their laughter, but they were also on the verge of bursting into it.

A point of golden light shone on Oscar's right middle finger, and his seventh spirit ring also lit up. In an instant, the golden light spread throughout Oscar's body, and then surged back to the tip of his right middle finger, gradually condensing into a shape.

A golden fly, no bigger than a soybean, appeared out of thin air on his middle finger, and the golden light on Oscar disappeared.

"Pfft..." Ma Hongjun was the first to burst out laughing, and then, as if it were contagious, everyone except Ning Rongrong, who was so embarrassed that she threw herself into Xiao Wu's arms, and Xiao Wu herself, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Damn, that's so disgusting, so incredibly disgusting... that golden fly..."

"Even golden flies have emerged, and it's still going strong... I can't take it anymore..."

The two who laughed the loudest were Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai, because among everyone, only the two of them, besides Oscar himself, knew what the "firm golden fly" was in reality.

"You promised not to laugh, or I'll strangle you!" Oscar, holding a golden fly, lunged at Ma Hongjun. Ma Hongjun turned and ran, but the laughter showed no sign of stopping.

Tang San was also laughing, but his laughter stemmed from Oscar's lewd actions. He couldn't help but ask Dai Mubai, "Boss, what is that golden fly? I've never heard of it before."

Dai Mubai chuckled, "Of course you, a virgin, haven't heard of it. It's a real gem! It's something extremely good for a man!"

"Looks like you're pretty proud of not being a virgin, huh?" Dai Mubai's excitement didn't last long. In his moment of smugness, he forgot that Zhu Zhuqing was right beside him. His ear suddenly stung as Zhu Zhuqing grabbed it, glaring at him with a hostile expression.

"Tell me, what exactly is that firm, golden fly?"

Dai Mubai swallowed hard. "I...I'm not familiar with him, not familiar at all. Fatty is familiar with him, you should ask him!"

Ma Hongjun was running over at that moment. Hearing Dai Mubai's words, he couldn't help but curse, "Brother Dai, are you even a brother? What do you mean I'm familiar with you? I'm not familiar with you at all. I've only heard about you."

Tang San was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "What exactly is it?"

Dai Mubai chuckled, "Aphrodisiac, ever heard of it? It's hilarious. Oscar, that guy, actually created something like this with his seventh soul skill. No wonder he didn't want us to know. He even had to shout a soul incantation. I wonder if his future father-in-law would still be willing to marry Rongrong to him if he heard that."

Tang San's expression froze slightly. "Aphrodisiac..." Although he was a virgin, as a drug researcher, he certainly couldn't be unaware of what an aphrodisiac was.

Oscar had stopped in his tracks, glaring angrily at the crowd. "You broke your promise. Fine, don't expect me to give you any more golden flies in the future."

Dai Mubai laughed and said, "Come on, you'd be happy to give it to us, but we'd never eat it. Little Ao, you truly deserve the title of 'Big Sausage Uncle'! Not only do you have all kinds of sausages, but now you've even given us a golden fly to keep them erect. Not bad, this soul skill makes perfect sense as a martial soul true form."

Seeing Oscar's face turn from red to purple, and he looked like he might explode at any moment, Tang San quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Little Oscar, tell me about the function of your seventh spirit ring. Although it looks a bit strange, as a food-type spirit true form, it must be extraordinary."

Hearing Tang San's words, Oscar's expression softened somewhat, and he said proudly, "Little San really knows his stuff. Of course this is good stuff. Seventh Soul Skill, Resilient Golden Fly. It has two effects: if I eat it myself, the sausage-making speed will increase by 30%, and the effects of all sausages will increase by 30%. If other Soul Masters eat it, the power of the Soul Skill will be increased by 50% when using the next Soul Skill."

The smiles on everyone's faces immediately turned into surprise after hearing Oscar's explanation. They exchanged bewildered glances, because they realized that Oscar, who was merely a food-type soul master, had a seventh soul skill whose overall effect was in no way inferior to Ning Rongrong's seventh soul skill, Nine Treasures True Body.

After reaching level 70, Oscar's sausage-making speed became unimaginable, especially with his first four soul skills, which were practically instantaneous after chanting the incantation. He could even make multiple sausages at once. Even with his fifth soul skill, he could make one sausage in the time it took to chant the incantation. With the boost from the Resilient Golden Fly, his sausage-making speed increased by another 30%, undoubtedly increasing the speed at which he could supply everyone. Not to mention their seven-person team, even a hundred-person team could be easily supported by Oscar with the boost from his first five soul skills. Moreover, the Resilient Golden Fly could also increase the effectiveness of all his sausages by 30%, making his overall boosting ability a qualitative leap compared to before.

Of course, what attracted everyone's attention even more was that if they were to consume the golden fly, their subsequent soul skills would be increased by fifty percent. What a terrifying effect that was! Simply put, if Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing simultaneously consumed one of Oscar's resilient golden flies, and then used their Netherworld White Tiger abilities, coupled with Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda amplification, then within thirty seconds, even facing Sword Douluo Chen Xin, whose soul power reached level ninety-seven, they probably wouldn't be at a disadvantage. And against lower-level opponents, they could even achieve an instant kill.

At this moment, everyone truly understood why Tang San emphasized the importance of food-type Soul Masters breaking through level 70, and why they should wait until Oscar reached the Soul Saint realm before considering attempting the second trial.

Seeing everyone's astonished expressions, Oscar said smugly, "Are you convinced now? My seventh soul skill is awesome, isn't it? So what if it's a little sneaky? As long as the effect is strong, that's all that matters. Moreover, if my Mirror Image Sausage is made under the amplification of this sturdy golden fly, then the duration will increase to ten minutes. If you eat it, you'll gain 90% of the effect of the replication skill. If I eat it, hehe, it'll go straight to 100%. In other words, if I use Xiao San's blood as a catalyst to create the Mirror Image Sausage, then within ten minutes, I will possess all of Xiao San's skills except for the soul bone and domain. As long as I learn more about their applications from Xiao San, maybe I can become a battle soul master in the future. Hahahaha..."

Despite Oscar's smug and almost punchable expression, the astonishing truth he revealed left everyone stunned: 100% replication ability for ten minutes. For Oscar, this was an absolute leap forward. Furthermore, the enhanced replication mirror sausage he created using the Resilient Golden Fly could temporarily grant everyone 90% of the abilities of others. The boost to the team's overall strength was undeniable.

Ning Rongrong had already lifted her head from Xiao Wu's arms and looked at Oscar's smug expression with a helpless look. But soon, her expression returned to normal, and she stood up and walked towards Oscar.

Seeing Ning Rongrong approach, Oscar proudly held the golden fly in his palm and offered it to her. "Rongrong, look, what a beautiful golden fly! This is the first seventh soul skill I've ever created. I'm giving it to you. It represents that you are my one and only. Don't worry, this seventh soul skill has a major advantage: it will never expire. Once it's created, it will remain until it's used."

Ning Rongrong calmly accepted the golden fly Oscar offered, a faint smile even appearing on her pretty face. "Little Oscar, the reason you were unwilling to use your seventh soul skill in front of us before, besides the fact that the soul spell was too underhanded, was it also because you knew what a real thing like the Golden Fly was for?"

Oscar, though somewhat smug, wasn't completely carried away. Seeing the unfriendly glint in Ning Rongrong's smile, he quickly suppressed his grin, adopting a righteous expression, and vehemently denied it, "I don't know, of course I don't know. Do 'firm golden flies' even exist in reality? I've never heard of them! What are they?!"

Ning Rongrong looked at him with a sneer, "Keep pretending. You better explain to me who you used that firm golden fly with before."

"Uh... my dear Rongrong, please don't listen to slander! How could someone as upright and pure as me do such a thing? When you met me, I was only fourteen years old, unlike Boss Dai who was precocious. How could I possibly know what a firm golden fly is?"

"Damn it, Xiao Ao, you and Rongrong can explain yourselves all you want. What does it have to do with me? I can't take it anymore. Saying I'm precocious? When I met you, you were only twelve and already had a full beard. I don't know who was precocious. Haven't you always been showing off to me about how big your 'sausage' is? You've already been with a whole bunch of girls."

Upon hearing this, Oscar immediately jumped up and down, "I've been through countless beauties? That still can't compare to your thousand-woman slayer! You're the infamous, peerless lecher Dai Mubai. Who can compare to you?"

Watching the two of them expose each other, Tang San was speechless. At this moment, Fatty showed his extremely clever side. He didn't interrupt and quietly retreated to Bai Chenxiang's side, showing a look of deep hatred. This clearly showed that he had nothing to do with these two guys and was definitely not one of them.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing remained silent, each watching their own men with cold smiles as they listened to their mutual accusations.

"Ahem, ahem, we should start cultivating." Tang San was the most considerate of them all. He didn't want the Seven Devils to fall into internal strife, so he interrupted them before Dai Mubai and Oscar could each reveal some substantial gossip about the other.

Oscar and Dai Mubai weren't fools either. Sensing the icy, piercing gazes beside them, they immediately snapped back to reality. They exchanged a glance, their eyes meeting, and after years of brotherhood, they displayed perfect teamwork.

Dai Mubai sighed and said, "Xiao San is right, let's continue cultivating. Xiao Ao, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have made up stories. We're brothers, don't let this affect our brotherhood. I apologize."

Oscar quickly said apologetically, "Boss Dai, I'm not good either. Actually, although you were very popular with girls back then, you were always surrounded by women but never got involved. Because your pure heart only held one person. Didn't you say that you would give up your life for her? If you couldn't pass the family's test in the future, you would even die to save her. As long as she's happy, you'd do anything."

Dai Mubai looked affectionately at Zhu Zhuqing beside him and said, "Yes! From childhood to adulthood, my heart has only ever held one person. Aren't you the same? For the sake of your beloved, you went through countless hardships to gain the ability to protect her. You even suffered a disfigurement for it. Compared to you, I still have a long way to go!"

Tang San, Ma Hongjun, and Bai Chenxiang stared dumbfounded at the brothers whose expressions changed faster than flipping through a book. Ma Hongjun couldn't help but turn his head away, muttering to himself, "I can't watch anymore, I really can't watch anymore. These two guys are just too sleazy..."

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"Steady Golden Fly"—uh, please don't shoot me, female disciples of the Tang Sect. I based this on how lewd Oscar is in real life. However, it is indeed a plausible and incredibly powerful skill. Our motto is: "Sausages must stay firm, and monthly tickets must stay even firmer!" Hehe.

Here's another cliffhanger for you all: the real challenge of the second test will appear in the next chapter. Can you guess what it will be? I can assure you, the true difficulty of the second test has already been revealed in previous chapters.

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