Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 264 Oscar, out! Charge!

"Oh no, her real goal is the Oscar."

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's actions, Tang San shouted in annoyance.

Because he rarely uses the Blue Silver Grass martial soul in this qualifier, he still habitually stood at the front of the team.

In addition, although he had considered that the Tianshui Academy personnel would make changes, he did not expect that only four people would come up, and only Zhu Zhuqing would fight.

Therefore, the team's formation is still relatively dispersed, in order to prevent the opponent from launching a large-scale soul skill attack.

But who could have imagined that Zhu Zhuqing would suddenly become so much stronger? With just one surprise attack, she forced Xiao Wu to use teleportation twice in order to save Ning Rongrong.

Food-type Soul Masters have one restriction when participating in the Soul Master Competition: they can only use the items they create after going on stage.

As Zhu Zhuqing attacked, Oscar glanced at the sausages in his hand that he hadn't had time to distribute yet, feeling somewhat annoyed. What kind of bullshit tactics were these? Why didn't someone come and protect him?

Before he could complain, Oscar promptly stuffed a flying mushroom sausage into his mouth, and two wings sprouted from his back as he rose into the air.

Although he only gets half the effect from taking it himself, which is a bit wasteful, he has no other choice but to do so in order to protect himself.

Fortunately, Zhu Zhuqing can't fly. Oscar thought to himself, feeling somewhat relaxed as he rose.

Then, he heard Tang San shout:

"Little Ao, watch out."

Be careful? Be careful of what?

Before Oscar could understand what Tang San meant, a figure came into his view.

Zhu Zhuqing, dressed in a sky-blue uniform, suddenly had a pair of small, light black wings appear behind her and flew up above him at a faster speed.

When will she be able to fly?

This was the last thought that crossed Oscar's mind, because the next second, Zhu Zhuqing appeared in front of him, knocked him unconscious with a chop to the neck, and threw him off the stage.

Oscar had never been involved in anything, and Qian Renxue intended to groom him, so Zhu Zhuqing didn't go too far; she simply knocked him unconscious and threw him off the field.

Turning around, Zhu Zhuqing saw the group that had already formed a group, with Dai Mubai looking at her in disbelief.

Because she had just used her wings, the phantom of her martial soul was revealed in front of the group. Clearly, Dai Mubai had already seen her new martial soul.

What he found even more unacceptable was that he didn't feel the usual thrill of a martial soul fusion skill at all; instead, he felt a slight suppression from the martial soul.

"What's going on with your martial spirit?"

After a brief moment of shock, Dai Mubai felt betrayed, a feeling of anger even stronger than when Zhu Zhuqing publicly "divorced" him. It was a reaction from his martial soul.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him indifferently, without offering any reply, and then vanished from the spot once more.

"Mu Bai, calm down."

Tang San, somewhat annoyed by the black shadows constantly flashing around them, tied his Blue Silver Grass around Dai Mubai's waist, stopping him from rushing out on his own.

Idiot, we're in the middle of a battle right now, and do you really think she'd answer you given her attitude towards you?

Restrained by Tang San and feeling the force coming from his waist, Dai Mubai calmed down again, but the resentment in his eyes intensified.

Under Tang San's command, the remaining five surrounded Ning Rongrong, each with a Blue Silver Grass wrapped around their waist, wary of any attacks from Zhu Zhuqing.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing stopped and charged straight towards the direction Ma Hongjun was facing.

Her first and third spirit rings flashed one after another. During her rapid dash, she brought her hands together above her head, and the claw blades on her ten fingers suddenly extended and quickly merged together, turning into a sharp blade about a foot long.

A black blade of light, carrying a sharp aura, swiftly slashed towards Ma Hongjun.

Feeling the astonishing energy emanating from the black light blade, Ma Hongjun dared not be careless in the slightest. He hadn't forgotten that the other party was now twenty levels higher than him.

"She's with me."

After letting out a low growl, Ma Hongjun remembered his teacher's instructions and completely ignored the fact that Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was still wrapped around his waist. It's better to rely on yourself than on others.

The three spirit rings above his head lit up one after another from top to bottom, instantly amplifying his fire power to its strongest. His body was already airborne, and without thinking, he spewed out a flame from his mouth to meet the black light blade.

Phoenix Fireline is his strongest attack method to date.

The black light blade collided with the flames. After a brief collision, the remaining black light blade was deflected and exploded to the side.

In mid-air, Ma Hongjun's small eyes narrowed involuntarily. This was already his strongest attack, yet it still couldn't block any casual attack from the opponent.

Fortunately, he wasn't overconfident. He knew that none of the people below could match his burst damage.

Tang San, who had just turned around and saw this scene, frowned.

Although he had always known that Zhu Zhuqing's burst attack was very high, he did not expect that with Ning Rongrong's amplification, the fat man's attack was still slightly inferior.

They can't go on like this, otherwise, they might lose even more men if they're not careful.

"Fatty, keep attacking. Use the flames to compress her position and force her into close combat with us."

Non-energy-type explosive soul skills require a period of recovery after being used once in a short time. Otherwise, even without a cooldown, they will put a great burden on the body. Tang San, as Zhu Zhuqing's former teammate, was well aware of this.

So he decisively shouted at Ma Hongjun, who was in mid-air.

Undoubtedly, Zhu Zhuqing, a Soul Master of Agility and Attack, is still far above Tang San in close combat, which is very dangerous, as Tang San knows.

However, he had no choice but to look at their personnel configuration.

With Tailong, Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, and himself, they are now all close-range attackers, so he can only gamble. Moreover, he believes that with Ghost Shadow Step, he can temporarily hold off Zhu Zhuqing.

Moreover, only in close combat could his soul skill possibly hit Zhu Zhuqing.

He doesn't need to do it too many times, just once. As long as he can trap Zhu Zhuqing once, even if Zhu Zhuqing's level is higher than theirs, given the relatively fragile physique of an agility-type soul master, enduring one round of their attacks would be enough to seriously injure her.

Upon hearing his shout, Ma Hongjun did not hesitate. He spewed out a large amount of flames from his mouth, beginning to compress the area where Zhu Zhuqing could move.

Of course, he still controlled the area and did not dare to spread towards Dugu Yan and the other two who were watching the battle.

He was already finding Zhu Zhuqing so difficult to deal with; he didn't even want to imagine what it would be like to drag the other three into this.

At the same time, Tang San waved his Blue Silver Grass and placed Xiao Wu next to Ning Rongrong. She was too exhausted, so for the time being, she should not participate in direct combat. Protecting Ning Rongrong was the priority.

Incidentally, Tang San no longer held back on his soul skills. What he needed to hide was his fourth soul skill. The first three soul skills held no secrets for Zhu Zhuqing.

He continuously alternated between using his first and third soul skills, coordinating with Ma Hongjun's flame attacks in mid-air, in an attempt to block Zhu Zhuqing's charge, though it was largely ineffective.

For Zhu Zhuqing, his blue-silver entanglement was not even worth dodging. She only needed to take a step forward to be directly shattered, and the spider web would be torn apart with a single swipe of her hand.

As for his second soul skill, the faint black mist surrounding Zhu Zhuqing would immediately kill any plant spores that came into contact with it. Apart from wasting soul power, his parasitic skill was completely useless.

Looking at the area already surrounded by flames, and Zhu Zhuqing who was still dodging but getting closer and closer to them, Tang San stopped releasing his soul skill.

"Rongrong, buff Tailong. Mubai, go all out and entangle her to create an opportunity for me. Once my fourth soul skill hits her, I'll kill her instantly."

A ruthless glint flashed across his face. Had he known it would turn out this way, he would have secretly poisoned Dai Mubai's fingernails.

Unfortunately, now that it's in front of everyone, I have no choice but to give up.

Ning Rongrong paused for a moment, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shimmering with light. She still added an amplification to Tailong; it was a duty she couldn't escape.

Tang San, meanwhile, had already led the two out and formed a fan-shaped encirclement.

Seeing their actions, Zhu Zhuqing blinked, and instead of retreating, she charged forward at an even faster speed.

For her, Ma Hongjun's flames posed the greater threat among the group. Now that they had chosen to deliver themselves to her doorstep, they had actually helped her and shielded her from the flame attacks from mid-air. That couldn't be better.

Moreover, another reason she didn't rush to attack was because she was waiting for her skills to cool down. Now that they were about to recover, they rushed at her instead. What were they thinking?

Tang San is one thing, but doesn't Dai Mubai know the effects of the Zhu family's skills? Besides, she's now an enhanced version. Who gave them the confidence to leave the back row unattended? Did they really think three people could stop her?

Just as the four were about to clash head-on, Zhu Zhuqing's fourth spirit ring lit up, and three clones identical to her appeared beside her.

Above the clone's head, three second spirit rings lit up simultaneously. Using the momentum from its forward charge, it leaped into the air and began to spin rapidly. On its foremost cat paw, a deep, dark light formed a star-like line as it swung quickly, attacking the three of them.

She used her fourth soul skill, the clone, to unleash the Netherworld Hundred Claws.

She herself, taking advantage of the moment when her clone launched its attack, made a light leap.

Driven by its wings, it swept past the three people in front of it, turning into a streak of light and heading towards Xiao Wu, who had lost most of her soul power, and Ning Rongrong, who had no fighting ability.

As for Ma Hongjun, as a high-burst Soul Master, he didn't have much Soul Power left after the arena was filled with flames.

Even if he still had the strength, would he dare to launch a joint attack on Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu?

(End of this chapter)