Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 49 A desperate gamble for survival: Dugu Bo seeking death.

"You're planning to save him? I heard that Bibi Dong sent people to invite him many times before, but he refused to join the Spirit Hall. Now it seems he's even mixed up with the Heaven Dou royal family. Should we just kill him?"

Guang Ling pointed to the ice on the ground. He was not optimistic about Han Li's actions in saving people, nor did he think that Dugu Bo, who had refused to join the Spirit Hall even after being persuaded and threatened, would change his mind.

Dugu Bo, trapped in the ice, was furious when he heard Guang Ling's words. He was screaming in his heart, "I think we can give it a try!" But unfortunately, he couldn't move or speak.

"Let's give it a try. What if he agrees? Right, Senior Poison Douluo?"

The second half of Han Li's sentence was directed at Dugu Bo, who was still inside the ice, in an attempt to gauge his reaction.

Dugu Bo was nodding his head in frustration, but from the outside, he appeared completely still, unable to even blink.

He had used the last bit of strength he had to try and speak, but he had overestimated himself and underestimated Guangling. As a result, he had lost his last ability to resist. He was filled with regret. If he hadn't acted impulsively and had saved his strength for now, he could have at least blinked. Why was he now so passive, left to his fate?

Just as he was feeling desperate, Han Li's voice rang in his ears like heavenly music, instantly increasing his goodwill towards this junior.

"Master, please loosen the restraints on Senior Poison Douluo a little. It doesn't have to be too much, just enough to allow him to blink or communicate. I want to talk to him."

Seeing that Han Li was still prepared to talk to Dugu Bo, Guang Ling gave up on trying to persuade him. Fine, let him talk if he wants. Anyway, with him around, a newly promoted title holder can't cause any big trouble. It won't be difficult to kill him later.

With a swift movement, Guang Ling grabbed the ice block from the ground, summoned his martial spirit, touched the ice surface, and saw that the ice block near Dugu Bo's head dissipate slightly, finally allowing him to move his head again.

Although Guangling had cleared some space for Dugu Bo, two very thin ice needles remained between his eyebrows and on the top of his head. This was Guangling's backup plan; if Dugu Bo made any move, he would die instantly.

"You better behave yourself, or else, hmph," Guangling threatened.

Dugu Bo, who had just regained the ability to move his head, immediately bristled upon hearing his words.

This bastard not only attacked him while he was unconscious and stole his secluded place, but he also planned to kill him to silence him. In fact, if it weren't for the boy beside him insisting, he wouldn't have allowed him to speak. When has Dugu Bo ever suffered such humiliation in his life?

He wanted to unleash a torrent of curses, but seeing the cold glint in Guang Ling's eyes, he forced himself to hold back. Compared to his own miserable state, he cared more about what the boy had said. If what he said was true, he would need Guang Ling's help later. This was the boy's master, and he couldn't afford to act impulsively now.

Peace of mind, peace of mind.

Dugu Bo took a deep breath, completely ignoring Guang Ling's threatening gaze, and turned to look at Han Li beside him.

"What you just said is true? You not only saw my symptoms, but you even have a cure?" Dugu Bo tried hard to control his emotions, afraid of frightening Han Li and causing Guang Ling to kill him.

"Of course, I never lie," Han Li replied confidently.

Guang Ling subtly curled the corner of his mouth, but he wasn't prepared to undermine his apprentice. He knew that Han Li had read many books on medicine and plants, and he would accept the idea of ​​creating an antidote by following the instructions in that book.

But he really didn't believe that with just this little bit of knowledge, after a year of study, he could cure a Title Douluo who was about to be poisoned to death. He guessed that this kid had other motives and wanted to trick Dugu Bo.

Thinking of this, he secretly added a few more ice needles to the back of Dugu Bo's head to prevent any accidents from happening.

At such close range, the other two naturally noticed his little actions, but no one paid any attention.

For Dugu Bo, two or ten sticks made no difference. If Guang Ling wanted to kill him, he was doomed. He just wanted to confirm whether Han Li's words were true or false.

Han Li was pleased that his master was being so cautious. It meant that even if Dugu Bo lost his mind and refused to cooperate, he could kill him immediately, minimizing the impact on both of them. If he cooperated, he could apologize on behalf of his master later, which would also earn him some goodwill—a sure win.

"If you don't believe me, I can describe your symptoms first, and you can see if they match."

After Han Li finished speaking, he interrupted Dugu Bo before he could speak again, saying, "If I'm not mistaken, you have a serious health problem. Whenever it's cloudy or rainy, you experience a tingling, itchy sensation in your ribs, which gradually intensifies and lasts for more than an hour, occurring once each at noon and midnight. Also, every night, around the third watch of the night, you experience needle-like stabbing pains on the top of your head and the soles of your feet, along with spasms throughout your body, lasting for at least half an hour."

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