Chapter 80 Battle Against Huyan Zhuo
The next morning.
Spirit City Arena.
Tang Hao and his two siblings sat listlessly in the stands, surrounded by a dozen or so disciples of the Clear Sky Sect.
The match hadn't officially started yet, and the contestants hadn't entered the arena. Feeling somewhat annoyed, Tang Yuehua grabbed Tang Hao's arm and asked,
"Second brother, do you think Qin Ming will come today?"
"Definitely not."
"Ah, second brother, why do you say that? Didn't the Spirit Hall say that Qin Ming was injured, which is why they postponed his match by a day?"
Hearing this, Tang Hao curled his lips into a mocking smile.
"What do you mean, injured? Yuehua, how could you be so foolish?
Can the Spirit Hall's words be true?
In the past few days, Qin Ming has fought more than a dozen Soul Battles, but he has only used his fourth Soul Skill and that external Soul Bone.
Even if he has a few other Soul Bones, the Soul Skills attached to those Soul Bones probably aren't very strong, otherwise that brat wouldn't have never used them.
This kind of coward only dares to stay in the sky and use ranged Soul Skills to bully those Soul Masters who can't fly."
At this point, Tang Hao stood up, his tone becoming increasingly certain.
"Judging from the power of his sword energy in his previous battles, it's impossible for him to break through Huyan Zhuo's defense.
Moreover, Huyan Zhuo has already participated in many battles, and his soul skill information has long been exposed.
As a member of the Spirit Hall, that brat Qin Ming must know something about Huyan Zhuo.
Huyan Zhuo's third soul skill, Suppression Kill,
is the nemesis of all soul masters of his type; this soul skill can easily pull him down from the air.
Facing a soul master who completely counters him, how could that brat still have the courage to participate..."
Tang Hao wanted to continue, but Tang Xiao, sitting beside him, reached out and pulled him back.
"Ah Hao, stop talking."
Hearing this, Tang Hao looked at his older brother with some confusion.
Tang Xiao didn't speak, but simply pointed towards the waiting area.
Seeing this, Tang Hao had a bad feeling.
Following the direction Tang Xiao was pointing,
Tang Hao was shocked to find Qin Ming following behind several Spirit Hall deacons, walking towards the contestants' waiting area.
They were just waiting for Salas, the referee, to announce the start of the match before they could enter.
Qin Ming's appearance made Tang Hao somewhat embarrassed.
After clearing his throat, Tang Hao silently sat back down.
The other disciples of the Clear Sky Sect sitting next to the three siblings all kept their eyes down, not uttering a word.
Seeing Tang Hao's embarrassment, Tang Yuehua was also at a loss, and could only forcefully comfort him,
"Second brother, that kid is probably just here to make an appearance.
Once he's on the field, he might just admit defeat."
Hearing this, Tang Hao nodded.
At this moment, he only hoped that Qin Ming would really do as he thought. That
he would admit defeat as soon as he stepped onto the field, or be directly crushed by Hu Yanzhuo.
Only in this way could Tang Hao feel that he could regain some face in front of the Clear Sky Sect disciples around him...
About ten minutes later.
Qin Ming and Hu Yanzhuo stepped onto the stage at the same time.
After the two officially met, Qin Ming sized up his opponent. Hu
Yanzhuo was burly and had bronze skin.
His upper body was bare, and two vertical lines were drawn on his face with white paint, giving him the appearance of a barbaric savage from a distance.
Hu Yanzhuo was also observing Qin Ming.
Previously, Hu Yanzhuo's impression of Qin Ming was not good.
He shared Tang Hao's opinion,
believing that Qin Ming had chosen a delaying tactic out of fear of fighting him.
Now, after their formal meeting, Hu Yanzhuo noticed that Qin Ming's aura did indeed seem somewhat weak.
At this moment, Hu Yanzhuo realized that the Spirit Hall had not lied.
Qin Ming might indeed have been injured yesterday, which was why he had to postpone the match.
Thinking of this, Hu Yanzhuo's expression softened slightly. He looked at Qin Ming and said,
"Qin Ming, why don't you admit defeat?
You're already at my disadvantage, and now you're injured. You can't possibly be my match."
Hearing this, Qin Ming smiled and waved his hand.
"I just haven't fully recovered my mental strength yet. This situation doesn't affect me much."
As he spoke, Qin Ming gave Salas a look.
Salas immediately understood and shouted,
"Both contestants greet each other. The battle will officially begin in one minute."
Seeing this, Hu Yanzhuo stopped talking and looked at Qin Ming seriously.
"Hu Yanzhuo, Martial Soul: Diamond Mammoth, Level 53 Defensive Battle Soul King, please enlighten me."
Qin Ming also clasped his fists in return.
"Qin Ming, Martial Soul: Blazing Wolf, Level 48 Power Attack Battle Soul Master, please enlighten me."
As he spoke, the phantoms of Blazing Wolf and Diamond Mammoth appeared behind them.
Salas had just announced the start of the match
when Qin Ming immediately summoned the wings of light on his back, raising himself to a safe height.
Seeing this, Hu Yanzhuo did not hesitate.
He suddenly grabbed towards Qin Ming's location.
"Third Soul Skill, Suppression Kill."
A pale blue soul power materialized into a huge halo above Qin Ming's head.
Seeing this, Qin Ming gently flapped the light wings on his back.
Before the soul skill could fully materialize, Qin Ming vanished from his spot.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Ming reappeared several meters away, leaving only a few wisps of golden flame in his original position.
Only then did Hu Yanzhuo's soul skill fully materialize.
A pale blue wave of energy surged towards the spot where Qin Ming had just been, completely washing away the flames Qin Ming had left in mid-air…
Seeing this, Hu Yanzhuo was somewhat stunned. He looked at Qin Ming and exclaimed,
"You even reacted to that?"
Hearing this, Qin Ming sighed helplessly.
"You even called out the name of your soul skill.
I also knew about this soul skill beforehand.
I'm not stupid, how could I not react…"
Looking at Hu Yanzhuo, who was still stunned on the ground, Qin Ming didn't know what to say.
He couldn't understand why Soul Masters in Douluo Continent always shouted out the names of their Soul Skills to their opponents during battle.
Wasn't that deliberately telling the other person what you were going to do next?
Qin Ming just couldn't understand this bizarre habit.
Hearing Qin Ming say this, Hu Yanzhuo finally realized.
This time, he didn't speak when he made his move, but just kept pressing his hands down towards Qin Ming in the air...
At this moment, the audience in the stands became noisy, and they all looked at Qin Ming with a hint of envy in their eyes.
"Qin Ming's external Soul Bone is really high quality, his flight speed is so fast.
I really envy him, I wish I could have one too."
"Sigh, who wouldn't want that..."
Amid the noise of the crowd, Tang Hao narrowed his eyes and sized up Qin Ming.
Compared to other Soul Masters, Tang Hao didn't have much awe for the Spirit Hall, and he really wanted to seize the Soul Bone from Qin Ming.
Tang Xiao, who was next to him, seemed to see through Tang Hao's thoughts.
He quickly reached out and pulled Tang Hao back, shaking his head at Tang Hao.
"Ah Hao, don't be impulsive.
Think of the sect behind us."
Hearing this, Tang Hao remained silent, only slightly composing himself...
(End of Chapter)
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