thefictionvixens Chapter 851 The Dark Horses Sweeping the Tournament
Chapter 851 The Dark Horses Sweeping the Tournament
Chapter 851 The Dark Horses Sweeping the Tournament
"You're so virtuous! You get all excited about this?"
Ma Xiaotao reached out and rubbed Ye Nanxiao's cheek, giving him a disapproving look.
"Ahem, I just felt like I haven't made any clothes for you guys lately. Winter's almost here, so we should prepare some clothes in advance!"
Ye Nanxiao tried to argue his way out of the situation and take over the right to make clothes for the young wives.
"Hmm, I'm a bit short on underwear lately, so whatever you like is fine." Jiang Nannan hugged a fox tail, pressing her face against it with a happy expression, rubbing against it.
She's become a fan of fluffy things, to the point that Ye Nanxiao has learned to use a fox tail instead of a keyboard for some fancy tricks.
"Please rest assured, Madam, leave it to me. I am the great tailor of our time! A pioneer who leads the trend of the times!" Ye Nanxiao said with a serious expression, wiping the glistening tears from his lips.
Ma Xiaotao flicked Ye Nanxiao's forehead with her finger and said irritably, "You fox! All you ever think about is this stuff. If you want to think about something, do it at night!"
The sound grew fainter and fainter until it was almost a mosquito's buzz.
Upon hearing this, Ye Nanxiao's gaze swept across the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building.
He seemed to be thinking about how to turn this thing off.
After everyone had finished breakfast, Tang Ya came in with a small booklet of documents and turned on the projector.
"Ahem, everyone look over here, it's time for a meeting! The 64th round will be over soon, and it'll be the 32nd round. A lot of dark horses have emerged here, we all need to pay close attention!"
Beibei readily handed over the pointer and became his assistant.
The names of the teams appeared on the screen.
Ye Nanxiao glanced at it and silently turned his head away.
Of the dozen or so teams listed on the screen, a third were his best employees.
Aoto, Yingliu, and Yuhenglou are all included.
Aside from a few hunter teams that needed to completely eliminate the evil spirit masters and were injured and forced to withdraw from the competition due to overexertion, the rest of the teams advanced to the 32-team tournament, including the three main teams.
"Knock knock!"
Tang Ya tapped the table and pointed to the teams from other academies in the Sun Moon Empire. "You all need to memorize the information on these teams. Although I have a lot of confidence in you, sometimes knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory!"
"Now, Nanxiao! Come up and tell us about the hunter team's situation!"
Ye Nanxiao, who was called upon by Tang Ya, reluctantly left the warm embrace behind him and went up to take the teaching pointer.
"Well, actually, I think there's no need to say anything. If they encounter us, they'll probably run away after a fight, since their goal is to eliminate the evil spirit master teams lurking in the competition."
"But don't even think about winning without a fight, you bastard Xu! They'll beat you up and then use up all their soul power before you're out of the competition."
Ye Nanxiao called out Xu Sanshi, who was secretly laughing, shattering his idea of winning by doing nothing.
"Huh? What if we run into Mad Lion and his gang?" Xu Sanshi asked, frowning.
He had watched the recording of the last battle between the Mad Lion Squad and the Tang Clan disciples several times.
If he were to face the mad lion's attack, which was even more ferocious than a storm, he wouldn't be confident that he could withstand it completely, unless Ye Nanxiao gave him another drop of essence blood to temporarily evolve into the Xuanwu Martial Soul, then he might have a chance.
"Mad Lion, he's past his prime, so he's in logistics now. But you should be careful of Zhang San from Shadow Stream, he loves to use explosive firepower to break through defenses." Ye Nanxiao felt a surge of pride as he recalled the godfather he had trained.
A black suit, a shotgun, smoking a cigar, and knowledgeable about the law—how would you face an enemy like that?
"Zhang San? That name sounds really imposing!" Xu Sanshi stood up solemnly. Was he finally about to meet his destined opponent?
Beibei glanced at Zhang San's team, then looked at Yingliu's name and gave Ye Nanxiao a meaningful look.
"Zhang San is one of them, but I think all the team members should pay attention and bring some Tang Clan specialties to have a friendly exchange with them. The hunter team helped us a lot last time, and the Tang Clan disciples' enthusiasm for cultivation has increased a lot, which is a good thing."
"That works too. Bring some milk tea or something; Nanxiao has plenty in his mini-fridge." Tang Ya nodded in agreement.
If the hunter team could train the Tang Clan disciples, and the two could work together and improve their skills, that would definitely be a good thing.
"Huh? This Dai Luoli is actually participating in the Shadow Stream team?" Huo Yuhao noticed Dai Luoli, who was the third member of the Shadow Stream team.
"To be precise, he is his half-brother, and they have quite a few minor conflicts," Ye Nanxiao said, glancing at Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback. He seemed to recall that when he and his mother were bullied as children, there was a lady who helped them. However, this lady was later targeted by the White Tiger Lady and could no longer help them.
"Muddy, can I go and talk to the Shadow Stream team?" Huo Yuhao asked.
"Go ahead, there's no rule against making friends during the competition." Ye Nanxiao saw the light in Huo Yuhao's eyes and nodded with a smile.
Two little ones with similar fates should become good friends.
Meanwhile, Dai Luoli's values have already been instilled in him, and he'll also teach this kid Huo Gua a lesson.
Ye Nanxiao dared not forget that Huo Gua's thoughts were now like dandelions on a cliff, easily blown away by the wind.
While the Tang Clan members were reviewing the information of each team in the competition, the competition was in full swing.
"Captain, the third squad has encountered the target team."
A female hunter disguised as a maid reported to Feng Shiyi.
Feng Shiyi nodded slightly, took the intelligence handed to her by the female hunter, and glanced at it.
"A Bloodthirsty Bat Martial Soul? Those crooked-handled bats have a Bloodthirsty Bat Martial Soul? Their cultivation is only at the sixth ring. How is the third squad doing?"
"In the last competition, we destroyed one target. Team members number six and seven were slightly injured, but I think we should be able to handle this target." The female hunter, who knew the situation of all the hunter teams in the competition, immediately gave her answer.
"I monitor the matches of each team in real time, and notify the medical center immediately if any team member is injured. If any hunter's injury worsens and they have to retire, I will rush to the entrance of the medical center," Feng Shiyi said calmly.
The female hunter quickly nodded in agreement and wrote down Feng Shiyi's words. She didn't think that Feng Shiyi was just making a casual remark. This captain was really going to go to the medical center in Aodu and corner Dean Li in his office.
"Yes! There's one more thing. The Shadow Stream branch is going on a killing spree. Captain Zhang said to ignore them and just give them a few boxes of cigars." The female hunter said, her voice trembling slightly. She was a long-time employee of Odu, but this was the first time she had ever seen someone dare to speak to the captain like that.
Hearing Zhang San's answer, Feng Shiyi snorted coldly, "Then let him be."
"Just don't affect the other teams."
"Um... Captain-Commander, actually this is the third thing I need to report..."
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On the field.
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"The Ultimate Bomb!"
"Hey bro, wanna smoke some top-quality Audu cigars?"
"You don't smoke? That's alright, I'm very hospitable, this box is for you. But I don't have a lighter on me, how about this big one I have? It lights up super fast!"
"Hey! Don't refuse! A single ultimate bomb doesn't cost much!"
Zhang San lit a cigarette! Not an inch left!
Clutching his beret tightly, Zhang San narrowly dodged a pair of blood-stained claws, quickly sliding to create distance. He cocked his shotgun, the secondary muzzle flashing.
Opposite him was a target whose martial soul was the Bloodthirsty Bat.
"roar!"
A tiger's roar resounded throughout the arena, and the Bloodthirsty Bat Soul Master's movements froze. A high-explosive bomb landed in front of him and exploded before it even hit the ground.
"Old Zhang! Is this not working? If not, let your younger brother have this target! It's incredibly valuable!"
Dai Luoli swung his tiger claws, unleashing several streaks of bloody light, repelling an evil soul master in front of him. He inhaled deeply, his stomach bulging, and then let out an even more powerful and resounding tiger roar.
The tiger's roar, accompanied by a mental shock effect, instantly masked the sharp sonic waves emitted by the vampire bats on the other side.
The Shadow Assassins seized the opportunity and launched a swift attack.
Fist blades, scythes, dual swords, and lightning darts—they reaped their targets one by one.
Whether the target is alive or not is not important.
The Bloodthirsty Bat Soul Master was the most powerful and quickly broke free from Dai Luoli's roar.
Seeing his teammates being slaughtered, the Bloodthirsty Bat Soul Master immediately let out a sharp shriek, "Take off!"
The remaining two vampire bat soul masters quickly flapped their bat wings and flew up, barely avoiding the fist blades hidden in the shadows.
"Tsk, two bounty hunters got away." Fist Blade clicked his tongue, jumped out of the shadow, and stood openly on the arena, staring at the three evil soul masters in the air with ill intent.
"Haha, Fist Blade, are you any good?" Scythe sat leisurely on the ground, with a vampire bat spirit master lying behind him. Upon closer inspection, the evil spirit master was still struggling, trying to break through the soul-locking armor on his body.
Lei Biao seized a demonic soul master, his hands crackling with electricity as he tightly controlled his target.
Only the twin swordsman, each wielding a different evil spirit master, grinned at the fist blades.
The referee's lips twitched as he considered whether to step forward and declare the captured evil spirit masters out of the game.
As for why I said "again," it's because in the last match, he acted as Zhang San's referee.
In that match, Zhang San did the same thing as now: he captured the opposing player, but only controlled him; once he let go, he would be full of energy again.
"The opponents are still giving it their all, and so are we. Does the referee want to intervene? Looks like you can't bear to see your friend get beaten up?"
"Referee, you don't actually know the rules of the game, do you?"
"Article 28 of the battle rules states that a player can be eliminated only if they are deemed to have lost the ability to fight. The criteria for determining whether someone has lost the ability to fight include vital signs, breathing ability, whether their martial spirit has possessed them, whether they are conscious, and whether their injuries are too severe to require immediate treatment."
"You don't understand, do you, referee?"
He had seen all sorts of competitors, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone fight while simultaneously arguing with the referee about the rules, and the worst part was that he couldn't win the argument.
How come this person knows the rules better than the referee?
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