novelhk Chapter 272 Huo Yuhao: Satisfy Them One Night Tonight
Chapter 272 Huo Yuhao: Satisfy Them One Night Tonight
Chapter 272 Huo Yuhao: Satisfy Them Tonight
In that instant, the entire arena seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force, and a suffocating silence filled the air.
In the stands, thousands of spectators held their breath, staring in disbelief at the scene unfolding before them, as if time had stood still.
Their eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment, as if they had witnessed some kind of miracle beyond reason.
A young man who didn't look very old had a face full of shock and confusion.
He pinched his equally young companion hard, his voice trembling as he said, "Hey, pinch me! I want to see if I'm dreaming!"
His companion, a somewhat mischievous-looking young man, immediately frowned and retorted with displeasure, "Damn it, where are you pinching me?! I'm already short, don't pinch me like that! If you really pinch me off, how am I supposed to go to a brothel?!"
Before he could finish speaking, the young man jumped up in pain, his movements somewhat comical, but no one in the audience laughed. Their attention was completely captivated by the incredible scene before them.
Right in front of them, a support-type Soul Master actually sent a power-attack-type Soul Master flying. How could this be! This is simply unbelievable!
Power-attack type Soul Masters are usually known for their strength and attack power. Their physical qualities and combat skills are designed to cause maximum destruction on the battlefield.
In contrast, support-type Soul Masters excel at providing support and healing, helping teammates recover and enhance their combat power.
The balance of power between the two is like the two ends of a scale, with a heavy iron hammer on one side and a light feather on the other.
However, just now, that seemingly weak support-type Soul Master subverted everyone's understanding in a way that almost defied common sense.
It's like a tiger attacking a rabbit, and then in the next instant, the rabbit kicks the tiger away with a flying kick.
Then, the rabbit continued muttering, "I'm a race rabbit! Watch my Leo Flying Kick!"
The audience began to whisper among themselves, and the murmurs gradually spread throughout the arena.
They couldn't believe their eyes, but the facts were undeniable: the support-type Soul Master had indeed done it.
He not only did it, but he did it so perfectly, so impressively.
At that moment, Ning Rongrong instantly became the focus of the entire audience, leaving an indelible impression on everyone.
It seems that from now on, the entire support system will face another major upheaval.
If a support-type Soul Master can now defeat a power-attack-type Soul Master, then what's the point of having power-attack-type Battle Soul Masters?
The expression on the towering iron tower's face froze for a moment, as if time had stood still.
His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock, his mouth was slightly open as if he wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat.
"This, how is this possible!" This exclamation echoed in the mind of the burly iron tower.
He knew his companions' strength well; it was a confidence honed through countless battles.
In their eyes, they already knew their opponent's strength perfectly. Logically speaking, whether it was a support-type or an agility-type Soul Master, they should have been powerless against their companion's storm-like attacks.
However, what happened before his eyes completely overturned his understanding.
A support-type Soul Master managed to withstand all their attacks in an incredible way.
To the burly iron tower, this was simply an impossible task, as if it were a fantasy.
However, everything has its reasons.
So calm, so incredibly calm!
He clearly remembered that the support-type Soul Master was unusually calm during the battle, as if everything was within his expectations.
By the time he realized what was happening, everything was already decided.
What's even more crucial is that, in the instant the lean, towering Soul Master was sent flying, Zhu Zhuqing clearly saw the location of his life gate.
A sharp glint flashed in her eyes, as if she had found a glimmer of hope in the darkness. Her heart raced, for she knew that finding the way out meant seizing the initiative in this battle.
Unexpectedly, truly unexpectedly, the Gate of Life was located right beneath the Iron Tower Soul Master's feet. Zhu Zhuqing's lips curled into a smug smile.
She had been observing every movement and detail of the Iron Tower Soul Master, but she never imagined that the Gate of Life would be hidden in such an inconspicuous place.
This made her feel a sense of admiration for the Iron Tower Soul Master's combat wisdom.
However, despite our admiration, the battle still must be fought!
Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, adjusted her state, and prepared to launch a fatal blow.
Having found the location of the life-saving gate, Zhu Zhuqing would no longer hold back. A resolute glint flashed in her eyes, and she leaned forward slightly, preparing to launch an attack. She knew that her next move had to be swift and precise, leaving her opponent no chance to breathe.
"Third Soul Skill, Shadow Travel!"
In the next instant, Zhu Zhuqing disappeared from her original spot, and then transformed into a shadow and entered the shadow of the iron tower.
Her movements were as swift as lightning, as if she had become one with the darkness, making her impossible to catch. Her figure moved silently through the shadows of the Eiffel Tower, like a ghost.
Upon seeing Zhu Zhuqing suddenly disappear, a look of horror immediately appeared on Tie Ta's face.
His eyes searched everywhere, trying to find Zhu Zhuqing's whereabouts, but it was all too late.
Zhu Zhuqing had already used her speed and shadow abilities to completely conceal herself in the darkness.
The Iron Tower Soul Master finally sensed something was wrong and quickly activated his Soul Skill.
However, it was too late. Zhu Zhuqing's attack came silently like a shadow, and the Iron Tower Soul Master didn't even have time to react.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing was like a hunter in the dark, accurately finding her opponent's weakness and launching a fatal blow without mercy. The Iron Tower Soul Master's defense seemed so fragile at this moment.
In that instant, Eiffel Tower suddenly felt an unbearable pain in the soles of his feet. Then, his body was uncontrollably lifted off the ground, as if struck by an invisible force, and shot straight towards the ceiling.
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Zhuqing's figure vanished into the shadows like a ghost, her movements so swift as lightning that they were almost impossible to catch.
Then, she precisely located the Iron Tower's vital point—its most vulnerable spot in battle—and launched a fatal blow with lightning speed.
Seeing that the Iron Tower Soul Master's feet had left the ground, Zhu Zhuqing realized that her opportunity had come.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Netherworld White Strike!" As Zhu Zhuqing's clear voice echoed in the air, her body seemed to transform into an elusive phantom, instantly disappearing from the spot.
Her speed was so fast that it exceeded the limits of the naked eye, leaving a series of blurry afterimages in her wake. From a distance, it looked as if a mass of ghostly energy was tightly surrounding the iron tower.
Iron Tower was powerless against Zhu Zhuqing's attack. He was thrown high into the air by that powerful force and then slammed heavily off the stage. The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.
When the audience came to their senses, they were surprised to find that the once-fierce Iron Tower trio had all fallen to the ground, incapacitated.
The once lively atmosphere in the stands instantly became completely silent.
The audience members who had just been cheering for the Iron Tower duo's valiant performance were now dumbfounded, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Zhu Zhuqing's attacks were so swift and precise that the focus of the entire arena shifted from the Iron Tower duo to this mysterious and powerful woman in an instant.
The expressions on the faces of most people were not just disappointment, but something even more unsightly than crying.
They staked all their hopes and savings on the Towers' victory.
Some people have gone to extremes, not only mortgaging their houses but also borrowing large sums of money from relatives and friends.
They believed the Towers would win the game and that this would turn their fortunes around and help them escape their financial difficulties.
They had been full of anticipation, thinking they would make a fortune from this victory, and had even planned how to use this windfall. However, reality dealt them a heavy blow; all their hopes and dreams vanished in an instant, leaving them with nothing!
Some people have even booked private rooms at the hotel, and are now just waiting for the money to arrive so they can have a three-hundred-round battle at the hotel.
However, now it's all over, they've all become deadbeats!
Some people had lost control of their emotions; their eyes had turned bloodshot, and anger and despair were intertwined. They wished they could jump onto the field themselves and fight Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.
They couldn't accept such a failure, couldn't accept that all their efforts and hopes had been shattered.
On the stands, Huo Yuhao appeared unusually calm, even looking at Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong with a slight smile.
Huo Yuhao knew that the two of them would definitely succeed, and sure enough, they did not disappoint him.
To reward their outstanding performance, Huo Yuhao decided that he would definitely satisfy them tonight. Of course, if they were willing to go together, then Huo Yuhao would not say anything.
Only then did cheers erupt from the entire stands, but the cheering crowd did not include the gambling gods.
They had lost everything and were extremely depressed. Some of them had silently left their seats and headed to the rooftop, which seemed unusually deserted today.
Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is howling, and someone leaps down.
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