novelhk Chapter 639 Xuanzi thought he could deceive me?
Chapter 639 Xuanzi thought he could deceive me?
Chapter 639 Xuanzi thought he could deceive me?
"So what?" Poison Undying shook his head dismissively.
Jing Hongchen, who hadn't even reached the threshold of the Super Douluo realm, was not someone Poison Undying was a threat to him.
Even with one hand tied, she can easily control the mortal world.
Looking at Du Busi's disdainful expression, Elder Xuan suddenly remembered what Ye Nanxiao had said: "Anyone who dares to joke in front of a gun is either already buried under three feet of grass or is on the road to self-destruction."
"Oh? Old Poison Master, you're so confident?" Elder Xuan raised an eyebrow.
Du Busi looked at Elder Xuan, a look of regret suddenly appearing on his face. He sighed and said, "Xuanzi, I originally thought you would be my formidable opponent, but I didn't expect that just Jing Hongchen would make you feel troubled?"
"It seems I have overestimated you, Xuanzi. So what if you possess a soul tool? True strength lies within yourself."
As Elder Xuan watched the arrogant Poison Undying spout nonsense, a sense of unease suddenly welled up within him.
Although Poison Undying's brain is mostly muscle, it's not like it's completely brainless to have lived that long.
"This old poisoner is trying to trick me into revealing information!" Elder Xuan suddenly realized.
As Xiao Xiaozi once said, when faced with verbal attacks, one must never fall into the other party's rhythm of conversation.
"Is that so? Then why did you come all this way to buy a soul tool?" Elder Xuan sneered.
Poison Undying was speechless. Why wasn't Elder Xuan arguing with him anymore? This guy used to be so unwilling to admit defeat!
"I...I did it because the sect needs it! The younger generation needs to be nurtured! Soul tools are just..."
As Du Busi continued talking, he realized that he couldn't come up with anything coherent, so he could only snort coldly and turn his head away disdainfully.
"Old poisoner, what are you pretending for?" Elder Xuan laughed a few times, and left gracefully under the near-explosive gaze of Poison Undying, dragging Ye Nanxiao away with him.
"Hmph, that scoundrel Xuanzi! All he thinks about is food! What insights could he possibly have?" Du Busi said, seemingly trying to comfort himself.
Long Aotian strode forward. "Master, the first batch of soul tools can be delivered in three days. For the subsequent soul tools, we may need the royal family's cover. Nanxiao has probably already guessed the location of our sect's stronghold."
Poison Immortal nodded slightly. "I have already instructed Old Monster Zhao to transfer the sect's assets and resources. However, we only need to deliberately leave a slight flaw so that they discover our emergency transfer. Then, Old Monster will go and attract their attention, and we will quietly return."
"Hmph, Xuanzi would never have guessed that I am still hiding in Tiandou City!" Poison Undying's eyes flashed with wisdom. Xuanzi would never have thought of this move of turning around and striking from the shadows!
Do you really think I'm just a barbarian?
You don't understand your opponent at all, Xuanzi!
"Master Dahui!" Long Aotian took out a flute from his pocket, gently blew it a few times, and several bird songs rang out.
Outside the Luojiafang area, several people suddenly disappeared.
"However, that old bastard Jing Hongchen has lost control of Mingde Hall, and he won't have a chance to take those good things. Xu Tianran, that greenhorn, has gotten into a fight with the old bastard. Perhaps I can interfere?" Du Busi thought to himself.
The more chaotic the Sun Moon Empire becomes, the better it is for them.
Especially the zero-yuan purchase behavior at Mingdetang.
Long Aotian, who was walking ahead, was completely unaware of the wise glint in Du Busi's eyes.
"I'm going to make a big deal!"
Shrek City, Tang Clan.
The training ground was filled with outer disciples, all gathered around a fighting ring.
The inner disciples, dressed in dark blue inner hall uniforms, stood in neat rows.
On the stand next to the arena, there were several people of different heights, all wearing lion head shoulder guards on their right shoulders.
The leader was over two meters tall, with long, light yellow hair like a lion's mane, and exuded a powerful aura.
On the arena stood an inner disciple of the Tang Clan and a tall, thin man with a lion-head shoulder guard on his right shoulder.
Various darts and hidden weapons rained down from the inner disciple's hand, tracing different arcs in the air as they attacked the tall, thin man. At the same time, one after another, soul-guided cannons landed and transformed rapidly.
The squad is called Mad Lions, a combat squad belonging to Odu, and ranked fourteenth in the Hunter Project.
"Captain Mad Lion, thank you for your help with this exchange battle." Tang Ya was wearing the sect leader's light armor, her long hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and she held a fan in her hand.
Mad Lion pounded his right fist on his left chest, bowed slightly, and said, "Sect Master, you flatter us. It is our honor to serve the organization."
"The boss specifically instructed that the mission should be primarily carried out by the Tang Clan."
Tang Ya nodded slightly and waved for several disciples to come over and set up a large sunshade and a viewing platform.
"What do you think of my Tang Clan disciples, Captain Mad Lion?" Tang Ya asked.
Mad Lion pondered for a moment, then said, "Skillful in technique, but lacking in strength."
Although the disciples of the Tang Clan possessed the Tang Clan's hidden weapon techniques and fighting skills, in Mad Lion's eyes, they were still lacking in strength—the strength to stand on the battlefield.
"This is also why the sect leader makes us spar with the inner disciples."
"Yes, the Tang Clan disciples lack real combat experience." Tang Ya nodded in agreement with Mad Lion's words.
The disciples of the Tang Clan lacked a certain ruthlessness, spending their days sparring with other disciples within the clan. However, such sparring was ultimately limited.
During their brief exchange, the inner disciple on the stage had already been defeated by the tall, thin man and carried off the stage.
The inner disciple, being carried in a princess carry, lay face down on the stretcher with his eyes tightly closed. He was too ashamed to face anyone after being carried down in a princess carry.
The tall, thin man scratched his head, looking bewildered, and returned to the ring.
Beibei's lips twitched slightly, maintaining her referee's dignity, and gestured for the inner disciples to quickly move forward.
Some disciples in the outer hall set up video recording devices and diligently recorded the events.
After an afternoon, the Mad Lion Squad confirmed that all the supplies they had transported had arrived and politely declined Beibei's offer to stay overnight.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Sect Master. Our team needs to hurry back to complete our mission so we can start the next one and boost our performance. It's almost the end of the year, and time is running out." Mad Lion bowed to Bei Bei and led his team away from Shrek City into the night.
"Pushing for year-end performance targets, no wonder they're trained by Nanxiao." Beibei smiled helplessly and returned to the hall.
Apart from Huo Yuhao, who was currently in seclusion to cultivate, all the other members were in the hall.
"They're back? Did you send them away?" Tang Ya asked weakly, leaning on Jiang Nannan's lap.
Beibei touched her nose, thinking to herself that she probably wouldn't be able to go to bed early tonight.
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"The Mad Lion Squad has already left; they've gone back to their mission."
"Alright, Nan Nan, tell me about the inner disciples' performance today," Tang Ya said listlessly.
Jiang Nannan, who was acting as Tang Ya's secretary, reluctantly picked up the notebook in her hand and said, "Thirty battles, ten wins and twenty losses, Tang Clan only won ten times."
As soon as Jiang Nannan finished speaking, Tang Ya immediately started rolling around in pain, "Ahhh, we only won ten games! And that was even with the Mad Lions team intentionally throwing the match!"
Then Tang Ya's colors faded, her eyes lost their luster, and her whole body was enveloped in a gray light.
"Okay, okay, knowing your shortcomings will help you improve faster," Beibei comforted her.
"That Mad Lion Squad is too strong. If I were to go up there, I wouldn't be able to beat their vice-captain, let alone Mad Lion himself, who is a captain." Xu Sanshi chugs cup after cup of tea, his face full of frustration.
The vice-captain of the Mad Lion Squad is a petite girl who's only 1.5 meters tall, yet she still got chased and beaten up. That's too violent!
"That squad is well-trained and skilled in using soul tools. After all, it's the combat force that Nanxiao organized in another location. I think it's quite normal that the inner disciples couldn't beat them," He Caitou said, rubbing his bald head.
Besides the Tang Clan's hidden weapon techniques, the Tang Clan disciples also use soul tools developed by Ye Nanxiao. Naturally, the Mad Lion Squad also knows soul tool combat techniques.
"That's the problem. They're all training methods left by Nanxiao, so why is there such a big difference in effectiveness?" Tang Ya hugged Jiang Nannan's waist tightly, burying her head in that softness and rubbing against it vigorously.
"Xiaoya!" Jiang Nannan chopped Tang Ya on the head with a chop to stop her.
Jiang Nannan was already annoyed by her fox's absence, and Tang Ya used the same coquettish way her fox usually did, which stirred up a wave of longing in her heart.
"That damn fox! He ran all that way and didn't even call back!"
"Brothers and sisters! I'm back!" A fiery red rose flew low into the hall, fluttering its magnificent wings.
"Little Peach... Sister," Tang Ya called out weakly.
Ma Xiaotao shook her wings, retracted her martial spirit, and looked at the lifeless Tang Ya with a puzzled expression. She asked, "Xiao Ya, what's wrong? Did Bei Bei bully you?"
"How dare I! Don't talk nonsense!" Bei Bei immediately shook his head; he didn't want to be dragged to training by Ma Xiaotao.
Upon hearing the word "bullying," Tang Ya seemed to think of something else, her face flushed slightly, and she shook her head. She then recounted the afternoon's sparring between the Tang Clan's inner disciples and the Mad Lion Squad. Just then, Qiu'er leisurely returned carrying a bag of steamed buns.
The Tang Clan had become their home, all because of that man.
"Oh, so strictly speaking, all the inner disciples were wiped out?" Ma Xiaotao asked, swaying back and forth in her chair.
"Strictly speaking, there are a few who are still in the lab and didn't participate, so it's not a complete wipeout!" Xu Sanshi corrected seriously.
"Third Senior Brother, those people are all on the research path; their combat strength is not as good as that of the outer disciples," Wang Dong'er said, shaking her head.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent; Tang Ya was so grief-stricken she felt like she was about to vomit.
Ma Xiaotao frowned, pondered for a long time, and asked, "Is it strange that we lost? Those people over there are all ruthless and dangerous. If we weren't so short-handed right now, we'd send them out to do missions too, wouldn't we?"
"Oh no, no matter what, being defeated 30 times in a row is still embarrassing to talk about," Beibei sighed.
The Tang Clan's economy is now on the right track, but its combat strength is somewhat lacking. Tang Ya doesn't want the Tang Clan to lose in terms of martial prowess again.
"Hmm, I heard from Lao Yan that the inspection team is short-handed and they need to form a second team to purge evil spirit masters and unjust people. Should we send the inner disciples?"
"Or perhaps we could shove some people into the recent Soul Ring acquisition operation?"
"Then I might as well be your sparring partner," Qiu'er said, biting into a meat bun.
The several suggestions that came up in the discussion gave Jiang Nannan a bit of a headache, but she wrote them down in her notebook.
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