Capítulo 169: Grandmaster Is A Devil (3)
Xiao Wu was still her old self, and had the least changes appearance wise. Not even her skin was tanned, and she was always lively and happy.
However, during everyday's fighting, she caused quite a lot of suffering. Her third spirit ability "Teleportation" appear and disappear unpredictably. Even Dai Mubai and Tang San suffered losses against her.
Good thing her teleportation distance is only within five meters.
Even so, paired up with Waist Bow and Demon Confusion, the three spirit abilities' melee fighting capabilities are terrifying.
Ning Rongrong, compared to her first few days of coming to the Academy, lost almost all her haughtiness. Her face emitted more heroic spirit, and her reserved character made her even more charming.
This ignited the hope of Oscar again, who had already given up. Of course, with these three months, even if Oscar wanted to woo her, he didn't have the strength.
As for Zhu Zhuqing, it has to be said that her willpower isn't any worse than a man's. She did not make a single whine the entire three months. Not only did she withstand it all, she sometimes even actively asked for a harder training.
Her body was an entire circle skinner, but as a Agility System Spirit Master, her speed, with a stronger body, was also improved.
The three months of devilish training finally ended yesterday. Grandmaster gave Shrek's Seven Monsters seven days of vacation for them to adjust their conditions.
Finally having the chance to rest, Oscar went head first into his bed and slept. Tang San cultivated as usual. Because Zhu Zhuqing insisted on exercising more, Dai Mubai actively requested to accompany her. Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong decided to be like Oscar, choosing to use this rare vacation for rest.
While listening to Oscar's snoring, Tang San assembled the parts sent from the smithy. He finally had time today. The craftsmanship of the Tie Brothers made Tang San very satisfied. So far, the Silent Sleeve Dart, Powder Shooting Shadow, Taut Back Head-Lowering Crossbow, and other weapon parts were already assembled. Only the Godly Zhuge Crossbow had higher requirements, so he was still working on it. Tang San wanted to, with these days of rest, not only cultivate but also distribute the hidden weapons and teach everyone how to use it.
Engrossed in the assembly of hidden weapons, time flew by. Only until Oscar woke up and told him to go eat that Tang San discovered the sunlight outside has become moonlight and a day has passed.
The two walked out of the dormitory, walking towards the cafeteria. Just as they were walking, suddenly they saw a person wobbly walking over.
"The fuck, who is this, why do they have the head of a pig?"
Oscar cried out excessively.
Tang San focused his gaze. The swaying, walking unsteadily figure was unexpectedly Ma Hongjun, except he looked very ragged. Not only were his clothes very torn, his plump face was swollen by a full circle. His eyes were bruised purple and the corner of his mouth still had a crimson stain.
"Fatty, what happened?"
Tang San quickly rushed forward to support the tottering Ma Hongjun. Oscar skillfully summoned his Recovering Sausage and passed it over.
Ma Hongjun didn't decline, gobbling down the sausage and finally looked a bit better.
"Fuck, this time was quite embarrassing."
Ma Hongjun's eyes were filled with hatred. His face was originally plump and his eyes small. Now that his face was swollen, his eyes were barely visible in all the fat.
"Who beat you up?"
Tang San's voice clearly had a chilling edge.
Three months of devilish training had passed with everyone helping each other. They were so much more than classmates. Seeing his brother beaten up, how could Tang San not be angry?
Ma Hongjun angrily said:
"I got beaten up by a vulgar uncle. Embarrassing, really damn embarrassing."
Oscar furrowed his brows,
"Fatty, it wasn't because you were trying to be another persons love rival is it?"
Ma Hongjun said furiously:
"What love rival, evidently it was I who saw that girl first. That vulgar guy was really shameless."
Hearing Ma Hongjun say that, Tang San instantly understood a bit. Clearly, like what Oscar said, Fatty was beaten up when he was trying to settle his evil fire.
Tang San patted Ma Hongjun on his shoulder,
"Let's go eat something at the cafeteria first, we can talk there."
With Oscar's Recovering Sausages' help, Ma Hongjun's body condition was a lot better. Then the three walked into the cafeteria.
In the cafeteria, Dai Mubai was sitting there eating furiously, but Zhu Zhuqing wasn't beside him.
"What the fuck, fatty, how did you get like this?"
Seeing Ma Hongjun's unkempt appearance, Dai Mubai was also alarmed. He was a lot more short tempered, jumping from his seat and his evil pupils shining angrily.
Ma Hongjun scowled miserably.
"Boss Dai, you have to back me up! You see how they beat me up. Even my handsome face is now distorted. How can I get girls in the future!"
Oscar chuckled.
"Handsome face my ass, swollen like a pig. What actually happened, tell us first."
Ma Hongjun pulled over a chair and sat down and finally started talking.
"I left this afternoon, and decided to go to Suo Tuo City to resolve my evil fire problems. At the place, I found a really hot girl inside this tiny brothel. Just when I wanted to call her over to resolve my problem, a vulgar uncle came. He looked about forty, with short hair and at first sight, he looked trustworthy. However, upon closer inspection, the guy's eyes was full of an obscene gaze."
Dai Mubai said: "So you fought him?"
Fatty stuck out his chest and said:
"Of course, he already bullied me, you think I should endure it? At first I just wanted to chase him out, but he turned out to be a Spirit Master as well, and a four ringed Spirit Ancestor. In a moment I was beaten up and thrown out of the brothel. What was most intolerable was he flicked my dick, and said it was tiny. As a man, this sort of insult wasn't something I could endure. So I got up and fought him again, and I became like this. You guys didn't see his arrogant face. Boss Dai, Ao Second Brother, Tang Third Brother, you guys have to support me! If not for my strong body from recent training, I might not even be able to come back."
Ma Hongjun was obviously beaten up quite bad, especially spiritually. Crying and saying everything, Tang San and the others furrowed their brows.
Tang San asked:
"What is that person's name?"
Ma Hongjun wiped his face with his sleeve.
"I heard the brothel keeper call him Bu Le, but it probably isn't his real name."
"Bu Le? Only a Spirit Ancestor and he's already bullying my brother? Let's go, Fatty you lead us. Let's go check him out. Little San, Little Ao, are you guys going?"
Dai Mubai could understand Fatty's mood right now. Fighting over a girl was something he did often before as well, but most of the times he won the fight. Ever since Zhu Zhuqing came, he finally restrained himself. Also, Fatty was beaten up quite badly. Though he didn't suffer damage to bones or tendons, he still lost all his face.
Tang San nodded.
"Let's go check him out together."
This sort of stuff can't be resolved with logic. Though one can't say who was right and who was wrong, people are biased towards their own side. If a man's brother was beaten up and he didn't take revenge, then he wasn't a man.
Oscar laughed evilly.
"Of course I have to go. I want to see who can be even more vulgar than Fatty. Even if we can't beat him, with my mushroom sausages, we can still run."
The moment Ma Hongjun heard the three were willing to fight with him, he was elated.
"Good brothers. Lets go now. We might even be able to catch him coming out."
Finished talking, he instantly jumped up and ran outside, as if his wounds didn't hurt anymore.
Dai Mubai took hold of Ma Hongjun.
"What's with the rush. You still have to eat first, then you'll have the strength. Also, tell us the guy's spirit. Knowing yourself and the enemy is the key to victory."
Fatty, though face full of urgence, had an empty stomach, so he sat down and ate while explaining the fight.
"The person isn't tall, only about one meter sixty tall. Dark face, as if he just came out of a coal pit. His spirit was very weird. Not attack, not defense, not speed. It feels like, feels like…"
Fatty's gaze fell onto Tang San.
"Feels like Third Brother's spirit, only different in shape."
Tang San and Dai Mubai looked at each other, saying simultaneously,
"Control System Spirit Master?"
Fatty nodded.
"It should be Control System. His spirit looked like two pink semicircular covers, about the size of a steamed bun. The moment he summoned his spirit, he wore it on his head, don't even ask how disgusting that was. He only used two spirit abilities when he fought me. The first made the two covers big, blocking my Phoenix Fire Wire. The second ability utilized the two covers and with one in front and one behind, they entangled me. The covers felt very soft and flexible. I don't know what material it is, but even my Phoenix Fire couldn't damage it. After it entangled me, It trapped me like a cocoon and then I became his punching bag."
Two pink covers? What type of spirit is that? Even with years of studying with Grandmaster, Tang San couldn't figure it out.
Tang San said:
"That means, he should still have two more spirit abilities that he hasn't used."
Fatty said:
"Third Brother, with you three Spirit Elders and I, a rank twenty seven Spirit Grandmaster, are you scared of him? Also, you are a Control System Spirit Master as well!"
He misunderstood Tang San. He thought Tang San was scared.
Tang San said:
"Control System Spirit Masters are special. Under 1v1 circumstances, Control System Spirit Masters have a great advantage. Fatty, if we meet him, you focus on harassing him from far away. Boss Dai and I will go up front and Little Ao will be responsible for replenishments. He definitely won't be able to match us. Control System Spirit Masters aren't like Strength Type Spirit Masters. As long as they can't control everyone, they will lose. If I guessed correctly, his spirit should counter fire naturally, or else your evil fire couldn't have done nothing. When we fight, I will control him. Though my spirit power is lesser than his, I can at least harass him so he can't control us. Control Type Spirit Masters' close range capabilities cannot block your attacks, even if he is rank forty."
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