Crossing Douluo: Three Gods in One

Chapter 50 Trap
Zhang Tong looked at the people attacking him, frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and his black robe fluttered!
Then a long stick made of black bone spurs appeared in his hand!
With just a light blow of the stick, the alligator turtle captain was knocked to the ground!

Then the long stick stretched out like a golden hoop stick in an instant. In just a few blinks of an eye, all five people fell to the ground, leaving only two female auxiliary spirit masters in the distance. They opened their mouths and said:

"We throw in the towel."

Hearing this, a strange light flashed in Zhang Tong's eyes again.

This battle is a bit weird.

It was too weird, there was always something wrong... Zhang Tong filtered it from beginning to end.

These seven people were from an ordinary academy, had low soul power levels, and launched mediocre attacks.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, as if he thought of something.

I feel a little chilled in my heart!

At this time, the referee also stretched and planned to declare victory.

But at this moment... a scream came from the mouths of two female soul masters in the distance:

"Dead...dead!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience fell silent!
Countless audiences trembled violently!
The referee also stood there in a daze, then suddenly turned around and walked away.

The captain was lying on the ground, his eyes were white and there was a stick mark on his chest.

The referee walked over, checked, and felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

Man, I'm out of breath.

Seeing the referee's extremely solemn expression, many people felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

There are rules in the competition, and you are not allowed to kill anyone.

Once this happens, at least everyone will be disqualified from the competition!
Countless pairs of eyes suddenly looked at Dugu Qiubai!
"Are you still resorting to such dirty tricks?"

The corner of Zhang Tong's mouth twitched slightly.

With his control over strength, that blow of the stick just now could at most knock the opponent down, but it was impossible to kill him.

But under the watchful eyes of the public, even ten thousand mouths could not explain it clearly.

Zhang Tong really didn't expect that there would be such a dirty trick.

Zhang Tong knew who it was without even having to think about it. It must have been the Spirit Hall, or the Platinum Bishop Salas.

The reason is very simple. He rejected invitations from various forces some time ago, including the Spirit Hall.

In addition, his identity is mysterious and he didn't even agree to basic contact, so there is a high probability that the other party is behind it.

Zhang Tong walked over, but was stopped by the referee halfway.

"You can't go near them now."

The referee said solemnly:
"You have already injured him... He died from a broken heart. The stick you just struck him right in the chest."

As he spoke, the referee opened his mouth, although it felt a little unlikely.

With Dugu Qiubai's strength, there was no need for him to hurt these people. The referee vaguely guessed something in his mind, but it was useless.

Zhang Tong sneered silently and walked off the stage.

All of a sudden!
The whole place was in an uproar!
This was the first time that someone had died in the competition. No matter how rubbish these students were, they were still elites in the academy, just rubbish in comparison. But if they died, someone would have to take responsibility.

As for what happened just now, it can be said that tens of thousands of eyes saw it clearly.

"Is this a frame-up? Would Dugu Qiubai kill someone?"

In the stands, Oscar from Shrek Academy was blunt:

"I see... This battle is probably a trap! I was wondering how such a weak team could dare to fight Dugu Qiubai? It turns out someone set a trap for him, very insidious! In this battle, unless Dugu Qiubai does not take action, otherwise, once he does, someone will definitely die!"

"The dead person was definitely not killed by Dugu Qiubai!"

Tang San analyzed!

"Janaan College is different from Thunder College. It doesn't have any background... It must have offended some force to be targeted like this."

Ning Rongrong said secretly:

"We have to be careful in the future. Otherwise, if we encounter a situation like this... the master told us before that in the competition, many methods emerge one after another. Assassination and the like are considered inferior behaviors. These shady tricks are the most difficult to deal with."

"I wonder if Dugu Qiubai will be disqualified from the competition this time."

Everyone was silent.

The strength of Dugu Qiubai has been deeply imprinted in the minds of all teams. If such a powerful opponent is disqualified.

For many teams, this is a good thing and worth celebrating.

………………

VIP seats.

Emperor Xue Ye looked a little unhappy.

"This Dugu Qiubai seems to be very ruthless in his attack."

Bishop Sarath stood up and shook his head.

"Your Majesty, as a member of the organizing committee, I have the right to investigate first. If the situation is true, then we should follow the rules?"

Emperor Xue Ye looked deeply at Bishop Sarath and frowned slightly. Xue Qinghe, who was standing behind Emperor Xue Ye, turned around and disappeared after seeing Sarath leave...

"This Sarath is a bit mean!"

Bone Douluo at the side transmitted a message to Ning Fengzhi.

"It may not be this Sarath who did it. Maybe it was his subordinates who did it. He would not personally participate in such things to avoid being criticized."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head:

"But this method is indeed despicable."

At this time, Ning Fengzhi stood up and said to Emperor Xue Ye:

"I can help your majesty with this matter. I am also a member of the organizing committee!"

"That's right, Bishop Sarath. Our Tiandou Empire is also one of the organizers of this competition. Let Sect Master Ning go with you."

Emperor Xue Ye said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Bishop Salas frowned slightly and just nodded without speaking.

Obviously, Emperor Xue Ye had guessed something in his mind and would not let him investigate alone.

No matter what, Dugu Qiubai is from the Tiandou Empire, not the Spirit Hall.

Soon, the organizing committee members of the competition, led by Sarath and Ning Fengzhi, who were part of the investigation team, along with the Knights Templar in the Spirit Hall, came in a mighty stream towards the rest area where Canaan Academy was located.

"Someone set you up?"

In the lounge, Long Aotian looked at Zhang Tong and said in a deep voice:
"That man must have committed suicide, right? That blow from you wouldn't have killed him!"

nonsense.

Zhang Tong said coldly in his heart.

Zhang Tong knew that with his high profile as Dugu Qiubai, someone would definitely deal with him.

But I didn't expect that they would use such dirty means. Obviously, this situation can be defined however you want.

You can say that you killed him, or you can say that he died due to physical reasons. It all depends on what others say.
To put it bluntly, whether you can continue the competition depends on the decision of the organizing committee.

There was a moment of silence...

At this moment, a person suddenly came to the door.

He was wearing a mask.

"I have something to do. You guys go out first."

The man walked in and said lightly.

"who are you?"

Long Aotian frowned and looked at the man.

The man walked up to Long Aotian and took out a token.

When he saw the token, Long Aotian's pupils shrank slightly, and he left directly with several team members.

There were only two people left in the entire lounge.

"Dugu Qiubai..."

The man glanced at Zhang Tong and said calmly:
"You killed someone in the competition, which means you will be disqualified! With the humble background of Canaan Academy, they can't protect you. You may be caught by the organizing committee for interrogation, and the Templar Knights led by Bishop Sarath will appear soon."

It is normal to be arrested and interrogated for killing someone in a competition.

"Aren't you going to talk about it?"

The masked man spoke in a clear tone, as if he wanted to hear the other person's voice.

After a while, Zhang Tong said slowly:

"It doesn't matter. This is human nature, isn't it? I wanted to use this Soul Master Competition as an opportunity to show the world a history-making creation, but it seems that I can't overcome human nature!"

Hearing this, the masked man suddenly chuckled and asked:

"I can help you solve this problem, but you need to answer a question for me?"

"what is the problem?"

The masked man turned around and the two men looked at each other.

"After all these years... Mother... are you okay?"

The masked man's voice was calm, but with a slight fluctuation.

A long time, a long time.

Zhang Tong did not answer.

"Mother...is gone..."

Zhang Tong's low voice seemed to have no emotion, but his eyes were full of tears!
Hearing this, the masked man froze.

"Ugh……"

Sighing, the masked man threw something at Zhang Tong.

Zhang Tong took it and took a look.

But it is a token.

This token is a little special. It has a six-winged angel pattern on it, and there are six other patterns on the back.

"When Bishop Salas comes, give him this thing. He won't dare to embarrass you. By the way, don't tell him who gave you this thing..."

The masked man said slowly!

After saying this, the masked man turned around and left. When he was at the door, he suddenly said:

"At first I thought we would never meet again, but I didn't expect you to grow up to this point! I'm sorry about mother's matter..."

Zhang Tong said in a slightly sad voice:
"I have never blamed you, sister. You have always been in my heart for so many years! Mother is gone, and you are my only relative..."

Hearing this, the masked man was silent for a few seconds and then left the lounge.

"Sister Xue..."

(End of this chapter)