Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 808 Zhang Chulan, the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King

As Tang Wenlong finished speaking, blue light began to shine again beneath his purple poison barrier effect.

The action of applying buffs before a fight cannot stop. This was a profound lesson that He Songling taught the Tang Clan back then, and it has now become one of the core contents of Tang Clan's teaching.

"The Five Treasures Protection Method, with the flow of earth and wood."

Xu Si clicked his tongue in disbelief. "Truly worthy of the Tang Clan. Tang Wenlong doesn't seem to take Zhang Chulan seriously at all, yet he's still in top form after such a battle. He never underestimates any opponent, even a rogue. Among all the Tang Clan disciples in the country, this is the best they can do."

However, in He Songling's opinion, this was already outdated. Back then, when the disciples of the Three Ones saw Wugensheng's shameless and rogue attitude, they immediately used firearms to attack him face-to-face. The more shameless a person is, the more formidable they are; this was the true result of their teaching.

Zhang Chulan felt as if Tang Wenlong's movements had suddenly accelerated, and with a "whoosh," he had already flashed out of the area covered by lightning, causing the lightning bolts to collide and shatter on their own where Tang Wenlong had originally stood.

Taking advantage of the shattering roar of the thunder, Tang Wenlong completely concealed the sound of his movement and the blue special effects. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Chulan's fist was already in front of him.

"Fuck!"

This time, it was Zhang Chulan's turn to be shocked.

He was suspended in mid-air with no leverage. Even after undergoing Feng Baobao's grueling training, he had only had two months of real combat experience. This could only improve his combat awareness and experience, but it was not enough to significantly enhance his Qi cultivation strength and enable him to do things he couldn't do before.

In his haste, Zhang Chulan could only activate the Golden Light Mantra. This reversed the situation. Tang Wenlong, who in the original story had only activated half of his protective spell and was thoroughly beaten by Zhang Chulan's punches and kicks, was now being tossed around in mid-air by Zhang Chulan's punches and kicks.

“Boom boom boom!”

The muffled thuds of flying objects echoed throughout the venue. Even those eliminated audience members who had been startled by Zhang Chulan's preemptive attack couldn't help but cheer.

"it is good!"

"Good job!"

"Beat Zhang Chulan, that shameless bastard, to death!"

"No wonder you're a college student!"

?

Tang Wenlong slowly typed a question mark, feeling that the last sentence sounded like an insult.

"boom!"

His final blow knocked Zhang Chulan to the ground, and the golden light covering his body had almost completely disappeared. Tang Wenlong, keeping a distance of more than ten meters, looked at Zhang Chulan, who was still struggling to get up on the ground, with a hint of admiration on his face:

“Zhang Chulan, you are indeed stronger than I thought. You were able to stand up even after being hit like that. But unfortunately, I broke your Golden Light Mantra, and the poison has entered your body. Even if you have the Righteous One Thunder Technique, you won't last more than two minutes. Everyone already knows your strength in this battle, so there's no need to force yourself. Just admit defeat.”

"Oh dear, this is bad."

Feng Zhenghao, who had always been very optimistic about Zhang Chulan, couldn't help but express his regret, "Zhang Chulan has done his best in terms of timing, tactics, and strength. Few young people around your age can achieve this level. Anyone else might have lost because of underestimating their opponent. It's a pity that the opponent is the Tang Clan."

"Tang Wenlong is really amazing." Feng Xingtong watched from the side with lingering fear. "I'm afraid I'm also..." "Haha, you don't need to underestimate yourself. Our family's skills are not necessarily inferior to others." Feng Zhenghao said confidently.

"It's not time yet." Zhang Chulan, his mouth full of blood, stood up unsteadily and put his hands in his pockets.

“There’s no need, Zhang Chulan.” Tang Wenlong frowned. “I know that the Zhengyi Thunder Technique is the nemesis of Yin and evil. Unfortunately, ours is a biochemical toxin at the physical level. It’s not just Qi, but more importantly, poison. Even if you can hold out a little longer, it will only last two minutes.”

"I came here to find out the truth about my grandfather's death. Losing is acceptable, but not admitting defeat. There are still two minutes left, right? I don't know if that's enough."

Zhang Chulan took his hand out of his pocket and pulled out a student ID. For a split second, a bizarre thought flashed through Tang Wenlong's mind: Could he be trying to use the student ID to get his toxins to give him a 50% discount, extending his lifespan by half?
"Tear!"

Zhang Chulan tore open the student ID card in his hand.

Nothing happened.

There wasn't even a ripple on the scene.

Seeing that Zhang Chulan hadn't managed to get anything out, even the referee Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain couldn't stand it anymore. He was afraid that Zhang Chulan would be poisoned and die on Longhu Mountain, as he knew how potent the Tang Clan's poison was.

"Hey, Zhang Chulan, are you alright? Want to admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat? You're dreaming." Zhang Chulan suddenly gave a wicked smile, which made Tang Wenlong's eyes twitch. Here we go again. Just two days ago he was breaking through the sky, and now he's the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King?
“Zhang Chulan, why are you so persistent? I’ve analyzed your Qi, which is a professional skill in our Tang Sect, so it’s infallible. You only have two minutes left at most, and now you don’t even have a minute and a half left. Tang Sect’s poison is difficult to cure. If you keep going, even if there’s an antidote, I can’t guarantee that you won’t suffer any irreversible damage.”

"One and a half minutes? One and a half seconds is enough to beat you. But since there's still so much time left, I might as well play with you a little longer." Zhang Chulan's demeanor became even more wicked and arrogant, even more monstrous than in his first match. Xu San and Xu Si in the stands were so embarrassed that they wished they could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of their toes.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Zhang Chulan was also suffering in his heart. He never expected that He Songling, that bastard, would take the first step in gaining control of his body by controlling his facial muscles and voice, making him do such a shameful thing.

Of course, he didn't care.

But he cares about whether he can advance.

"Brother, can we take him down first before we start talking tough?" Zhang Chulan wondered if He Songling could hear him, and thought to himself, "I'm really not confident about this."

"Young people these days are so impatient."

He Songling walked up to Xu Si and said it with some disdain.

"Still losing your temper? Try being poisoned by the Tang Clan and see what happens!"

Xu Si disapproved of this person who dared to betray Zhang Chulan. Although he and Zhang Chulan weren't particularly close, firstly, Zhang Chulan was considered his subordinate, one of his own; secondly, he had a good relationship with Feng Baobao, and he could tell that the two genuinely cared for each other. Therefore, in front of outsiders, Xu Si had to support Zhang Chulan.

"Tang Clan's poison?" He Songling laughed out loud: "I used to eat and drink poisons that were hundreds of millions of times more potent than this every day. Why would I be afraid of Tang Clan's poison?"

He Songling was telling the truth, but Xu Si clearly thought he was bragging. The Tang Clan's poison was the ultimate product of combining Qi cultivation with science; no one made of flesh could withstand it. Let alone flesh, it could even melt stone.

(End of this chapter)