Douluo Continent: Kunxu Descends, Second-Player Players Are Stunned

Chapter 104

"The match is over!"

Yu Wuxin unleashed his ultimate attack, sweeping away all seven opponents in one strike.

"Don't speak too soon!"

Despite his teammates being injured or even losing their balls, Streicher remained completely unfazed.

While queuing to buy medicine, he witnessed onlookers experimenting with the drug.

For a Soul Master, the life-giving potion taken by a Soul King can quickly heal their injuries.

Even if the egg breaks, it can be repaired!

It's just a minor injury, nothing serious.

Streicher took out seven bottles of life water from his storage soul tool and threw them to his teammates one by one.

"One bottle per person, don't skimp."

"You're injured, have a drink!"

"My soul power is almost gone, I'll take a sip!"

So, the person who was just now clutching their groin and screaming in pain was now able to straighten up. Although they were still walking a little awkwardly, they were now able to...

They're rarely able to fight anymore.

The exploded egg has been repaired.

The player who had been exposed also stood up, supporting each other's shoulders. Although his face was still ashen, his eyes were burning with anger.

Richthofen took the bottle, pulled out the cork, and tilted his head back to take a large gulp. The pale green liquid entered his throat, and he shuddered, his face quickly regaining color, and even the speed at which his soul power recovered increased.

"Good stuff!" His eyes lit up.

The other team members also took a small sip, and their complexions visibly regained their color, with their injuries healing rapidly.

Streicher sneered and looked at the seven students from Thunder High School opposite him.

"Now, we're on equal footing."

Yu Wuxin's expression turned very ugly.

One bottle costs 50,000, so seven bottles would be 350,000! Wait, they also seem to have a batch specifically for Soul Kings, worth 100,000 gold soul coins—

Are these people really that rich?!

"Captain, what should we do?" a team member asked in a low voice.

Yu Wuxin gritted her teeth: "What are you afraid of? We have some too!"

He took out six bottles of life water from his storage soul tool and handed them to his teammates.

This was something he prepared just in case; he hadn't originally planned to use it, but now—

One bottle per person!

The seven students from Thunder Middle School took the bottles, each taking a small sip, and their soul power was instantly restored by more than half.

"Go!" Yu Wuxin roared and charged out first!

The two sides clashed again!

This time, the intensity of the battle escalated dramatically!

Yu Wuxin unleashed his full power with the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, his fifth spirit ring blazing with black light, and a thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking Straicher directly!

Streicher held his Iron Spine Spear horizontally, his fourth spirit ring blazing with black light, and a cyan barrier unfolded above his head as he clashed with Streicher!

boom!

The lightning struck the barrier, shattering it into countless arcs of electricity that scattered in all directions!

Streicher grunted, took two steps back, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Without saying a word, he took out the Water of Life and drank a mouthful. His injuries healed instantly, and his soul power recovered by 30%!

"Again!"

He roared and charged forward, his iron-spined spear transforming into a sky full of spear shadows, enveloping Yu Wuxin's entire body!

Yu Wuxin dared not take the attack head-on, and instead dodged several times, while simultaneously directing his teammates to flank him!

Two Soul Masters from Thunder Middle School immediately attacked from both sides, while four Soul Venerables hid behind and unleashed ranged Soul Skills—lightning, wind blades, and ice spikes—smashing them into Falks First Middle School's formation as if they were free!

Falks First High School is not to be outdone!

Richthofen's double-edged battle axe moved with wide, sweeping motions, each strike carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, forcing the Soul Masters of Thunder Middle School to retreat repeatedly!

The defensive-type Soul Master who had been attacked from behind went berserk, charging forward with his shield raised, deliberately crashing into the crowd of people from Thunder Middle School!

"Die!" he roared, smashing his shield into the face of a Thunderclap Middle School Soul Master!

The Soul Master coughed up blood from his nose, flew backward, crashed to the ground, and screamed in agony while clutching his nose.

But he quickly got up, took out the Water of Life, drank a mouthful, and his nose instantly recovered. He rushed back up and fought fiercely with the man.

Together!

"Damn it, these guys are invincible!" one of the Thunder Middle School team members exclaimed anxiously.

"Then beat him until he can't take his medicine!" Yu Wuxin gritted her teeth. "Concentrate our firepower and take one down first! We absolutely cannot lose!"

The seven students from Thunder Middle School immediately adjusted their formation, concentrating all their attacks on a support-type Soul Master from Falks Middle School!

Lightning, ice spikes, wind blades, plus Yu Wuxin's Thunder Leopard Claws, rained down from all directions!

The support-type Soul Master's expression changed, and he hurriedly dodged, but he was still struck by a bolt of lightning, and half of his body went numb!

Stretcher shouted sternly, "Watch out! Protect the back row!"

Richthofen and the defensive-type Soul Master immediately rushed over and stood in front of the support-type Soul Master!

However, Thunder Middle School's attack was too fierce, and the support-type Soul Master quickly suffered more than a dozen wounds, covered in blood!

"Drink your medicine!" Streicher shouted.

The two of them simultaneously pulled out the Water of Life, took a big gulp, and their injuries healed instantly!

"Continue!" Yu Wuxin's eyes were red.

"Let's see how much medicine you have!"

The two sides clashed again!

Soul skills clashed, blood splattered, screams, roars, and the booming sound of colliding soul power echoed throughout the entire arena!

The audience in the stands were completely stunned.

"Is this...is this still a competition?"

"Did they drink water or blood? How come they can't be killed?"

"What kind of medicine is this? Its effects are outrageous! It can take effect in just one minute."

"It is the water of life."

"I want to buy one too!"

"Sold out."

"I did the math, and they've already drunk more than a dozen bottles! Apparently, each bottle costs between 50,000 and 100,000 yuan, so more than a dozen bottles would cost hundreds of thousands of yuan!"

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"Is Falks High School really that rich? Is Thunder High School that rich too?"

"What do you know? This is the Soul Master Competition! If you lose, you lose everything! What does money matter?"

"——..——"

On the field, the battle has reached a fever pitch.

Both sides had already drunk no less than five rounds of medicine, their soul power was restored time and time again, and their injuries were healed again and again.

But human physical strength is limited.

Even if one's soul power can be restored, injuries can be healed, and mental fatigue can be eliminated, the accumulated pressure in one's heart cannot be relieved.

The Soul Master from Thunder Middle School was so tired that his hands were trembling, and the speed at which he released Soul Skills had obviously slowed down.

The support-type Soul Master from Falks High School was as pale as a sheet. Although his Soul Power was still full, he was swaying precariously and could collapse at any moment.

"Captain—" he called out weakly.

Streicher glanced at him: "Hang in there! They're almost done for!"

Yu Wuxin was also gritting her teeth.

He was tired too.

Everyone is tired.

But no one dared to stop.

If you stop, you lose.

If you lose, you lose everything.

"Drink your medicine!" he roared.

The seven students from Thunder Middle School once again took out the Water of Life and each drank the last mouthful.

The bottle is empty.

The seven people looked at the empty bottle, and their expressions changed.

"Captain, he's gone—"

Yu Wuxin's heart sank.

He looked across at Falks High School.

Streicher was also looking at him, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"What? Out of medicine?"

Yu Wuxin remained silent.

Streicher pulled the last bottle of water of life from his pocket and shook it.

"I have one more bottle."

He unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp.

Then, he raised his iron-spined spear and pointed it at Yu Wuxin: "You brat, now we can have a proper fight!"

Yu Wuxin's face turned ashen.

He knew they had lost.

We didn't lose because of a lack of strength or money, but because of a lack of drug reserves!

"We—" He opened his mouth, wanting to say "admit defeat," but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Elegant! Absolutely elegant!"

Ning Zhiping looked at the chaotic competition and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Among all the schools here, who can compare to the Eight Treasures Glazed Tile School in terms of financial resources?

In the past, competitions were based on skill; now they are based on financial resources—those days are over!

As long as they have an endless supply of drugs, they can wage a protracted war, fighting for three days and three nights, day and night without stopping.

Feeling tired? No problem, here's a bottle of water of life!

Do you want to satisfy your physiological needs?

No problem—wear a diaper before the game, and the game won't stop!

There are policies and measures to counter.

As long as you can think quickly, there's no problem that can't be solved!

Qian Xunji was quite shocked by this unusual first match.

Is this still the Soul Master Competition?

Why not just rename it the "Pay-to-Win Competition"?

These kids are crazy!

Yu Yuanzhen sat next to Ning Zhiping, his expression shifting between light and shadow. Was Thunder Middle School really going to lose? Did Yu Wuxin have no trump cards left?