My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 28 His butt's on a tree

Da da da da da da—! ! !

The gun spat out a half-meter-long tongue of fire, and a dense barrage of bullets poured out like a storm, instantly covering the fan-shaped area in front.

Puff puff puff!

Bullets struck tree trunks, sending wood chips flying; they hit the ground, sending dirt splattering.

"Third from the left! Second from the top!"

Tang San shouted out the location from the side, using his Purple Demon Eye to predict where the rat would land.

Su Yun made a slight adjustment to the muzzle of his gun and swept the ammunition belt across the room.

However, the Void Rat's spatial abilities were on full display at this moment.

It miraculously avoided most of the fatal wounds amidst a hail of bullets by constantly teleporting short distances.

Despite having several bloody holes punched in its body, it did not fall!

Ten meters!

Five meters!

The Void Shadow Rat let out a shrill screech, its body folding forcefully in mid-air to avoid the final barrage, and charged directly in front of Su Yun!

Those gleaming claws were less than half a meter away from Su Yun's throat!

"It's over!"

Red Hair closed his eyes in despair.

Even Tang San's heart sank.

In the blink of an eye.

Su Yun actually let go of the AR-15 in his hand, letting the rifle hang on the tactical sling.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, suddenly raising his left hand, palm facing the oncoming rat.

On that hand, he wore a seemingly ordinary black tactical glove.

But at that moment, a dazzling blue arc of electricity suddenly erupted from the palm of the glove!

High-voltage pulse tactical stun gloves, output voltage—150,000 volts!

"Sit down!"

Sizzle—!!!

The blue high-voltage electric arc instantly struck the Void Shadow Mouse in mid-air.

Although the intense electric current couldn't kill the four-hundred-year-old soul beast, the terrifying paralysis caused its body to stiffen in mid-air!

Its claws hovered in front of Su Yun's nose, but it couldn't press them down no matter what it did.

This was the decisive moment Su Yun had been waiting for.

"Truth lies only within range."

With lightning speed, Su Yun drew a gleaming, giant pistol from a quick-draw holster on the outside of his thigh with his right hand.

Desert Eagle, Mark XIX type, .50AE caliber.

A heavy artillery piece of the handgun world, a monster capable of blowing up a car engine at close range.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed directly against the forehead of the frozen Void Shadow Rat.

The gun barrel even pierced its flesh.

Su Yun looked at those terrified rat-like eyes and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"In your next life, remember not to mess with those guys from Earth."

Bang-!!!!

A deep, thunderous gunshot rang out, echoing throughout the entire forest.

A .50 caliber Magnum bullet, when fired at point-blank range, generates kinetic energy that requires no penetration whatsoever.

That was pure destruction.

puff!

The Void Rat's head exploded instantly, like a watermelon smashed by a hammer!

Red and white substances were sprayed all over the ground.

The headless corpse was propelled backward by the immense kinetic energy, crashing heavily to the ground, twitching twice, and then remaining completely still.

A faint yellow spirit ring slowly rose from the corpse.

Su Yun kept his gun raised, gently blew away the smoke rising from the muzzle, and then disgustedly shook the blood off his gloves.

"knock off."

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Tang San stared wide-eyed at the still-smoking silver giant spear in Su Yun's hand.

What kind of concealed weapon is this?

The power that was unleashed in that instant —

It was more than a thousand times stronger than his hidden arrow!

The four red-haired men crawled out of the mound of earth, looked at the back of that murderous figure, their legs went weak, and they knelt down more properly than ever before.

On the tree branch, Yu Xiaogang swayed gently in the wind.

He sported an afro that looked like it had been blown out of style, and his face was streaked with black and white, making him look like someone who had just crawled out of a coal mine.

He struggled to open his eyes, which were so thick with smoke that they were barely open, and looked at the headless rat corpse on the ground, then at the still-smoking gun in Su Yun's hand, and fell into deep thought.

Although on the surface it appears that he was blown away and almost bitten to death.

But as a master of theory, Yu Xiaogang's greatest strength lies in redefining victory through post-mortem analysis!

He quickly constructed a tight logical loop in his mind: "First, who found this mouse? Me! Although the location was slightly off, the species identification was accurate. This is a victory in the intelligence war, a win for me!"

"Secondly, during the battle, who unleashed the crucial control skill? It was Luo Sanpao. If that cloud of swamp gas hadn't been released, could that red-haired guy have ignited it? No. Therefore, the core raw material for that earth-shattering explosion was provided by me. This is a victory of tactical coordination; the red-haired guy was merely my tool. I win twice!"

"In the end, although Su Yun secured the kill, what did he rely on? External resources, the power of money. This kind of victory is dishonorable and utterly devoid of the dignity of a Soul Master!"

"And me? I used myself as bait to lure the enemy deep into my territory, even sacrificing my appearance by hanging from a tree, all to create a decisive opportunity for my teammates. This is a victory of the spirit, a great victory!"

"In summary."

Yu Xiaogang solemnly announced the result of the competition in his mind: "Su Yun won by relying on weapons, which is not honorable. Zero win."

"I won three games by relying on my intelligence, tactics, and willingness to sacrifice."

"Three to zero. The difference in skill is obvious!"

This time, Yu Xiaogang has won big!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang's previously gloomy eyes regained their luster.

He firmly believed that Tang San, as a genius teenager, would be able to see beyond appearances and perceive his teacher's strategic brilliance and greatness at the tactical level.

Now, taking Tang San as my disciple is a sure thing!

Just then, I heard a rustling sound coming from the grass below.

Tang San walked over expressionlessly and looked up at Yu Xiaogang hanging on the tree branch.

Yu Xiaogang was secretly delighted, but tried his best to maintain the demeanor of a master.

He took a deep breath, and even though his throat was still parched, he spoke in that magnetic voice, "Xiao San, you're here."

"Did you understand? This is the first lesson I'm teaching you. A Soul Master's battle isn't about brute force, but about understanding the situation—hiss—!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Xiaogang suddenly gasped, his face contorting in shock.

He instinctively tried to reach out and cover his buttocks, but found that he couldn't move his hand.

"Ahem—hey, Xiao San, don't rush to gain enlightenment yet."

Yu Xiaogang winced in pain, cold sweat pouring down his face: "Quick, put me down first. I don't know if it was from that explosion that injured my bones, but I feel—my butt hurts so much—"

Tang San stood under the tree, but did not make a move immediately.

He tilted his head slightly, his purple demonic eyes flashing, his gaze passing over Yu Xiaogang's body and looking up at the treetops higher up.

After a two-second silence, Tang San raised his finger and pointed to the tree branch directly above Yu Xiaogang's head: "Master, your butt won't hurt."

Tang San said expressionlessly, "Your butt is—on a tree."

Yu Xiaogang craned his neck with difficulty and looked up following Tang San's finger.

Just two meters above his head, Luo Sanpao's round body was stuck between two tree branches, unable to move.

Its large, rounded rear end was suspended directly above Yu Xiaogang's head.

Perhaps it was from eating too much carrots earlier, or perhaps it was a stress reaction after being frightened.

Just as Yu Xiaogang looked up...

Luo Sanpao's taut sphincter muscles finally relaxed.

puff-

A series of rhythmic, pale yellow puffs, accompanied by this awkward sound, sprayed directly onto Yu Xiaogang's face.

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