Douluo Continent: My life is ruined, but I become stronger by taking on disciples.

Chapter 111 Oscar defeats Tang Long

On a ring in the upper bracket, Oscar and Tang Long stood facing each other.

The light from the luminous pearl shone directly onto the arena, illuminating the tense figures of the two.

In the stands, most of the audience's eyes were fixed on this battle, which seemed to be of very poor quality.

After all, Oscar was only a level 42 Soul Master, while Tang Long was a level 53 Soul King.

With an eleven-level difference in soul power, almost everyone thought this was a match with no suspense whatsoever.

Beside Lan Minghua, Feng Xiaotian looked at the senior brother on the arena who was younger than him and asked a question.

"Master, does my eldest brother have a chance to win?"

Upon hearing this, Shui Bing'er, who was standing nearby, also waited curiously for Lan Minghua's answer.

However, Lan Minghua did not answer directly, but instead asked, "Then do you think your senior brother has a chance of winning?"

Feng Xiaotian stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then replied, "There is a chance, but it's probably less than 30%. If it were me, 30% would be the ideal chance of winning."

He placed himself in the Oscar's position based on his current peak performance.

Facing a Soul King of level 53 who possesses the world's number one weapon spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, a 30% chance of victory is his greatest hope.

As a member of the Four Elements Academy, Shui Bing'er was well aware of Feng Xiaotian's strength and talent.

Unexpectedly, he still had a chance of winning against the Soul King.

Upon hearing this, Lan Minghua smiled and shook his head.

He knew his own strength clearly: the Vajra Indestructible Great Completion and the Northern Darkness Divine Art's Soul Power Minor Completion.

These two abilities are enough to give Oscar sufficient confidence when facing opponents whose soul power far surpasses his own.

Even if they cannot win, they can remain undefeated.

Lan Minghua didn't answer Feng Xiaotian directly, but said calmly, "If you want to know the result, go and see for yourself. Don't underestimate your senior brother; mediocrity won't catch my eye."

Hearing their master so confident in their senior brother, Feng Xiaotian and Shui Bing'er stared intently at the arena.

Seeing this, the referee loudly announced, "The match begins!"

The moment the match began, Tang Long attacked swiftly, like a fierce tiger, with intense killing intent.

He had two missions in the exchange competition: one was to become the champion and obtain a hundred thousand year soul bone for the Haotian Sect, and the other was to kill, or at least cripple, Lan Minghua's apprentice.

Without any probing, Tang Long's second and third spirit rings lit up simultaneously.

He wielded the Haotian Hammer with great force, combining it with the "Penetrating" technique from the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian.

In an instant, the hammer shadows multiplied, and the attacks surged like a tide, making the entire arena seem to be within the range of the Haotian Hammer's attacks.

A series of whooshing sounds filled the air.

"Well done!"

Oscar neither dodged nor avoided the attack; suddenly, his entire body erupted with dazzling golden light, transforming him into a small golden statuette.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Long's hammer shadows rained down on him, and the moment they collided, they made a clanging sound of metal colliding and sparks flew everywhere.

However, Oscar only leaned slightly forward, his feet firmly planted on the ground like nails, as if he were an unshakeable mountain.

The Haotian Hammer struck the golden light, sparks flying, but it could not break through the golden light.

Tang Long sneered at the sight, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Mere golden light? Watch how I shatter your tortoise shell!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly intensified his attack, and the soul power fluctuations on the Clear Sky Hammer became increasingly intense.

However, Tang Long was unaware that the soul power he unleashed was being absorbed by the golden light little by little.

After a series of fierce attacks, Tang Long suddenly grabbed the hammer with both hands, moved his body with his waist, and blasted Oscar into the air with a powerful blow.

He then flashed and instantly appeared above Oscar, slamming Oscar into the ring ground with a hammer.

However, Tang Long appeared at Oscar's landing spot even faster.

He gripped the Haotian Hammer tightly with both hands, and lightning crackled around the hammer.

He roared, "Sky-Piercing Strike!"

In the blink of an eye, the Haotian Hammer, imbued with the power of thunder, slammed fiercely towards Oscar's back.

"Snap!"

With a crisp sound, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the golden light on Oscar's back.

The next moment, he shot straight into the sky like a spring rising from the ground.

The audience outside the venue could only vaguely see a black dot, and immediately there was an uproar.

At the seats of the three upper sects, Gu Rong, Tang Xiao, Yu Yuanzhen, and others wore smug smiles.

They wanted Tang Long to kill Oscar, thereby enraging Lan Minghua.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian and Shui Bing'er became anxious. They couldn't help but look at Lan Minghua and ask in a low voice, "Master, will Senior Brother be alright?"

Lan Minghua just smiled slightly, his eyes still calm.

He looked up at the sky and said calmly, "Look up and see for yourself. If he could be defeated so easily, he wouldn't deserve to be my eldest disciple."

The sound wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it.

So everyone looked up at the sky.

Oscar's figure was suspended in mid-air, showing no sign of falling.

Because he ate the flying sausage, which allowed him to fly freely in the air.

Oscar exhaled a breath of stale air and exclaimed softly, "What terrifying power! It almost shattered my golden light."

This sentence alone might be praising Tang Long's power.

But when paired with Oscar's lewd tone, it sounded like he was being sarcastic and sarcastic towards Tang Long.

Upon hearing this, Tang Long's eyes widened in fury. He raised his Clear Sky Hammer, pointed it at Oscar in the air, and roared, "If you've got the guts, come down here and I'll smash you to pieces!"

Oscar chuckled, a sly glint in his eyes: "Since that's the case, then I'll grant your wish."

Before he finished speaking, the golden light on his body suddenly burst forth, even more dazzling than before.

It turned out that Oscar had secretly used the Northern Darkness Divine Art during Tang Long's attack, absorbing most of the attack's soul power.

Now he transforms this soul power into golden light and releases it all at once.

In an instant, he seemed to transform into a sun, his dazzling light so intense that no one dared to look directly at him.

Tang Long was also stunned by the sudden burst of light and instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes.

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Oscar seized the opportunity and launched an attack.

He emitted golden light, which instantly formed a golden sword over ten meters long.

He gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands and slashed down at Tang Long on the ground.

Tang Long reacted immediately upon hearing the loud cracking sound, but it was too late to dodge.

He gritted his teeth, and his fifth spirit ring suddenly lit up, causing the Clear Sky Hammer to expand several times in an instant.

Immediately following up, he used the "penetration" technique from the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian to try to break through the surface with a single point and directly meet Oscar's golden sword.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Tang Long was forced to retreat several steps by the terrifying force of the attack.

His face was also splattered with golden light, leaving several cuts.

Blood streamed down his cheek and dripped onto the golden broadsword.

Oscar, having achieved his goal, retrieved the blood-stained golden sword.

He wiped the blood away with his hand and quickly used his fourth soul skill, a Mirror Image Sausage appeared in his hand.

Oscar swallowed the Mirror Sausage without hesitation.

With a flick of his wrist, a Haotian Hammer exactly the same as the one in Tang Long's hand appeared in his hand.

The audience gasped in astonishment; everyone was stunned by what they had just witnessed.

The disciples of the Haotian Sect, in particular, were completely dumbfounded.

"How...how is this possible?"

Tang Xiao was also unsettled, and suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

However, Oscar ignored the exclamations and charged down at Tang Long with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand.

Immediately afterwards, he used the same soul skill that Tang Long had just used.

Even the "Penetrating" and "Through" techniques from the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian, as well as the "Soaring Strike," were all unleashed in his hands.

It is weaker than Tang Long's, but it is the same kind of soul skill.

Tang Long was at a loss for what to do and was forced to retreat by Oscar.

He never imagined that his proud Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian would be so easily learned by someone else.

Oscar seems to be another version of himself, the one from his Soul Master era.

Although Tang Long's soul power was higher than Oscar's, he became Oscar's "power bank" under the influence of Oscar's Northern Darkness Divine Art.

He tried to fight back, but he couldn't break through Oscar's indestructible body at all, and his soul power was absorbed by the Northern Darkness Divine Art.

This kind of shameless fighting style is simply a nightmare for offensive Soul Masters.

"it's over."

Oscar seized Tang Long's opening and swung his Haotian Hammer out with a powerful strike.

The blow landed heavily on Tang Long's chest.

With a muffled thud, Tang Long spat out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He was sent flying backward and crashed heavily onto the edge of the ring; his fate was unknown.

Seeing this, the referee immediately announced, "The match is over, Oscar wins!"

The stands fell silent, then erupted in deafening cheers.

Lan Minghua smiled slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Feng Xiaotian and Shui Bing'er were incredulous, muttering incredulously, "They...they won?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Minghua retorted, "This is nothing! Look at your second senior sister's fighting skills!"

At this moment, the battle between Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Wuchen has reached its climax.

(End of this chapter)