Chapter 312: I Never Intended to Show Mercy (Two in One)

The shrill wails continued to echo throughout the competition field. Listening to the sound, the audience seemed to feel the pain themselves, and shuddered in their hearts.

Seeing the purple-black light bursting from Chen Lu's body, he had already arrived at his side for the first time, but the referee who was about to check his status fell into deep hesitation.

He was twisted like a maggot. Even a layman could see how miserable his condition was. Why did he need to check?

And this purple light shouldn't be like a virus, which can be transmitted as long as there is contact, right?

How can I send this guy down?

Although he was a well-known ninth-level soul master in the empire and a titled Douluo, when he thought that Huo Yuhao just flashed two soul rings and turned Chen Lu into what he is now without any warning, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. Frightened.

It is unpredictable and extremely strange.

Even at such a close distance, he could not see how Huo Yuhao did it.

Being able to penetrate the shield, is it a mental attack?

But he didn't even notice the mental fluctuations he should have!

No trace of the attack can be found. Is this really a method that the evil soul master can possess?

Seemingly sensing the referee's concerns, Huo Yuhao calmly explained.

"The withering technique will only work on the subject, and there is no danger in simple contact."

As the words fell, the referee's tense body relaxed visibly, and most of the worries in his heart disappeared.

It wasn't that he trusted Huo Yuhao much, but that he simply felt that there was no conflict between him and the Holy Spirit Cult captain, and there was absolutely no need for the other party to deceive him in this way.

After using his soul power to condense a layer of protection on the surface of his body, he picked up Chen Lu and walked towards the Noumenon Sect members who looked dull.

"This contestant no longer has the ability to move independently. Please ask the Noumenon Sect representative team to pick him up and send him back to the team, and send the next contestant to continue the competition."

"..."

No one responded.

Whether they had not yet recovered from the shock that Huo Yuhao had given them, or whether they were afraid of being implicated and did not dare to step forward to pick them up like the referee, all the Noumenon Sect contestants made no move.

The referee frowned, and just when he was about to remind the opponent again, Huo Yuhao took the initiative to speak.

"Just a reminder, you've wasted nearly a minute of your precious time."

Looking at the dumbfounded faces, Huo Yuhao reminded him seriously without any emotion in his tone.

"The damage caused by the Withering Technique gradually accumulates over time and is irreversible. If you delay for one more minute, the damage to his body will be more difficult to heal."

"In order to avoid rescuing a loser in the end, I suggest you hurry up. Of course, if you want to save..."

Having said this, he paused, as if he remembered something funny, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Speaking of which, someone just said that I am petty and vindictive. Now it seems that it is more or less appropriate."

Huo Yuhao just stood on the stage, overlooking Long Aotian below the stage.

"Didn't you question before that I chose to give up the game for the safety of my companions? Now I want to see if you will choose to continue this game for the safety of my companions."

"Send more people to die, or watch Chen Lu die..."

Without hiding his malice, Huo Yuhao's smile faded and his tone was cold and violent.

"Now, it's time for you to make a choice."

"Enough!"

In the stands, Du Buushi sat up suddenly from his seat, stared at Huo Yuhao on the stage with splitting eyes, and roared angrily.

"Now put away those boring tricks of yours immediately, otherwise if Chen Lu is in any danger, I swear, our Noumenon Sect will fight your Holy Spirit Sect to the death!"

"...Want to die?"

Huo Yuhao turned his eyes and met Du Bushit's eyes with a confused expression, as if he couldn't understand.

"I thought we had this kind of relationship a long time ago, when you were preparing to kill my people during the game."

Du Bushu's breath was stagnant, and his expression became more ferocious and twitching. Before he could speak again, the overwhelming evil aura suddenly descended.

After ignoring the others around him, the coercion from the Ultimate Douluo accurately fell on Du Bushit.

Along with it, there was Ye Xishui's suppressed and crazy voice.

"Why do you remember that you didn't seem to have this attitude when you first came here?"

Maintaining a lazy sitting posture, she turned her head indifferently, and a mocking smile appeared on the corners of her lips under the blood robe, which looked extremely ferocious against the blood that burst out from her body.

"Is it fun to say one thing and do another? Or are you so confused that you need me to help you recall the nonsense you used to say?"

Feeling the tense atmosphere between the two of them, Long Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment, frowned and said to Du Bushu.

"It won't kill you, calm down!"

"Once a conflict breaks out, we will not have the upper hand in terms of public opinion or overall strength. The result of impulsiveness will only be that all our preparations this year will fall short."

"So what we need to do most now is to be patient! As long as we have accumulated enough strength, there will be plenty of opportunities for revenge later. There is no need to rush this moment."

Although he wants to see the conflict between the two major forces escalate, it does not mean that he wants to see the conflict completely break out now.

The current alliance does not have enough power to destroy the Holy Spirit Church, and it cannot support him to realize his plan. Therefore, while increasing Du Bu Si's hatred for the Holy Spirit Church, he also needs to make him restrain himself as much as possible to prevent the conflict from completely erupting.

Du Bu Si clenched his teeth, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth.

"Do you want me to just watch the genius of the Body Sect die and do nothing?"

Hearing this, Long Xiaoyao's face became serious: "In public, we can't threaten that Holy Son under the protection of Ye Xishui. We can only wait for the opportunity of revenge."

"And your eldest brother entrusted the Body Sect to you before his death. Is it just for you to act on impulse?"

Hearing Long Xiaoyao mention his eldest brother, Du Bu Si was shocked, and the surging anger in his heart seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.

After some hesitation, he finally sat down with a gloomy face.

Seeing this, Ye Xishui couldn't help but sneer. After putting away all the pressure she released, she returned to her previous lazy state.

"If I see anyone interfering with the Holy Spirit Sect's son's competition again, the consequences will be at your own risk."

The one who took Chen Lu from the referee's hand was the six-ringed Soul Emperor, Wang Yanfeng, whose martial soul was the palm.

He didn't know how to describe the touch of Chen Lu at this moment.

On the surface, there was nothing special except the creepy purple-black light, but when he was held, the feeling he gave him was completely different from that of a normal person.

His body had completely softened, as if the bones were wrapped in soft flesh instead of the original solid muscles.

The most important thing was that he vaguely felt that the flesh was still disappearing at a relatively slow speed, as if there was an invisible mouth greedily devouring Chen Lu's flesh and blood.

Recalling what Huo Yuhao said about the irreversible injury, he felt inexplicably terrified by the method of the Holy Spirit Sect captain.

Muscles, bones, meridians, and finally skin, for a body martial soul owner, what could be more painful than watching everything in his body gradually melt?

With such means and being an eight-ring Soul Douluo, is this really an opponent that the seven of them can defeat?

Let alone a one-on-one match like now, even if it is a team competition, there is probably not much chance, right?

He originally thought that he was not afraid of death, but after witnessing his companions' state of living a life worse than death, he was shocked to find that he was instinctively afraid of the next game.

This was beyond his tolerance. He could sacrifice his life to defend the glory of the Body Sect, but he didn't want to suffer such inhuman torture before dying like Chen Lu.

Suppressing the surging emotions in his chest, he put Chen Lu in front of Vina, then tilted his head to look at Long Aotian and asked in a hoarse voice.

"What should we do next?"

Looking at Chen Lu's miserable condition, Long Aotian took a deep breath and also looked at Vina.

"Try to treat him first, Vina."

"...Okay."

Vina swallowed her saliva after realizing it, and quickly summoned her martial soul and began to try to treat the other party through various means.

As the owner of twin martial souls, she not only has a top-notch martial soul brain, but also a snow lotus martial soul of auxiliary treatment.

According to the theory that the quality of twin martial souls is almost the same, her snow lotus is also one of the top martial souls. Although its characteristics are destined to not play a big role in combat, it is among the best in the field of logistics and treatment.

However, as time passed, the blood color on her face disappeared visibly.

The mood of everyone who noticed this scene suddenly sank, as if they had already guessed something, and their expressions were gloomy.

After a moment, Vina withdrew her hand with a dejected look on her face, and said in a low tone: "I'm sorry, I can't save him..."

"Explain to me what's happening to Chen Lu now."

Seemingly unwilling to give up, Long Aotian tried to stay calm and comforted him softly: "With so many people, maybe you can think of a suitable solution?"

"The purple-black light emitted by Chen Lu at this moment actually comes from a strange flame in his body. This flame is constantly absorbing the vitality in his body, and in the process of burning, it causes damage to his body tissue that I can't understand, causing it to melt continuously."

Vina closed her eyes with some regrets in her heart.

"If I don't find a way to solve the Withering Technique, once I inject vitality, not only will I not be able to save his life, but it will make the purple-black light burn more vigorously, accelerating the melting speed of his body tissue."

Hearing this, everyone finally understood the specific effect of the Withering Technique.

It is the same as making a fire and boiling water. If vitality is compared to firewood burning in the flame, then Chen Lu's body itself can be regarded as a pot of water.

If you blindly replenish vitality without putting out the fire in advance, it will only make the flame burn more vigorously, and accordingly, the boiling water in the pot will evaporate at a faster rate.

Once the water in the pot drops to a certain level, Chen Lu will die.

However, at this time, the effect of the withering spell will not disappear, but will continue to burn.

It will not stop until the pot of water is melted.

...Despair.

After learning about the effect of the Wither Technique, instead of brainstorming a solution as Long Aotian said, they became increasingly aware of the terror of the Holy Spirit Cult Captain.

"Help, save me..."

As if feeling the desperate atmosphere, Chen Lu's eyelids trembled as he was in a coma, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.

"team leader……"

He looked at Long Aotian in front of him, his lips trembling constantly. The anger that he had said harshly to Huo Yuhao before was gone from his eyes. What was left was only the fear of what happened to him and the desire for life.

"Please...Captain...I don't want to die...help..."

As he spoke, two lines of tears actually fell from the corners of his eyes.

Long Aotian's body was shaking violently, and his nails had already been embedded in his flesh and blood due to excessive force. Heart-wrenching pain burst out from the wound along with strands of blood.

The leader of the clan was humiliated and the lives of the team members were in danger.

Who could have imagined that it was just a soul master competition that was not looked down upon, but it would actually push them into such a desperate situation.

Seeing Long Aotian's appearance, Wei Na naturally guessed what he was thinking. Although she wanted to stop him, she didn't know what to say.

It wasn't until the captain of the Holy Spirit Cult used his defensive soul skill to instantly kill Chen Lu that she realized everything in hindsight.

From the beginning of the game, she made serious errors in judgment.

She shouldn't continue to take chances after the captain of the Holy Spirit Cult revealed eight soul rings, thinking that the seven members of her team still have hope of winning the game.

It was precisely because of her desire for the championship and her emphasis on reputation that she gradually led to the irreversible consequences.

Fortunately, it was just the loss of a soul king, and the price was not so high that their main body sect could not bear it.

She has realized her mistake.

As long as they stop their losses in time, they still have the foundation to be among the best among the teams and can still advance to the quarterfinals as second in the group.

And it is very simple to achieve all this, all they need is for their Noumenon Sect to abandon their dignity and abandon their seriously injured and dying companions...

Since all of this was caused by my own mistakes in decision-making, I should be the villain.

With this thought in her mind, Wei Na took a deep breath, determination bursting out of her eyes.

However, just when she silently said sorry to Chen Lu in her heart and was about to admit defeat directly on behalf of the Noumenon Sect, her palm was quietly held by someone.

She turned her head sharply and met Long Aotian's eyes, which were a little firmer than hers.

"you……"

Long Aotian's tone was calm: "Although the sect master has handed over the command to you, I am the captain. I can't stay out of the matter at this time no matter what, right?"

"And in the final analysis, isn't the conflict with the Holy Spirit Cult all caused by me?"

Seeing Wei Na's stunned look, Long Aotian smiled and reached out to pat her head: "As a captain, shouldn't you shoulder the responsibility in times of crisis?"

After speaking, he tilted his head and held Chen Lu's hand solemnly.

"Chen Lu, the Noumenon Sect will never give up on any of our companions. I will do my best to save you."

Whether it was due to his almost blind faith in Long Aotian or because he felt his firm will, those dark eyes once again lit up with a faint light.

"Thank you, thank you...Captain, be careful..."

He tried hard to smile, but his face twitching due to severe pain made the smile look particularly ugly.

As if being touched by the conversation between the three, the remaining team members trembled involuntarily. Recalling the intimate life in the Noumenon Sect, their eyes gradually became firm and decisive.

After a brief silence, Wang Yanfeng grinned and reached out to pat Long Aotian's shoulder.

"Captain, you are still not suitable for saying such disgusting-sounding words. I got goosebumps when I heard it."

"But since I have decided to continue, it is better to follow the original arrangement and let me take the lead..."

However, before he could take a step forward, his arm was grabbed by Long Aotian.

Seeing the determination in Wang Yanfeng's eyes, Long Aotian seemed to be irritated and scolded angrily.

"What do you want to do!? Sit down!"

"Sorry." Wang Yanfeng shrugged with disapproval: "You are just a responsible captain. I don't have to follow your arrangements."

"What are you talking about!"

Another player who was a little short stood up from his seat and pretended to accuse Wang Yanfeng.

"I think I still have to give the captain some face, so you'd better sit down and let me, a silver-level person, awaken for the second time."

"you?"

Wang Yanfeng's eyes widened and he couldn't help but sneer and retort: ​​"You are a little soul king, let alone silver, gold is useless! You should just stay in your seat!"

"I am also the Soul Emperor, so let me go..."

"No, I'd better go..."

"..."

Seeing the team members suddenly in a mess, Long Aotian couldn't get a word in for a while, so he had to look at Wei Na beside him for help, hoping to ask her to help.

Unfortunately, the girl seemed to have reached a rebellious stage and did not listen to his words as before.

Instead, he showed the same decisive expression as the others.

"According to the arrangement, Long Aotian should indeed appear at the end."

The calm voice made Long Aotian feel cold. He finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and questioned everyone with an unbelievable look on his face.

"Are you all crazy? You rush up to die at this time!?"

"We are not crazy. If the purpose of this game is to defeat the Holy Spirit Church captain, then this is the best arrangement."

At this moment, Wei Na was calmer than ever before and explained seriously.

"I don't know if there is a limit on the number of times that Wither Technique can be used. If there is, then we who come on stage in advance can help you relieve some of the pressure."

"And I kept you until the end because I believe you can turn the tide and rescue us all. After all, if you are hit by the withering spell, the rest of us will not be able to save you at all..."

Staring at Long Aotian's frozen expression, she asked questions word by word.

"That's called true death, isn't it?"

"...But he doesn't only have the ability of withering, it's just his first soul skill! Who knows what more weird soul skills he has?" Long Aotian's eyes turned red and he roared hysterically. .

"Then wouldn't it be more important for us to help you test his abilities?"

Wei Na and the other team members looked at each other subconsciously and smiled at Long Aotian: "As I said before, we believe you can turn the tide, and please believe in us, okay?"

"..."

Long Aotian opened his mouth and fell into an unprecedented confusion.

He was already wrong once.

If they make the wrong choice again this time, there is no doubt that their entire team will fall into an abyss of eternal destruction.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao's slightly mocking voice reached their ears at an inappropriate time.

"It really surprised me, it would be better than this..."

Facing Long Aotian's cold gaze, Huo Yuhao chuckled and spoke out his proposal.

"Seeing that you and I have made similar choices, I will give you a chance to enter the team competition directly."

"Six to one, how about all six of you going together...?"

There was silence.

After being stunned for a while, Ye Guyi scratched his hair naively, as if he didn't understand Huo Yuhao's intention of doing this.

"Is this guy someone who will be soft-hearted to the enemy? Or does he simply think that the game is not difficult, so he wants to look cool in this way?"

"That brat's ability to act cool is much better than you think. If he really wants to act cool, you won't notice it at all."

Ye Xishui on the side couldn't help rolling his eyes and explained in a cold voice: "He said that deliberately to kill the captain of the Noumenon Sect."

"...Ah? Long Aotian?"

Ye Guyi was confused: "What does this have to do with killing Long Aotian?"

This idiot, if he hadn't been lucky enough to meet that little bastard, he would have died without even knowing how he died...

Ye Xishui sighed and continued to add: "From the beginning to the end, the princess of the Tianhun Empire did not intend to let their captain play."

"She is a soul master with almost no head-on combat capability, but she took the initiative to put herself in front of the captain in the order of appearance. Most likely she wanted to take the initiative to admit defeat on behalf of the main body sect before she died, so as to preserve a trace of fire for the sect."

Ye Guyi nodded in understanding: "So you are saying that he noticed Wei Na's intention and deliberately said that he would kill six of them one at a time? Are you planning to kill Long Aotian as well?"

Seeing the coldness in Huo Yuhao's eyes from a distance, Ye Xishui hummed in response and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips happily.

"Should I say that I am truly worthy of being my chosen Holy Son?"

"From the moment he made up his mind to kill those little guys from the Noumenon Sect, he never intended to show any mercy."