276: Chapter 276 Phoenix Cry

Zhu Le's strength had clearly increased significantly after his transformation. Tang Long traded a few moves with him and felt that he had at least 40 points of vitality, possibly stronger than some in the Blood Refining Lower Realm.

Moreover, his layer of scales could be called thick and sturdy; combined with Spirit Astral, he was indeed capable of both attacking and tanking.

However, he was still far from being a match for Tang Long.

Even though this was just a Clone with only one-third of the original body's attributes.

But Tang Long didn't want a quick victory. The Sangyu people's proposal to have three matches simultaneously had given him an idea.

Since the three circles were adjacent, he could wait for opportunities to use his skills to support Miao Manman and Lu Xiaohu nearby.

As for Zhu Le in front of him, he parried with Tai Chi, fighting while retreating as if playing, and even found the time to deliver a slap to the face whenever he could.

In less than a minute, Zhu Le had already been slapped a dozen times.

It didn't hurt much, and he wasn't injured, but it was incredibly humiliating.

Furthermore, some busybodies on the sidelines were counting them down one by one, followed by a crowd of people shouting the count.

Infuriated, he no longer held anything back and launched a frenzied assault on Tang Long.

Yet, for some reason, every time he was about to pin Tang Long down, he felt a chill throughout his body, and his legs became as heavy as lead.

No matter how hard he tried to close the distance, the result was always getting slapped across the face, after which the distance would widen again.

At the same time, the battles in the other two arenas had also reached a fever pitch.

The fight between Miao Manman and Guan Guo was the most spectacular, with both of them clashing at extreme speeds, making it a dizzying sight.

The style of the battle between Lu Xiaohu and Zhao Junji was quite bizarre.

After being trained by Mad Dog, Lu Xiaohu's fighting style had become very close to that of a true wild beast. However, he had also perfectly integrated the things Tang Long had taught him, forming his own style that was truly frenzied and fierce.

But Zhao Junji's combat techniques were also clearly very strong. Although his movements were unadorned and his massive body seemed slightly clumsy, every single move he made was extremely concise and effective.

Even though Lu Xiaohu's attacks were incredibly swift and strange, often allowing him to gain some advantage, he would still pay a certain price for it.

Therefore, three minutes into the battle, the disparity that had been expected when the matchups were announced did not manifest. Instead, the First Specialized Academy's side seemed to have a slight upper hand.

Seeing the Emperor and the Crown Prince laughing from time to time, Xu Chaoyang and his group laughing, and the thousands of teachers and students of the First Specialized Academy also laughing, Commander-in-Chief Gao Jing and Commander-in-Chief Han Shixun's faces grew darker and darker.

Especially as Tang Long's mockery became more and more excessive.

"Buddy! Were you a chef in Sang City?"

"Is it because you've been tossing a wok for years that your center of gravity has shifted and your legs aren't working right?"

"Seriously, it's obvious your problem is in your legs; one leg is shorter than the other!"

"Getting angry won't solve the problem. If you don't believe me, take a few steps; everyone will be able to tell at a glance if you're sick or not."

And Zhu Le, as if possessed, really did start chasing behind him with a limp, making the audience double over with laughter.

Commander-in-Chief Gao Jing could no longer contain himself. He suddenly stood up, slammed his hat onto the table, and roared.

"Guan Guo, Zhao Junji, are you here to play house?!"

"Is Zhu Le not embarrassing enough?! Is the laughter around you not piercing enough?!"

"What are you waiting for!"

With this roar from Commander-in-Chief Gao Jing, the scene instantly changed.

Guan Guo, who had been focused on steady defense, suddenly erupted with a wave of flame-like spirit energy that was even more startling than Miao Manman's lightning coat.

In truth, he and Zhao Junji had also been waiting—waiting for Zhu Le to suppress Tang Long, ideally so all three could win within seconds for the best effect.

However, they couldn't see what was so formidable about Tang Long.

After all, Heavy Strike was a System skill, unlike martial dao spirit energy techniques which had traceable patterns. It was already quite impressive that Zhu Le could endure several Heavy Strikes.

Coupled with Tang Long's occasional interference with Aurora Phantom Sound... they could only see Zhu Le acting as if his brain had been scrambled.

As for Zhao Junji's side, the feedback was also not optimistic.

Zhao Junji had already sensed that Lu Xiaohu's vitality was also extremely powerful, and winning would take quite a bit of effort.

Therefore, Guan Guo decided to defeat Miao Manman first.

He cupped his hands together, spirit energy constantly flowing into the center of his palms, as he spoke to Miao Manman.

"The next strike is my ultimate technique. It is dozens of times stronger than the Spirit Blade of an ordinary Qi Manipulation Upper Realm."

"It is impossible to dodge."

"If you try to tank it, you will surely die."

"So I suggest you step out of the circle now."

Miao Manman could sense the terror of the mass of spirit energy in Guan Guo's hands, and it seemed to be growing even stronger, but she could not retreat.

She had retreated before, and because of that, she had missed out on many things.

So this time, she was unwilling to retreat again.

She intended to put everything on the line and risk her life against this terrifying enemy.

Thus, the lightning coat on her body dispersed.

The lightning spread out into a net and began to rapidly circle around her in the surrounding air.

The voices of the audience naturally lowered, as everyone could clearly see that the two had reached the decisive moment.

Upon the high platform, Emperor Ye Qingcang frowned.

"This girl is Old Miao's granddaughter, isn't she? I heard she's a natural Thunder Spirit Body, and with a lightning-type Wuque Method, her future is bright."

Qian Wenzhao, beside him, nodded slightly. "Yes. She is the Vice President of the White Clothing Society and also serves as Tang Long's secretary at the Jinyue Martial Arts Hall."

"Previously, Tang Long used Empowerment to teach her the lightning-type Wuque Method, the Thunder Emperors Eight Scenes Art."

"So what she is about to perform is likely a combat technique from the Eight Scenes Art."

Ye Qingcang's expression softened slightly. "She is a remarkable girl. However, she probably won't win. That Guan Guo on the opposite side has startling strength; this strike has already accumulated power comparable to the Blood Refining Middle Realm."

Crown Prince Crown Prince Ye Xuanji said in a low voice, "Father, this decisive blow might result in a death. Should we call it off in time?"

Ye Qingcang shook his head. "Inappropriate. Young Miss Miao has already made up her mind; doing so would be disrespectful to her. Besides... Tang Long must have arrangements. I believe in him."

The spirit energy aura around Guan Guo was still expanding, and at this moment, it had become a red shadow over ten meters tall.

Miao Manman couldn't help but feel some admiration; she could feel that the spirit energy Guan Guo had accumulated was far stronger than hers.

But the ultimate technique of the Thunder Emperors Eight Scenes Art was equally powerful.

She had also made all her preparations, including... what Tang Long had instructed before the match: to lean toward his side at the moment of decision.

She took another deep breath and then let out a sudden shout.

The lightning around her body roared in unison, surging toward Guan Guo like a storm.

Guan Guo's eyes sharpened, and he let out a low growl, "Well come!"

He thrust the ball of red light in his hands forward. The red light emitted a startling cry, and the spirit energy aura condensed around Guan Guo seemed to receive an order, immediately pouring out along with it.

A shocking spectacle appeared.

The ball of red light and the following aura quickly formed the shape of a massive fire Phoenix, and that ball of red light was precisely the Phoenix's eye.

Although the oncoming thunderstorm was also extremely terrifying, it was clearly inferior to this Phoenix.

The two startling combat techniques clashed. After a violent collision, surprisingly, neither side was extinguished; in the blink of an eye, they both struck their opponents.

Guan Guo groaned, his clothes shredded and bleeding in many places.

But his hands dug deep into the ground just in time, and after being pushed back eight or nine steps, he firmly anchored his body at the edge of the combat circle.

As for Miao Manman...

This strike had exhausted all her spirit energy, making it impossible for her to even condense Spirit Astral again. She was directly blown away by the Phoenix, falling toward Tang Long's circle.

Amidst the gasps of everyone, Tang Long leaped high to catch her and immediately threw his outer robe over her to wrap her up.

"Senior Sister Miao!"

"My god!"

"Vice President Miao actually lost?"

"Senior Sister Miao was already quite terrifying, but that guy on the other side is indeed too powerful."

"Is this really a battle of the Qi Manipulation Realm? I simply can't understand it."

"Senior Sister Miao won't be okay, will she?"

"Damned Sangyu scum! If anything happens to Goddess Miao, I definitely won't let him go back alive!"

"President Tang caught her; she'll definitely be fine!"

Amidst the commotion, the panting Guan Guo couldn't help but show a strange light in his eyes.

Because he saw that Miao Manman, who was limp in Tang Long's arms, had actually opened her eyes and seemed to be speaking.

That's impossible!

His Phoenix Cry technique was also derived from a Wuque Method.

Even someone in the Blood Refining Lower Realm hit by this would surely have their body torn apart by the continuous fire spirit energy damage. How could this woman... only suffer some internal injuries?

What the hell!