Douluo Dalu - Volume 06 - External Spirit Bone
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Ma Hongjun was obviously beaten up quite bad, especially spiritually. Crying and saying everything, Tang San and the others furrowed their brows.
Tang San asked:
“What is that person’s name?”
Ma Hongjun wiped his face with his sleeve.
“I heard the brothel keeper call him Bu Le[2], but it probably isn’t his real name.”
“Bu Le? Only a Spirit Ancestor and he’s already bullying my brother? Let’s go, Fatty you lead us. Let’s go check him out. Little San, Little Ao, are you guys going?”
Dai Mubai could understand Fatty’s mood right now. Fighting over a girl was something he did often before as well, but most of the times he won the fight. Ever since Zhu Zhuqing came, he finally restrained himself. Also, Fatty was beaten up quite badly. Though he didn’t suffer damage to bones or tendons, he still lost all his face.
Tang San nodded.
“Let’s go check him out together.”
This sort of stuff can’t be resolved with logic. Though one can’t say who was right and who was wrong, people are biased towards their own side. If a man’s brother was beaten up and he didn’t take revenge, then he wasn’t a man.
Oscar laughed evilly.
“Of course I have to go. I want to see who can be even more vulgar than Fatty. Even if we can’t beat him, with my mushroom sausages, we can still run.”
The moment Ma Hongjun heard the three were willing to fight with him, he was elated.
“Good brothers. Lets go now. We might even be able to catch him coming out.”
Finished talking, he instantly jumped up and ran outside, as if his wounds didn’t hurt anymore.
Dai Mubai took hold of Ma Hongjun.
“What’s with the rush. You still have to eat first, then you’ll have the strength. Also, tell us the guy’s spirit. Knowing yourself and the enemy is the key to victory.”
Fatty, though face full of urgence, had an empty stomach, so he sat down and ate while explaining the fight.
“The person isn’t tall, only about one meter sixty tall. Dark face, as if he just came out of a coal pit. His spirit was very weird. Not attack, not defense, not speed. It feels like, feels like…”
Fatty’s gaze fell onto Tang San.
“Feels like Third Brother’s spirit, only different in shape.”
Tang San and Dai Mubai looked at each other, saying simultaneously,
“Control System Spirit Master?”
Fatty nodded.
“It should be Control System. His spirit looked like two pink semicircular covers, about the size of a steamed bun. The moment he summoned his spirit, he wore it on his head, don’t even ask how disgusting that was. He only used two spirit abilities when he fought me. The first made the two covers big, blocking my Phoenix Fire Wire. The second ability utilized the two covers and with one in front and one behind, they entangled me. The covers felt very soft and flexible. I don’t know what material it is, but even my Phoenix Fire couldn’t damage it. After it entangled me, It trapped me like a cocoon[3] and then I became his punching bag.”
Two pink covers? What type of spirit is that? Even with years of studying with Grandmaster, Tang San couldn’t figure it out.
Tang San said:
“That means, he should still have two more spirit abilities that he hasn’t used.”
Fatty said:
“Third Brother, with you three Spirit Elders and I, a rank twenty seven Spirit Grandmaster, are you scared of him? Also, you are a Control System Spirit Master as well!”
He misunderstood Tang San. He thought Tang San was scared.
Tang San said:
“Control System Spirit Masters are special. Under 1v1 circumstances, Control System Spirit Masters have a great advantage. Fatty, if we meet him, you focus on harassing him from far away. Boss Dai and I will go up front and Little Ao will be responsible for replenishments. He definitely won’t be able to match us. Control System Spirit Masters aren’t like Strength Type Spirit Masters. As long as they can’t control everyone, they will lose. If I guessed correctly, his spirit should counter fire naturally, or else your evil fire couldn’t have done nothing. When we fight, I will control him. Though my spirit power is lesser than his, I can at least harass him so he can’t control us. Control Type Spirit Masters’ close range capabilities cannot block your attacks, even if he is rank forty.”
Credits
Translator: Blue Silver Translation
Epub: Estevam / dotNOVEL