Assault-Type Support, Food System Battle Spirit Master Oscar

So, this knowledge was all basic common sense in the Spirit Master World? Tang San thought of Teacher Yu's proud expression and suddenly felt speechless.

"It really is common sense. It's not like you're the only one who knows this stuff." Ning Rongrong licked the honey Oscar had brought her. "Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has this information too, just not as detailed as Spirit Hall's. My dad used to force me to study it all the time when I was little. It was so annoying."

"Enough chatter. That snake is here. Prepare for battle." Zhao Wuji interrupted their conversation. "Ning Rongrong, put the food away."

Zhao Wuji sighed inwardly. This was the difference between rogue Spirit Masters like himself and Spirit Masters from major factions. Everything he knew about spirit beasts had been learned bit by bit through getting beaten up. Look at them—they had proper teachings to study from childhood.

"Bleh." Ning Rongrong secretly made a face.

"Teacher Zhao, leave this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent to me. I know this kind of snake well, and it's a good chance to stretch my legs." Oscar slammed his fist into his palm, producing a dull thud like striking leather.

"Aren't you a Food System Spirit Master?" Zhao Wuji frowned deeply. He had originally intended for these children to fight the enemy together and gain some experience.

"I'm not merely a Food System Spirit Master. I'm the unprecedented Assault System support!" Oscar calmly faced the incoming Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, with a Swift Flight Sprint Sausage already clenched between his teeth.

"The Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent itself is nonvenomous, but it is a rare and powerful nonvenomous snake. It attacks by entangling enemies and suffocating them. Its methods are extremely limited. Other than being fast and capable of explosive bursts of speed, it's pitifully weak in every other aspect."

"However, I have this!"

Oscar swallowed the Swift Flight Sprint Sausage in his mouth, and his body abruptly shot into the air, flying straight toward the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. A bronze-colored glow radiated from his entire body.

This was the mark of the first stage of the Martial Golden Body—the Immaculate Body.

By now, Oscar's Physical Body had been tempered to an incomparably resilient state. Even compared to Xia Tianling, he was not inferior in the slightest. Once he completed his cultivation of qi and blood, he could enter the second stage of the Martial Golden Body—the realm of Blood Qi Wolf Smoke.

His bronze-colored fist made intimate contact with the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's head with a dull thud, narrowly missing its crest.

The massive snake seemed startled. It hissed, tilted its head, and suddenly opened its jaws, spraying a mouthful of seven-colored mist all over Oscar.

"Little Ao, I'll give you a buff." Ning Rongrong, watching from behind, was not worried in the slightest. Cheerfully, she took out the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. "The Seven Treasures are renowned: first, strength; second, speed."

She had learned the word "buff" while playing with Xia Tianling and the others. She thought it sounded really cool, so she had remembered it.

Two halos settled over Oscar's body, further enhancing his already formidable physical abilities. He kicked off a nearby tree and drifted through the air like a falling leaf. Braving the seven-colored mist, he swung another punch directly into the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's fleshy crest.

It was the exceedingly profound Falling Leaf Movement Technique from the martial movement arts.

This punch struck the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent right on its vital spot. The pain made it unable to maintain its flying posture any longer, and it crashed straight to the ground.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had already descended from above, tugged on Xia Tianling's clothes and looked toward Oscar, who was fighting with gusto. "Is Oscar all right?"

"Of course. The seven-colored mist it sprayed is just for show. It's nonvenomous."

Seeing the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent hit the ground, Oscar once again used his movement technique and a tree for support, leaping high into the air. Then he extended his right hand and plunged downward headfirst at high speed.

"Haha! Little Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, have you ever heard of a palm technique that descends from the heavens?" He let out a strange laugh as he crashed downward. Buddhist chants resounded through the sky, and a swastika symbol appeared in his palm. (A Buddhist symbol; the emblem of a certain failed art student is the reverse swastika.)

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon! World Honored Ksitigarbha! Om Mani Padme Hum!"

"This is... a supreme Buddhist art, Buddha's Palm?" Tang San was somewhat dumbfounded. In his previous life, this had been an untransmitted secret of Mahayana Buddhism, something only Buddhist disciples of extremely high standing had the chance to learn. Yet Oscar had actually used it now. Brother Ling must have taught him.

Although it was only the lowest-level, beginner form of Buddha's Palm, this move was exceptionally effective as a suppression technique. Buddhist Divine Abilities were especially versatile when it came to suppressing animals.

A certain monkey and a certain snake should have plenty to say about that.

The Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent twisted and struggled constantly on the ground. It could feel that the golden Buddhist light and enormous palm print had a tremendous suppressive effect on it. But after its vital spot had just been struck so heavily, it could not control its body properly for the moment, and its movements had become much slower.

"Trying to run? It won't be that easy." The massive golden palm print descended upon the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, transforming into a small mound of glittering golden earth. A seal formed from the Six-Syllable Mantra lay atop it, suppressing the unfortunate snake beneath.

However, the snake was still a Thousand-Year Spirit Beast, so it would not be suppressed so easily. As it struggled wildly beneath the mound, numerous cracks soon appeared on its surface. Even the seal formed from the Six-Syllable Mantra looked as though it might collapse.

Fortunately, Zhao Wuji acted at that moment. Gravity Crush activated, and the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's struggles immediately weakened.

Then he sprang forward to the small mound, flicked the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's fleshy crest with his finger, and knocked it unconscious.

"Which of you can use this snake? Xiao Wu, and that little girl called Zhu Zhuqing?" he asked the two of them.

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. Xia Tianling had long since planned out her Third Soul Skill for her. With Void Walking and the Assassin's Blade to aid her, all she needed were powerful single-target burst or offensive skills.

"Teacher Zhao, I don't need it either. This snake isn't suitable for me." Xiao Wu spoke softly, sounding somewhat dejected.

Zhao Wuji scratched his head. "Since neither of you needs it, let's release it. I doubt this little thing will be foolish enough to come looking for us again. What do you say, Os—"

"Wait."

Just as Zhao Wuji was preparing to release the unfortunate Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, a hoarse voice rang out urgently.

Immediately afterward, two figures dashed out from the direction the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent had flown from and appeared before them.

The pair consisted of one old and one young woman. The older woman appeared to be in her sixties or seventies. Her full head of white hair was combed neatly, and though she was advanced in years, she looked full of vigor. Her complexion was rosy like a baby's, while her eyes gleamed sharply. In her right hand, she held a three-meter-long snake-headed cane, and six soul rings rose and fell around her body.

Beside the old woman stood a beautiful young girl of sixteen or seventeen, with short hair cut to her ears. Her dark brown eyes stared fixedly at the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent Zhao Wuji had under control. She also held a snake-headed cane, though hers was much shorter than the old woman's. Two Hundred-Year soul rings likewise hovered around her body.

Tsk, Snake Grandma Chao Tianxiang and Meng Yiran. They really had come after all. As Xia Tianling looked at the old woman and young girl approaching them, he immediately felt another opportunity to make friends—and show off—had arrived.

So he stepped forward and cleared his throat.

"Are you Senior Snake Grandma and your granddaughter, Meng Yiran?"

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