Godly Zhuge Crossbow's Reverse Critical Hit

"Die!"

Accompanied by Tang San's distorted roar, the "clanging" sound of mechanisms being triggered exploded on the Spirit Fighting Platform.

Sixteen crossbow bolts, shimmering with a dark green glow, tore through the air with a piercing shriek, forming a fan shape that sealed off all evasion space for Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong.

This was a killing move of the Tang Sect.

The arrow tips were coated with a diluted venom, the "King of Hell's Post," which he had painstakingly concocted last night. Even a slight graze would turn a Soul Elder into pus within three breaths.

Tang San watched the flying cold light, a cruel and gleeful arc forming at the corner of his mouth.

He could already see the scene of those two traitors' bodies rotting and wailing under the venom.

"Tang Sect Hidden Weapons, never miss," he chanted in his heart, a supreme confidence belonging to a transmigrator.

However.

Qian Mo, seated in a Grand Tutor Chair at the side of the arena, didn't even lift an eyelid.

He lazily stretched, let out a long yawn, and then, as if casually complaining about the weather, mumbled:

"This wind direction looks a bit off."

The moment his voice fell.

[Peerless Auspiciousness System] passively triggered—Law of Causality: Reversal.

The still air on the Spirit Fighting Platform was suddenly churned as if by an invisible giant hand.

Just as the sixteen crossbow bolts were less than three inches from Xiao Wu's perky nose.

An extremely bizarre vortex materialized out of thin air.

No spirit power fluctuation, no skill wind-up, purely... bad luck encountering turbulence.

"Weng--!"

A scene that defied physics occurred.

The crossbow bolts, which had been advancing with unstoppable force, instantly hit the vortex and, as if crashing into an invisible rubber wall, drew an incredibly smooth "U" shaped sharp turn in mid-air.

Their speed not only didn't decrease but increased!

Even more, due to the airflow's reinforcement, the arrowheads emitted a more piercing sonic boom.

Target: Return the way they came.

The sinister grin on Tang San's face instantly froze, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinheads.

"What?!"

He didn't even have time to react, his brain still processing the out-of-scope philosophical question of "Why did the hidden weapons turn back?"

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft--!"

A series of muffled sounds of sharp blades entering flesh rang out densely.

Sixteen crossbow bolts, not one less, were all precisely embedded in Tang San's limbs, shoulders, and thigh roots.

Although the lethal vital points like the heart and throat were avoided, this was clearly Heaven's deliberate act to let him live and suffer.

"Ugh--!!!"

A piercing scream instantly drowned out the noise of the Spirit Arena.

Tang San was like an enraged hedgehog, covered all over with the hidden weapons he was so proud of. Blood instantly dyed his already patched shit green team uniform red.

What was even more deadly was the poison.

That domineering toxin madly eroded his meridians along the wounds. Tang San felt as if he had been doused in sulfuric acid, the severe pain twisting his facial features to the point of dislocation.

"Impossible... my Godly Zhuge Crossbow... how could it..."

Tang San knelt on the ground, his hands trembling as he tried to pull out the arrows, yet he dared not touch the wounds. His eyes were filled with a collapsed worldview.

Qian Mo sat in the audience, slowly peeling a grape and popping it into his mouth. He waved at the handsome young man on stage who was already stunned.

"Xiao Ao, don't just stand there."

Qian Mo pointed at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who were about to rush up to rescue him.

"Chant a sutra for them and help them cross over."

Oscar snapped back to reality, his peach blossom eyes bursting with unprecedented fanaticism.

He single-handedly lifted the Soul Tool weighing three hundred jin - the Six-barreled Gatling. The cylinder of the muzzle began to slowly accelerate, emitting a teeth-grinding "humming" sound.

Blue Soul Power Light gathered deep within the barrel, like a volcano about to erupt.

Oscar took a deep breath and grinned at Dai Mubai, who was charging over, revealing a row of white teeth:

"Boss Dai, times have changed."

"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, Six Roots Pure Depleted Uranium Rounds!"

"Three Thousand Six Hundred Revolutions Per Breath, Great Compassion saves the world's people!"

"Give me--Shine!!!"

The trigger was pulled tight.

"Da Da Da Da Da Da--!!!"

Blue Flames instantly spewed out two meters long, dense Spirit Power Bullets pouring out like a storm, completely tearing apart the space in front.

Dai Mubai, who was activating "White Tiger Adamant Transformation" with bulging muscles, originally intended to withstand this wave of attacks with the physique of a power-type Soul Elder.

However, the moment the first bullet hit his Protective Soul Power, he knew he was wrong.

Terribly wrong.

"Bang!"

His Protective Soul Shield shattered instantly like paper.

Then came the second, third, hundredth...

Although Qian Mo had set the bullets to "blunt impact mode" (non-lethal), the kinetic energy carried by each bullet was comparable to the impact of a Barbarian Bull.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Dai Mubai was sent twitching and flailing in the air, unable to land, as if performing a ridiculously comical B-boying routine.

He wanted to scream, but the dense bullets hitting his chest, abdomen, and cheek made it impossible to even open his mouth, only letting out muffled groans of "wuwuwu".

Ma Hongjun next to him was even worse off.

The Fatty had just opened his mouth to spew out a Phoenix Fireline, but before he could utter a sound, the dense rain of bullets forced the flame back into his throat.

The bullets hit his plump fat, causing waves of flesh to ripple, pain making his tears and snot flow.

"Stop! Stop! I surrender!!"

Ma Hongjun scrambled away, covering his head, trying to find cover.

"Boom!"

Oscar slightly raised his muzzle and fired a charged High Explosive Round.

Ma Hongjun was blasted dozens of meters away like a ball, precisely wedged into the gap between the Steel Bars at the edge of the Spirit Fighting Platform.

Unable to get in or out, only his backside was exposed, Trembling with the aftershocks.

In just ten seconds.

The gunfire stopped.

The Barrel emitted wisps of smoke. Oscar blew on the scorching muzzle, a look of intoxication on his face: "Awesome!"

On the Spirit Fighting Platform, only Xiao Wu was still standing.

She hadn't attacked the small fry suppressed by the firepower.

Her gaze was fixed on the man kneeling on the ground, riddled with arrows, groaning in pain.

Tang San.

The "brother" who had once sworn to protect her, only to pull the trigger without hesitation.

Xiao Wu activated Teleport.

With a flash of pink light, she appeared out of thin air before Tang San.

Tang San struggled to lift his head. On his swollen, purple face, a trace of shock and... pleading could still be seen.

"Xia... Xiao Wu..." Tang San's voice was hoarse. He extended a bloody, mangled hand, "I'm Brother..."

"Shut up."

There was no pity in Xiao Wu's eyes, only a coldness like ten thousand year profound ice.

She leaped high. Her slender right leg drew a full moon arc in the air, and red soul power light instantly condensed on her heel.

This was her ultimate skill, honed through countless battles in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Except this time, the target was a former "family member."

"This kick is for that comb."

"And for six years of deception!"

"BANG--!!!"

Xiao Wu's heel, carrying immense force, slammed heavily onto Tang San's already swollen face.

There was no suspense.

Tang San didn't even grunt. His entire body was like he'd been hit by a pile driver, his back of the head smashing into the ground.

The hard granite floor instantly cracked, forming a spider web-like pit.

Tang San was embedded in the pit in a spread-eagle posture, face down, completely knocked out.

The world fell silent.

"Foul! This is murder!!"

Below the stage, Yu Xiaogang, who had been in a petrified state, finally reacted.

He jumped up abruptly, his stiff face turning pig liver color from extreme anger and fear. He pointed at Oscar on the stage and roared:

"That weapon is absolutely not a Spirit Master's method! It's cheating! Referee! Quickly disqualify them! Arrest these murderers!"

The Host wiped sweat from his brow, looking at Qian Mo helplessly.

Qian Mo stood up, patted the non-existent dust off his clothes, and slowly walked to Yu Xiaogang.

He looked down, towering over the middle-aged man who was roaring like a lost dog.

"Losing means it's a foul?"

A mocking smile played on Qian Mo's lips.

"It seems your 'Master' theory only taught you how to win by despicable means, not how to lose like a decent person."

He pointed at Tang San, who was unconscious on the stage.

"When he sneak attacked with poisoned hidden weapons, why didn't you call it murder? Now that he's been counter-killed because he's inferior, you start talking about rules?"

"You're quite skilled at playing the double standard, Yu Xiaogang."

Qian Mo took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his nose and mouth with disdain, as if Yu Xiaogang had some contagious disease.

"Five Million Gold Soul Coins."

Qian Mo's voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the entire venue.

"Remember to pay it to the Martial Soul Hall's account. If you're short even a single coin, I'll tear down those shabby huts of yours."

As his voice fell, the entire venue fell silent for a second.

Immediately after.

"Temple Team! Temple Team!!"

"Gatling Bodhisattva! Gatling Bodhisattva!!"

Thunderous cheers erupted from the audience stands. In this world where the strong reigned supreme, an overwhelming victory was always the most potent gunpowder to ignite hormones.

Amidst the deafening roar, staff members dragged the three blood-covered members of the Shrek team off the stage like dead dogs.

Qian Mo turned and left, and a pleasant system notification sounded in his mind:

[Ding! Detected that the Child of Destiny, Tang San, is severely injured and his Dao Heart is shattered. Plundered 5000 Destiny Points.]