Chapter 195: Friendship Match

"Hey, why did you bring a child onto the field? Could you at least tell us what skills she specializes in beforehand? It would help us second-string players prepare, you lovely experts!"

Carlo chuckled, cupped his fists, and displayed a friendly demeanor. It was notable that the members of Suoluo Academy never fought with excessive force; they were arguably the team with the best sportsmanship in the entire competition, which left a favorable impression on Xu Yang. The Suoluo Sect, the cultivation school they represented, was known as an eccentric sect located on the fringes of the Three Thousand Dao States. It welcomed many foreign cultivators, resulting in a highly diverse and complex internal structure.

Hearing Carlo, Little Tuantuan smiled faintly at him and then flipped over her drawing board.

"Brother Carlo, I'm an artist! Whatever you wish for, Tuantuan can draw it for you!"

"Ahaha, don't worry, little cutie, I definitely won't lay a hand on you. But as for the young lady next to you, that's another story!"

As Carlo spoke, he glanced at Ling Qingshu, not forgetting to raise an eyebrow.

"Alright, kid, you'd better get serious! These individuals are championship contenders; we must give it our all! Even if we can't win, we'll still show our true capabilities!"

The Old Man with the Medicine Barrel spoke, finally tightening the container on his back and beginning to unleash his powerful spiritual energy.

"The match has officially begun!"

A dense green poisonous mist immediately spread.

"Watch out!"

Bai Lianxue, standing to the left of Long Kun's imposing figure, immediately unleashed her Golden Buddha Sacred Light after warning everyone. Simultaneously, Ling Qingshu activated her Bright Moon Art, and Long Kun swiftly initiated his Black Tortoise True Art.

The combined power of their various cultivation techniques minimized the effects of the old man's poisonous mist.

"Tall grandpa, your poison has no effect on us. You're wasting your energy!"

As Tuantuan spoke, she quickly drew a balloon on her drawing board and enveloped her small body within it.

As for Ling Yao, protected by the supreme Heavenly Sword Bone within her, she was already immune to all poisons.

"Damn it, I knew it! This team is even tougher than the Northern Jin! They're all immune to my poison!"

"Come on, old man, half your skills are useless. Hurry and switch to plan B!"

Long Kun sneered, "Second plan? I'll beat you until you're spitting teeth!"

With that, Long Kun charged forward, truly believing the Old Man with the Medicine Barrel was useless.

"Don't be reckless!"

Captain Bai Lianxue maintained control of the overall situation, but the obstinate Long Kun completely disregarded her orders and charged in alone, seeking to show off.

Carlo chuckled softly, his figure abruptly vanishing from his position, leaving Long Kun to lunge at empty space.

Just then, from within the mist, the Old Man with the Medicine Barrel took two long strides, covering dozens of meters in an instant, and appeared before Long Kun.

"Here we go!"

A large hand seized Long Kun's shoulder. Confronted by this tall old man who was a head and a half taller than him, Long Kun instinctively felt overwhelmed by his height. Even after immediately activating his Black Tortoise True Art, he was still effortlessly flung backward.

"It's useless. Your cultivation technique only enhances defense; it doesn't increase your weight. Kid, this is a purely control-based fighting style; you can't block it!"

The old man manipulated Long Kun, sending him flying into the midst of the Suoluo Academy team, soaring through the air completely off-balance.

"Come on, kid, I heard you're quite robust? Apologies, but we had no intention of hitting you!"

Carlo, who had just vanished, suddenly reappeared in mid-air and slammed an elbow into the already off-balance Long Kun's abdomen, sending him plummeting rapidly!

Immediately afterward, the puppeteer in the rear quickly unleashed dozens of special rope-like weapons, completely binding the formidable Long Kun like a puppet. He was so thoroughly restrained that he couldn't struggle an inch.

"Damn it, can you please let me go? Let's have a proper, fair fight!"

Carlo gave a mischievous grin. "Beat him up!"

Consequently, the five team members instantly formed a group, foregoing their cultivation techniques to simply push Long Kun to the ground and unleash a barrage of punches and kicks. Shrouded by the green poisonous mist, no one could clearly see the brutality of their actions.

For some reason, upon witnessing this scene, none of the other four had any inclination to intervene and help him.

They continued to pummel him for about three minutes. When the puppeteer finally lifted Long Kun again, his head was swollen several times its normal size, and his bruised and battered face looked utterly comical.

The four goddesses in front of him, far from being angry, burst into laughter, some even feeling an urge to applaud.

"Uh, buddy, it seems you're not very popular with your teammates! Look, these four goddess-like ladies are all laughing at you!"

Carlo continued, and Little Tuantuan helplessly spread her hands, saying, "What could we do? He refused to listen to Sister Bai and insisted on getting himself beaten."

"Hehe, well, well, now it's six against four—that's fair! Kana, go!"

Kana was actually Carlo's cousin; they were from the same family and had previously served as pirates in the Outer Realm Empire, gaining extensive combat experience. Both had reached the Grand Perfection of the Cave Heaven cultivation realm.

As expected, the moment the two of them made their move, the real confrontation began.

From below the stage, Xu Yang immediately recognized the team's potential. He even found himself suddenly wanting to forge a closer connection with their lineage.

Masters of all kinds, each with their unique specialties, existed across all walks of life. This was precisely the kind of support Xu Yang most critically lacked. He even considered that if he could establish a relationship with the Suoluo lineage, he might be able to carve out a territory within the Three Thousand Dao States, which would be ideal for settling the ancient divine weapon warriors from the Imperial Tomb.

In this battle, both sides showcased their unique abilities, engaging in a fiercely contested fight that lasted over two hours before they gradually ceased.

The prolonged duration of the fight wasn't due to Bai Lianxue's team being unable to win. Rather, it was a four-on-six engagement, with Long Kun practically in a state of defection. Additionally, Little Tuantuan seemed incredibly playful during this match, constantly interacting with "Brother Carlo."

As for Bai Lianxue's three main powerhouses, their primary offensive efforts were directed at the puppets summoned by the puppeteer and beast tamer, making it challenging to strike their actual bodies.

Naturally, the outcome was predictable: the moment Long Kun broke free from his restraints, the match concluded.

However, due to the relatively conservative fighting style, no members from either side sustained injuries; they only needed to replenish their physical stamina.

"Alright, you still won... Please extend our greetings to your leader, Xu Yang. This comes directly from our Dean."

"What?!"

After the fight, Carlo and his teammates' demeanor genuinely perplexed Bai Lianxue and the others. They even bowed respectfully to the five opponents and towards Xu Yang's direction.

"Uh... just who exactly are these people?"

Xu Yang's gaze drifted towards the Suoluo Academy side, hoping to find an answer, but he was unsuccessful. In fact, he couldn't even discern who their leader was among the Suoluo Academy team.