Chapter 124: Chapter 103: Countering the Mad Bull Bloodline
Li Guan felt that the Heavenly Dao was truly unjust.
His Spirit Beast had painstakingly cultivated for so many years, only just stepping into the Divine Enlightenment Realm.
The opponent was only Level 16, so why could he step into the Divine Enlightenment Realm?
Unjust!
Truly unjust!!
The change on the field happened in an instant; the Desert Horned Ox, which was about to dodge, was hit by the incredibly fast Soul-Calming Hoof, stunned in place, and entered a state of mental fatigue.
The Desert Horned Ox had no problem waking up when Xiaobai approached, but the problem was...
The explosive damage from the Soul-Calming Hoof, which actually injured its thigh.
So, when Xiaobai charged in, it could only endure and brace itself.
But...
Now in a state of mental fatigue, it could not even exert seventy percent of its strength.
"Hold on, there’s still a chance." Dasa never expected Xiaobai’s Soul-Calming Hoof could cause such significant damage, his face turned pale as he shouted loudly.
"Moo!!"
The Desert Horned Ox bellowed loudly, instantly activating its own skill:
[Horn Transformation]
As the horns grew larger, their power increased several times, charging forward suddenly, but the injury on the right leg prevented it from gaining speed.
Meanwhile, the Residual Shadow on Xiaobai transformed into three forms at this moment!
One Qi, Four Oxen!
An unstoppable momentum seemingly about to pierce everything!
Bang~~
A heavy thudding of bull heads clashing sounded, everyone stared intently...
The very next second, Xiaobai’s figure moved forward a short distance.
The scales of victory instantly tilted.
Watching the Desert Horned Ox’s body fling backward, crashing heavily into the distance.
When everyone hadn’t even had a chance to react, Xiaobai landed forcefully, rushed towards where the Desert Horned Ox fell, stomped on its belly, and immediately after, its hoof fiercely stomped on its head...
"Moo~~~"
The Desert Horned Ox let out a painful wail, only then did Dasa come to his senses, yelling loudly: "Stop, stop..."
Xiaobai did not hear the judge’s voice, so it did not cease its actions.
Dasa discontentedly looked at the judge, saying: "Why didn’t you stop the match?"
"You only said stop, not surrender." The judge, chewing on a piece of grass, stood beside, happily watching the scene unfold.
He was also a citizen of Cangling Ancient Country, naturally also furious...
Judges are people too.
"I surrender, I surrender." Dasa knew that the other party was giving him a hard time, but there was no other option, preserving the Desert Horned Ox’s life was critical.
Only then did the judge lazily ask: "Are you sure?"
During this exchange, under Lin Chen’s command, Xiaobai gave two more kicks.
"Sure! Absolutely sure!!!"
Dasa felt his mentality near collapse, able to sense the immense pain of the Desert Horned Ox, he nearly shouted hoarsely.
Only then did the judge announce:
[First match of the quarter-finals elimination, Lin Chen wins!]
...
"Woohoo!!!"
"Refreshing!"
"I’ve been holding this breath for nearly a month, finally relieved."
"Hahaha, so quickly? I haven’t even reacted yet."
"Of course."
"Not interesting, too weak, I thought those people from Nanfen Ancient Country had some skill."
At the moment the judge announced the victory, the audience’s cheers could no longer be suppressed, shooting out like bullets.
Some shouted like monkeys, while others stepped out of shadows with a new-found smile.
Because Lin Chen’s match was just so satisfying.
When Dasa went to the Desert Horned Ox’s side, it had already passed out; Dasa cast a resentful glance at Lin Chen and Xiaobai, hastily retrieving the Desert Horned Ox, preparing to leave.
"Wait, signature." The judge called out to him.
Dasa gritted his teeth, hastily signed, and finally left the stage under the jeering of the crowd.
"Hey, Nanfen Ancient Country bulls are number one in the world."
"Doesn’t matter, Cangling Ancient Country has never been within the world’s scope anyway."
...
The crowd’s "bullets" were relentless, speaking freely.
Xiaobai was still on the stage enjoying it all, after Lin Chen signed, he directly started patting its head.
The Desert Horned Ox’s bloodline was indeed decent:
[Hidden Bloodline: 13.23%]
In truth, no one denied the bulls from Nanfen Ancient Country, but Dasa’s actions were indeed eye-catching, so it was natural for people to hate him.
After all of this, Lin Chen was planning to leave with Xiaobai, the spectators beside him excitedly said:
"Lin Chen, rest assured, my popularity vote is only for you."
"Yes, mine too."
"Whoever doesn’t vote for Lin Chen is my grandson."
"Even if you can only make it to the next round, I will continue to vote for you."
"..."
Lin Chen wiped his sweat.
Thank you for your kind words.
He was aiming for the Heart of the Ox King, the championship prize.
As for the Strongest Popularity Award... if he could get it, great, if not, well, so be it.
Lin Chen maintained a calm mindset, after all, he never regarded Dasa as a rival.
However, Qin Hao and the others were different.
Lin Chen winning made them even happier than their own victory.
"So delightful, I was just standing beside, and I already felt uplifted."
"Didn’t expect the Desert Horned Ox to be so weak."
"It’s not weak, but Xiaobai is just too strong."
Qin Hao and his companions chatted along the way, Xiaobai squinting its little eyes, listening, as the Little Fox occasionally cooed a couple of sentences, joining in the boasting "army."
There was still one match in the afternoon, Li Qiuqiu’s, and Lin Chen also went to watch, which resolved quickly.
Regarding Li Qiuqiu, Lin Chen always held a different view.
Although his Spirit Beast was slightly weaker than the other two’s spirit beasts.
But Li Qiuqiu’s Purple-Eyed Ox had a unique combat style, belonging to the spiritual combat type Spirit Beast.
This means it could release spiritual power skills and combat skills as well.
Unfortunately, the Purple-Eyed Ox was one level behind the two of them, so the win rate wasn’t high.