MM Racing Chapter 213 Dead Men Tell No Tales? What if I could bring them back to life?
Chapter 213 Dead Men Tell No Tales? What if I could bring them back to life?
Chapter 213 Dead and No Evidence? What if I could bring them back to life?
"Eloquent and silver-tongued!"
With a cold shout, Salas abruptly flicked his sleeve, interrupting Tang San and giving him no chance to explain. He then began to fabricate charges, saying:
"No matter how eloquent you are, you cannot conceal the truth! Seven students from Canghui Academy are currently on the verge of death, their soul power exhausted. This is witnessed by everyone, and I, the bishop, have personally verified it! You possess strange abilities, your cultivation progress is abnormal, and you are even suspected of devouring life!"
He didn't offer any evidence, but instead used his power to intimidate people, his voice suddenly rising in volume.
"Tang San! You are suspected of harming participating Soul Masters, a serious violation of the competition rules and an inviolability of the ironclad laws of the Soul Master world! This High Priest suspects you of being a fallen soul master or an evil Soul Master. In order to maintain the fairness of the competition and the peace of the continent, I am now arresting you according to the law and bringing you back to the Spirit Hall for detailed investigation!"
At this point, Salas didn't give anyone time to react and suddenly waved his hand!
"Men, seize him!"
"Clang!"
A series of clanging sounds of metal armor clashing suddenly rang out!
Upon hearing this, the dozen or so Spirit Hall Knights who had been waiting around the Soul Arena, covered in gleaming silver armor and exuding a fierce aura, instantly unleashed their powerful soul energy and charged onto the Soul Arena from all directions like an iron barrel, instantly surrounding the lone Tang San!
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone present!
No one expected Salas to be so domineering.
Completely disregarding the competition rules and Tang San's explanations, they were about to use force to arrest him!
Just then, Flander's expression changed, and he instantly appeared on the fighting stage as if by teleportation, standing between Tang San and the Templar Knights, and angrily shouted:
"Your Excellency, the Platinum Bishop! What exactly do you mean by openly targeting Shrek Academy?! The reason why the people of Canghui Academy have become like this is still inconclusive, so what right do you have to arrest people?! If you dare to lay a finger on a single hair on the head of a student of Shrek Academy..."
In desperation, he actually resorted to what he thought was his last resort—the master.
"I...I'll immediately set off with Xiaogang to Wuhun City to pay our respects to Her Majesty the Pope and ask her to uphold justice for us!"
However, upon hearing this, Salas's lips curled into an undisguised, mocking sneer. He didn't even bother to look Flander in the eye, and said in an extremely contemptuous tone:
"Oh? To see His Holiness the Pope? Very well, then you may set off now."
Clearly, he had no idea that the "little guy" Flander was talking about was the master.
Instead, he felt that Flander was bluffing, so he ignored Flander and turned to the Templar Knights, giving the order again:
"Take it down..."
However, he did not finish saying what he was about to say.
"call out--!"
A sharp, piercing sonic boom suddenly rang out.
The next second, a dazzling golden light appeared.
Like lightning tearing through space, it shot out from a certain direction in the stands at a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect, its target being Salas on the battle stage!
The sudden attack caused Salas's expression to change drastically!
"What is that?!" In a fit of shock and anger, he instinctively released his soul power, which surged instantly. His right hand shot out like lightning, his five fingers forming a claw, carrying the powerful soul power of a Soul Douluo, and accurately grabbed at the golden light!
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Salas held the golden light firmly in his palm, the impact causing his arm to go numb slightly.
"This is??"
Salas felt a chill run down his spine and stared intently at the object in his hand.
When he opened his palm and saw the thing clearly, the anger on his face froze instantly, replaced by extreme shock and horror!
That wasn't some kind of hidden weapon, but a token!
"What?! This is... a papal decree?!"
Upon seeing the token in his hand, Salas's pupils suddenly contracted, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out from his forehead. His hand holding the token trembled slightly.
The holder of this decree is as if the Pope himself were present! Seeing this decree is like seeing the Pope in person!
Immediately afterwards, he looked up sharply, his gaze sweeping in surprise and uncertainty toward the direction from which the token had been shot.
Just then, a deep voice, tinged with obvious displeasure, slowly rang out:
"Your Excellency, what an imposing air you have!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the Grandmaster had left the Shrek Academy's viewing area at some point and was striding towards the center of the Soul Arena.
When Salas saw the master approaching, he was taken aback at first, but then his gaze fell on the heavy papal decree in his hand. He instantly understood what was going on, and the color drained from his face.
Although he vaguely knew about the ambiguous relationship between the Grandmaster and the Pope, he never expected that the latter would possess a Papal Decree. It should be noted that the Spirit Hall only had three Papal Decrees in existence.
They were given to the top three of the seven major sects.
Even Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, would not casually wear this token symbolizing the authority of the Pope. He never imagined that the master would have such a thing.
Fragments of memory surfaced in Salas's mind, and his heart sank. He knew he might not be able to gain favor here today.
Unless, of course, the people from Canghui Academy can get up from the ground right now and identify Tang San!
Seeing that familiar figure appear in front of him, holding the Pope's Decree and intimidating Salas, Tang San was first startled, and then an uncontrollable joy surged in his heart!
"teacher!"
"You...you're back?!"
Tang San never expected that the master, who was already on the verge of death when Tang Hao took him away and whose chances of survival seemed slim to him, would actually appear here unharmed.
Moreover... he also possessed the papal decree that even the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall had to bow to!
"It seems that after Teacher went to Wuhun City, Bibi Dong not only saved him, but also gave him extremely high courtesy and trust, and even handed him the Pope's Decree!" This thought flashed through Tang San's mind in an instant. Then, he was so excited that he almost trembled, thinking to himself.
"Then he must have already obtained the correct method from Bibi Dong to solve the difficulties in cultivating twin martial souls! My Clear Sky Hammer is saved!"
The thought of soon escaping the disgusting state of the Clear Sky Hammer, embarking on the path of cultivating truly powerful twin martial souls, and trampling Tang Chuan and all those who looked down on him underfoot filled him with immense joy.
Tang San felt a surge of heat rush through his body, and he temporarily forgot the sense of crisis he had felt when he was surrounded by the Templar Knights and the weakness in his body at that moment.
"Elder...Elder, you...you're joking. It was my fault for being blind and not knowing you were here. Please take this back."
Not daring to be negligent in the slightest, Salas quickly suppressed his previous arrogance, even bowing slightly and carefully and respectfully holding up the papal decree with both hands, handing it to the master, forcing a smile that was more like a grimace on his face.
A sneer curled at the corner of his lips. The master accepted the papal decree, deliberately adopting an arrogant and indifferent expression, and looked down at Salas, questioning him:
"Lord Salas, may I ask if you intend to arrest any more members of Shrek Academy?"
Faced with the token signifying the Pope's presence, Salas, despite his immense resentment and anger, could only forcefully suppress it, forcing an extremely unpleasant smile onto his face, and repeatedly waved his hands, saying:
"We won't arrest you anymore, we won't arrest you anymore, Elder..."
He hadn't fully uttered the words of admitting defeat yet.
"Smack—!!!"
A crisp, loud slap.
It exploded like a thunderclap, instantly drowning out all other sounds in the entire venue!
A figure in emerald green appeared before the master with ghostly speed, without warning! It was none other than Poison Douluo Dugu Bo!
Without uttering a single word, in the instant before anyone, including Salas, could react, he suddenly raised his hand and, with the terrifying power and speed of a Title Douluo, delivered a solid and merciless slap to Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's face!
"puff--!"
Before the master could even react, he was like a straw caught in a gust of wind, sent flying into the air by the powerful slap.
Immediately afterwards, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth in mid-air, then slammed heavily onto the fighting arena several meters away, rolling several times before stopping.
In the blink of an eye, the master was knocked off his feet, half of his face swelled up like a pig's head, and his consciousness was briefly blurred.
This sudden and incredibly vicious slap completely stunned everyone!
Salas was completely dumbfounded, frozen in place, the words stuck in his throat. He had never expected that Dugu Bo would dare to attack the holder of the papal decree so recklessly!
"What kind of bullshit papal decree is this?"
Dugu Bo didn't even bother to look at the master lying on the ground like a dead dog. He slowly withdrew his hand, his cold gaze sweeping over the fallen papal decree. A mocking and arrogant smile appeared on his lips, and he spoke with extreme contempt and provocation.
"I'm not one of your Spirit Hall members..."
"I—don't—know—them!"
These words shocked everyone present!
Dugu Bo is openly defying the supreme authority of the Spirit Hall!
He used the most direct and brutal method to show that he didn't buy into the Spirit Hall's schemes at all!
No matter what kind of papal decree you have, if you dare to be arrogant in front of Poison Douluo, he will beat you without hesitation!
Seeing that the master had been slapped by Dugu Bo and was spitting blood and falling to the ground in a sorry state, Tang San was eager for a way to cultivate twin martial souls. How could he sit idly by?
"Dugu Bo! Don't go too far! This is during the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament! What kind of logic is it to openly go on stage and assault a teacher from a participating academy?!"
He tried to suppress Dugu Bo using the competition rules.
At the same time, Salas also recovered from his initial shock.
Although he also despised Yu Xiaogang, Dugu Bo's slap just now was not only a blow to Yu Xiaogang, but also to the face of the Spirit Hall!
Especially after the papal decree had just demonstrated its power!
If this matter were to reach Wuhun City and the Pope were to find out that Salas was present yet allowed outsiders to humiliate the elder who held the Papal Decree, then his reign as a Platinum Bishop would be over.
Therefore, he had no choice but to step forward, his face grim as he looked at Dugu Bo, his tone accusatory: "Your Excellency Poison Douluo! Grandmaster now holds the Pope's Decree, making him an elder of my Spirit Hall! Isn't your action a complete disregard for my Spirit Hall?"
Upon hearing this, a hint of disdain flashed in Dugu Bo's emerald eyes. He had long anticipated that Salas would use the Spirit Hall to intimidate him. He then let out a cold snort, his voice carrying a sharp and intimidating tone:
"Bishop Salas, don't try to pin this on me! Fallen evil spirit masters are the common enemy of the entire continent! Everyone has the right to kill them! As a bishop of the Spirit Hall, are you really going to protect Tang San, who is suspected of practicing evil arts and harming participating spirit masters, just for a mere token?!"
He emphasized the words "evil soul master" and "public enemy" heavily, directly elevating the issue to the opposite side of the entire soul master community.
Upon hearing this, Salas turned pale with anger. He naturally dared not openly bear the crime of protecting evil spirit masters, especially under the watchful eyes of everyone.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, shook his head, and his tone became more impartial, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. Of course, I will not protect anyone. The Spirit Hall has always been fair and just, and will never let an evil spirit go unpunished, but it will also never wrong an innocent person."
At this point, Salas changed the subject, glancing at the Canghui Academy students on the ground, who were barely alive and looked like dried corpses, a troubled expression on his face.
"But... now everyone from Canghui Academy is in this state, unconscious, practically dead. As the saying goes, the dead can't testify, and I... I can't just arrest people based on guesswork; that wouldn't convince the public! After all, what if it's due to the backlash from the fusion technique?"
"Unless... unless the people from Canghui Academy can wake up immediately and personally identify what Tang San did to them in the seven-colored light!"
"If the situation is true and the evidence is conclusive, this bishop will arrest them immediately, without hesitation!"
His move was quite cunning; it not only preserved the Spirit Hall's reputation for the time being, preventing them from succumbing to Dugu Bo's pressure, but also passed the buck.
Anyway, the Pope didn't give him any orders to capture Tang San, so whether or not Tang San is captured is none of Salas's business.
If this incident offends the Pope's old flame, it would be a huge loss if this good-for-nothing spoke ill of him to the Pope later. Besides, the Pope currently holds the papal decree.
Upon hearing Salas's unverifiable statement, Tang San felt reassured, believing he had gained the upper hand. The feigned grievance and anger on his face slowly faded, replaced by undisguised smugness and provocation. He said:
"Poison Douluo, didn't you hear what Bishop Salas just said? Or are you getting old and your hearing isn't working well?"
"If these people from Canghui Academy can wake up right now and confess what I just did to them, I, Tang San, will surrender without resistance!"
"As long as they can stand up and identify me, I, Tang San, will accept any punishment you call an evil spirit master without complaint!"
"What a pity... their current state means there's no way they can prove anything."
Tang San's words were tantamount to speaking in front of tens of thousands of people.
He openly provoked Dugu Bo and everyone who doubted him, his arrogance reaching its peak!
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo frowned slightly, his face so dark it was almost dripping with water. Just as he was about to speak, a clear and unquestionable voice suddenly came from not far away.
"Alright, Tang San!"
"Remember what you just said!"
This voice was extremely familiar to Dugu Bo!
"The dead can't testify?"
"What if I could bring them back to life?"
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