Douluo: Starting with Grayxiu, the power of the star god is added

Chapter 133: Breakout
"System, open the basic panel and skip the item panel."

"Ding, it's opened."

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Host: Lang Lei

identity:? ? ?
Rating: 90
Spiritual power: Three realms of the river [Mortal, Transcendent, Entry, Entry, Pool, Lake (First-level God), River (God King), Forest, River, Mountain, Sea, Planet, Star...]
Lifespan: 5418 years and 213 days

Number of draws: 22
Martial Soul 1: Elemental Ancient Dragon (Soul Ring: Red Red Red Red Gold Gold Gold Gold) (Talents: Elemental Torrent, Son of the World, Ancient Dragon Body, Zero Command Ban, Hades Calling, Old Memories)

Wuhun 2: Holy Fire Judgement

Zero Rated Power-Skyfire Unsheathed
Boundary Lifting - Heavenly Fire Disaster [Unblocked]
Over-limit state - Jiemie Wujin (preliminary unblocking)
Authority: The power of fire (false), the authority of origin.

Summon characters: Grayshu, Alysia, Sylphle
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"It seems that his mental strength and physical fitness under normal conditions should have reached the level of the God King of Douluo Continent." Lang Lei thought thoughtfully. No wonder he couldn't control his strength in the first place. It turned out that his strength increased so much at once.

But it’s better this way. In this disturbing world, strength can make him feel more at ease.

When Lang Lei was setting up questions in the Shuhai Cinema, he compared the combat power of Douluo Continent and the Collapse World.

Finally, based on his own guess, he came to the outrageous and wrong conclusion that the Extreme Douluo is roughly equal to the Emperor-level Honkai Beast.

Now that he has come to the world of collapse, he realizes that the Extreme Douluo and the Emperor-level Collapse Beast are not on the same level.

Even ordinary people in the Collapse World all have the physical qualities of a Soul Master or even a Great Soul Master, and it is only a matter of time for an Emperor-level Collapse Beast to destroy hundreds of thousands of Great Soul Masters holding cold weapons. An Emperor-level Collapse Beast can destroy a super-large city in a very short time, and that's on the technological side. But for an Extreme Douluo, it can't. The recovery can't keep up, and the physical body can't keep up.

Not to mention Honkai energy, which is a much higher level of energy than soul power.

Through Lang Lei's personal experience, the attack power of the emperor-level Honkai beast may have reached the god-level. As for the defense power, it may be even more terrifying. It is likely that only a first-level god can cause effective damage.

Thinking of this, Lang Lei couldn't help but sigh at Kevin's powerful talent.

When he was still a high school student, he dared to face the Temple-level Honkai Beast with a baseball bat for Mei. In Lang Lei's estimation, he was a Titled Douluo.

Should we say that he is worthy of being the strongest warrior of the previous civilization? Or is this the so-called power of love?

Lang Lei no longer expects that he can fight against a Judgment-level Honkai beast under normal circumstances. He only hopes that if a great Honkai comes, he will be able to take little Ai Li out of danger.

With the second martial spirit, Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgement, it should not be difficult to achieve this.

Just as Lang Lei was thinking this, little Ai Li came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

Little Ai Li's steps were light and almost silent, with a fresh and relaxed feeling after bathing. The bath towel was loosely wrapped around her body, vaguely revealing her slender legs and delicate collarbone. Water droplets dripped down the ends of her hair, leaving a string of tiny and wet traces on the ground.

Her pink hair looked even more vivid and eye-catching when wet, like cherry blossoms blooming in the rain, emitting charming brilliance. Little Ai Li gently lifted her hair and combed it with her fingers, revealing a unique charm in her eyes.

Lang Lei only glanced at it unintentionally, but suddenly felt a surge of heat on his face. He quickly looked away, his heart felt like it had been scratched by a kitten, and he began to feel inexplicably flustered. Little Ai Li didn't seem to notice Lang Lei's embarrassment, she smiled mischievously, and walked to the lamp by herself, letting the light shine on her hair. The pink hair shone softly under the light, as if she was coated with a layer of dreamy color.

Lang Lei stood aside, trying to look natural. He stole a glance at Little Ellie, who was concentrating on playing with her hair with a faint smile on her face. At that moment, he suddenly felt his heart beating faster.

Oh my god, I actually had that kind of feeling for a little Ai Li, this is Ai Lishia, I am such a beast!

Calm down, asshole!
Lang Lei took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down. After all, he and Xiao Ai Li were of the same age.

In the end, he chose to change the subject.

"Um... Ellie, your hair is beautiful." Lang Lei finally plucked up the courage and said in a low voice.

Little Ai Li turned around, her eyes sparkling with surprise: "Really? Thank you!"

Lang Lei nodded, and suddenly felt like he had found a topic. He began to talk to Xiao Ai Li about hair. Lang Lei kept agreeing with Xiao Ai Li, and the two of them chatted very well. Lang Lei's face gradually returned to normal from the redness just now.

At this moment, Lang Lei suddenly realized that some beautiful things come to you inadvertently, and when you face them, you will find that they bring not only heartbeats, but also more unexpected surprises.

"Can you help me blow dry my hair?" Little Ai Li asked proactively.

"Of course, it's my honor." Lang Lei smiled and walked over.

Lang Lei gently picked up the hair dryer and stood behind Little Ai Li, ready to blow dry her wet hair after she just took a shower. Little Ai Li sat in front of the dressing table, with a sweet smile on her face and her eyes flashing with trust and dependence on Lang Lei.

Little Ai Li's hair was not as long as Alicia's later one, but it was not short either, and it was indeed troublesome to style it by herself.

Lang Lei carefully adjusted the temperature and wind speed of the hair dryer, fearing that he would hurt little Ai Li. While blowing, he gently combed little Ai Li's soft hair with his fingers, his movements gentle and delicate.

Little Ai Li closed her eyes in enjoyment, occasionally letting out a comfortable sigh. In order to make Little Ai Li's hair smoother, Lang Lei knew to avoid blowing high temperatures directly on the scalp, but to keep a certain distance and constantly move the hair dryer to evenly distribute the heat.

"To be honest, I think I kind of like this feeling," Lang Lei joked softly.

"Is it because Brother Du thinks my hair is beautiful?" Little Ai Li asked curiously.

"Yeah, of course, Ellie is cute too."

After hearing this, the corners of Little Ai Li's mouth rose unconsciously. She felt Lang Lei's love and care, and like Mother Celia, this warm feeling made her feel extremely happy.

With the buzzing sound of the hair dryer, Little Aili's hair gradually became dry and fluffy. Lang Lei looked at his work with satisfaction and gently fiddled with the ends of Little Aili's hair with his fingers, making her look more lovely and attractive. In order to increase the fluffy feeling of the hair, Lang Lei turned the hair dryer to cold air mode and blew it quickly over Little Aili's head to make the roots of the hair stand up.

Just when Lang Lei was about to tell Xiao Aili that she was fine, his eyes inadvertently passed over his hands, and then his pupils began to vibrate.

"Ellie, hurry up and change your clothes!"

(End of this chapter)