Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

It's quiet at night.

The people in Wuhun City were fast asleep, but a dark figure was moving quickly through the city.

"Teleport!"

"Teleport!"

"Teleport!"

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Although he didn't know the exact strength of Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, he dared not stay here any longer.

If they both set their sights on us, that would be troublesome.

"First go to Xingluo, then travel from Xingluo to the Star Dou Great Forest!"

Tang San's eyes gleamed with intelligence; he had already devised this plan in his mind, and now it was coming in handy.

He thought to himself that the spirit beasts in Sunset Forest might not be that special, and obtaining spirit rings there might not be very effective.

Regarding his sixth spirit ring, his decision was clear—to add a spirit ring to the Clear Sky Hammer first! As for his Blue Silver Grass spirit, Tang San was not in a hurry.

However, Tang San did not dare to let his guard down. If Bibi Dong discovered this matter as soon as he left Wuhun City, it would be troublesome.

So even if there's no chance to kill Bibi Dong now, we still have to make her disgusted.

Just as Tang San was about to use teleportation to leave the Spirit Hall, he sensed that he was being watched.

"who!"

Tang San was now fully in battle mode. Although he didn't know who was watching him, this sense of crisis was definitely not wrong.

Moreover, this growing sense of crisis made him somewhat uncomfortable.

Just then, Tang San suddenly felt someone pat his shoulder.

"Uh~"

Tang San was startled. When did he arrive? How come he didn't even notice?

This is not normal!
You know, even if the other party is a Title Douluo-level being, it's impossible for them to appear behind him without him noticing, right?

That's absolutely impossible!
Unless the other party is at that level, it's simply impossible to do.

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but shudder.

Could the other party be a god?
That can't be!
And if God really did appear, how could he possibly be alive and well right now!
"Nephew, where are you going so late?"

A refined voice suddenly rang in Tang San's ears, startling him.

Fortunately, Tang San had experienced a lot over the years, and he quickly calmed down and looked at the other person.

Ning Fengzhi!
What a Ning Fengzhi! I never expected him to be waiting for me here.

"Uncle Ning, what brings you here to wait for me?"

Although he had already guessed Ning Fengzhi's purpose in coming here, Tang San still wanted to struggle a bit.

"Nephew, you shouldn't resort to such petty tricks again. It's fortunate you didn't intend to drug me, otherwise..."

However, before Ning Fengzhi could finish speaking, another voice interrupted him.

"I didn't expect Sect Leader Ning to have beaten us to it!"

The night was as dark as ink, with moonlight filtering through the treetops and illuminating the gloomy clearing. The Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard Douluo stood like two towering mountains, sandwiching Tang San and his companions between them, a suffocating sense of oppression filling the air.

"It's you, the Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall!" Tang San's heart tightened, and his expression instantly turned solemn. His words seemed like a low roar directed at the moonlight, a warning to the heavens and earth. "What do you want?" His questioning voice was cold and resolute. The air seemed to freeze; the surrounding tranquility was shattered. The arrival of those two Douluos was clearly ill-intentioned. Good intentions are rare; those who come are all evil—Tang San understood this principle perfectly.

"Hehehe..." The Demon Bear's cold laughter was mixed with the Ghost Leopard's sinister voice, like a devil whispering in the night.

Tang San had a vague sense of foreboding.

"Tang San, obtaining a 100,000-year soul ring is your skill." Ghost Leopard's face was full of mockery, his eyes like knives, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces. "But you are not fortunate enough to enjoy a 100,000-year soul bone."

"If you obediently hand over that 100,000-year-old soul bone, we can spare your life!" The ghost leopard's voice was like the midnight bell, cold and ruthless. The demon bear beside him sneered, a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth, appearing exceptionally cunning.

Tang San felt a heavy weight in his heart. He knew his fate was inextricably linked to that soul bone. The sacrifice of a 100,000-year-old soul beast brought not only a soul ring, but also that unparalleled soul bone. However, if he were killed, he certainly wouldn't get a 100,000-year-old soul ring, while the soul bone was their coveted target.

its not right?
Isn't Tang San half-human and half-soul beast?

In the Douluo Continent, there is a creature called the Wolf Thief, which is half-human and half-soul beast. Although it cannot drop soul rings, it can drop soul bones!
That would be fun if it were a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

"With this little strength, I can't possibly protect a 100,000-year-old soul bone..." Tang San's expression gradually darkened as he pondered to himself. Sure enough, his guess was correct; tonight's crisis was precisely for that 100,000-year-old soul bone.

I don't know why they were able to find him, considering he was well-prepared!

But now is not the time to think about these things.

If this had happened before, he probably would have run away long ago.

But in this situation, he has no way of teleporting away from here.

The Invincible Golden Body, though a legendary skill, is not without its limitations. It can only be used three times a day, and each use lasts for a mere three seconds.

As for teleportation, it is limited by distance, and can only move up to 100 meters in an instant.

Fortunately, it relies on a 100,000-year-old soul bone, and each teleportation only consumes one percent of the soul power.

In normal combat, it is quite common to use teleportation seventy or eighty times.

Tang San, a Soul Master with twin martial souls, possesses the Tang Sect's ultimate skill, the Mysterious Heaven Skill. His soul power flows like a mighty river, far surpassing other Soul Masters of the same level and far exceeding their depth.
But the opponents were all titled Douluo, so even if I could teleport 100 meters, or even double that, I still wouldn't be able to escape their pursuit.

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but curse under his breath.

In the past, we would never have had the chance to encounter something like this.

Although he had this idea, he had never made up his mind, but now it was just the right time.

"Uncle Ning, are you here to force me to hand over the 100,000-year-old soul bone too?"

"What if I say no?"

Tang San sneered. Although the situation was extremely dangerous, there was still a chance to escape.

If we can hold off the other side, that would be a big deal.

“Nephew, since you were able to obtain this 100,000-year-old soul bone, it means it is destined for you. Why give it away so easily?”

Chen Xin smiled slightly, "Besides, I am not here to force you. Since it is your opportunity, I will not take away what others love."

"So you're going to help me?" Tang San's expression hardened.

He suddenly realized that the three upper sects were closely connected, and he, Tang San, could barely be considered a member of the three upper sects.

Although Ning Fengzhi had tricked him before, now that he was surrounded by people from the Spirit Hall, if the 100,000-year-old soul bone could strengthen the Spirit Hall, it wouldn't be good news for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend; he didn't believe Ning Fengzhi didn't understand this. (End of Chapter)