Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

The sound of Leosley's voice was like a gentle breeze, dispersing the smoke of battle. He descended from the sky, appearing before Dai Mubai and the others.

"Duke?"

Upon seeing the familiar figure before him, Dai Mubai was slightly taken aback. He couldn't remember how many years it had been since he had last seen the Duke.

He still wore his signature black overcoat as a shawl, with a handcuff-like decoration hanging conspicuously at his waist, gleaming coldly in the morning light. He didn't speak, but simply stood there quietly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd as if scrutinizing the essence of this war.

Leosley's appearance brought a brief silence to the entire battlefield.

"Leosli!"

Tang San's gaze froze instantly, his pupils contracted slightly, and his fingertips unconsciously tightened their grip on the Shura Sword, his knuckles turning white from the force. His breath hitched slightly, as if an invisible pressure had suddenly appeared in the air, making his chest feel somewhat stuffy.

Leosley stood not far away, his black coat swaying gently in the morning breeze, the handcuffs at his waist reflecting a cold light that was particularly glaring.

His expression was calm, his gaze sweeping lightly across the battlefield, without any extra emotional fluctuations, yet he exuded an indescribable sense of intimidation.

A complex emotion welled up in Tang San's heart, and his throat felt as if something was blocking it, making it impossible for him to utter a single word. Countless images flashed through his mind: the past struggles, schemes, confrontations, and the opponent's perpetually composed demeanor.

He knew what Leosley's appearance meant—it might change the course of the war.

its not right?
He's a god now. How strong can Leosley be?
Tang San, a god-level powerhouse, instantly surged in aura, like a drawn sword pointing directly at Leosley. His eyes were sharp, and his voice was deep and authoritative: "Leosley, what are you doing here? With me in charge of the Star Luo Empire, you'd better behave yourself!"

Tang San's voice echoed across the battlefield, carrying an undeniable pressure that drew everyone's attention to him and Leosley.

"Master, Tang San has now become a god, you are no match for him."

Having not seen Leosley for so long, Zhu Zhuqing assumed that Leosley was still at the same level.

Even the strongest Title Douluo is no match for a god!
However, Shui Bing'er, who had traveled to the far north with Leosley, seemed somewhat hesitant.

According to the Ice Goddess, Leosley does indeed possess divine power, but for some reason, she still has a human body. Therefore, if a real fight were to break out, she wouldn't know who would win.

"Let me test you and see what you're really made of!" Tang San smiled and gently sheathed the Shura Sword in his hand, as if preparing to display some unparalleled divine skill.

"Divine Skill: Blue Silver Entanglement!" he announced loudly, his tone revealing confidence and a hint of mockery.

This move really stunned everyone!

It wasn't because of its powerful attack, but because it was absolutely terrifying!
On the battlefield, all eyes were fixed on Tang San and Leiosli. A tense atmosphere filled the air, like a taut string that could snap at any moment.

Dai Mubai's eyes widened, and his lips twitched.

"This...this is a divine skill?"

Although I don't want to discourage Tang San, this divine skill is truly...
However, let alone the second brother, Dai Mubai's own divine skills seem to be almost the same.

Ma Hongjun scratched his head, his expression a mixture of embarrassment and confusion: "Wait, what's the difference between this and the soul skills from the Soul Master era? Are divine skills really this simple and unadorned?"

Even Leosley himself was momentarily frozen in place.

You used the Asura Sword again? You're not good with a sword.

Still playing the Soul Master game?
Leosley stood rooted to the spot, Blue Silver Grass vines rapidly growing from beneath his feet, coiling around his legs. His brow twitched slightly as he glanced down at the vines, then gently shook his head, seemingly unconcerned by the constraints. He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips lightly touching one of the vines. Instantly, the vine was covered in a thin layer of frost, then shattered into powder and dissipated into the air. Tang San's expression changed slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. His first divine skill had been so easily broken, causing a sense of unease. But he quickly composed himself, took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and his divine power surged once more.

Tang San muttered to himself, "Hmph, it seems you're not simple."

With a stomp of his foot, he leaped into the air, the Haotian Hammer in his hand drawing a huge arc in the air, and smashing down on Leosley with immense divine power.

"Leosley, die!" Tang San roared, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand gleaming with a dazzling golden spirit ring in the sunlight, as if a god had descended. He leaped forward, swooping down like a shooting star, and smashed down fiercely on Leosley.

The Soul Masters guarding the city immediately paled, their expressions filled with terror as if they had seen a ghost. "Holy crap, could this be God's favorite son?! A double-ten gold configuration!" one of the Soul Masters stammered, his eyes filled with shock.

"Could it be that he is truly destined by fate, destined to achieve great things?" another Soul Master murmured in a daze, his heart filled with awe for Tang San.

"Ten divine rings? No, no, no, these aren't just ten golden divine rings, they're twin martial souls! This is too monstrous!"

Looking at the menacing Tang San, they felt a chill run down their spines, and even their breathing became rapid. This Tang San was simply invincible!

"Break! Great Sumeru Hammer!" Tang San's roar was like thunder, shaking the surroundings. His Clear Sky Hammer gradually expanded in the wind, instantly transforming into a dark golden giant peak, as if a majestic mountain was tilting down, carrying unstoppable power.

boom

A deafening roar erupted, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were splitting apart. The surrounding air trembled violently under the impact, making everyone feel the powerful pressure!
Before the Haotian Hammer even landed, the air on the entire battlefield was already compressed, creating a huge vacuum area.

Leosley stood still, his expression calm, as if he were completely unconcerned about the impending attack.

Tang San's eyes flashed with determination and anger, and his voice echoed like thunder throughout the battlefield: "Leosley, let's see how you take this hammer blow!"

Leosley's black overcoat fluttered in the gale, and the chains at his waist gleamed coldly in the sunlight. His gaze remained calm, as if the earth-shattering attack before him was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

With a slight twitch of his fingers, the surrounding air suddenly cooled down, and a thin layer of frost condensed at his feet, quickly spreading outwards.

"This hammer blow will surely take your life!"

Dai Mubai subconsciously raised his hand to shield himself from the flying pebbles, his brows furrowed.

"it's over?"

"Does that mean we can go to the realm of gods?"

Ma Hongjun was also somewhat excited.

Ascending to godhood is the ultimate goal of every Soul Master. Is it finally about to be achieved?
However, he still looked at Boss Dai with some worry. If they went up there, they would all be Tang San's dogs.

"Fat man?"

Dai Mubai suddenly looked at Ma Hongjun, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"By the way, can you replenish your divine power now?" (End of Chapter)