Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 169 Holiday, Predicting the Future

The crimson sunset painted the entrance to the secret realm a dark red. Cao Dezhi gazed at the churning clouds on the horizon, the hem of his military uniform billowing sharply in the wind. He reached up and gripped the hilt of his sword, his knuckles turning white from the force.

The Tang Sect has taken a series of measures to deal with the grand plan of ten thousand years. Regardless of the outcome, under the machinations of three god-level combatants, they can only pretend to be confused and try to minimize the number of casualties.

It's frustrating, but we're outmatched and there's nothing else we can do.

only……

"Old Cao, my insights are pretty good, right? When are we going to spar with Yun Ming? Maybe if we get any more insights, we can break through to the Quasi-God level."

Zang Xin and Cao Dezhi left the secret realm, tacitly agreeing that they weren't there to spar, but rather to inform Yun Ming, at least to warn Shrek Academy to be wary of the Golden Tree.

Thinking of this, they felt a chill in their hearts. They knew that before their deaths, the elders of Shrek Academy would put their souls into the Golden Tree, which would become the foundation to protect Shrek Academy.

Thinking about it now, it's hard to say who the biggest beneficiary is.

Their eyes met, and they both recalled the countless blurry faces that appeared in the shadows of the trees when they witnessed the elder's sacrifice. They wondered what state those heroic spirits, who should have been at peace, were in now.

Cao Dezhi's expression was icy: "It's not that simple. Even the slightest breakthrough is extremely difficult. However, I still need to go back to the front line to spar. If I make a breakthrough, it will relieve some of the pressure."

The two, speaking in cryptic language, headed to Shrek Academy.

……

"The assessment is over. Everyone except Xie Xie has passed."

Wu Changkong announced the assessment results.

"No!"

Xie Xie sighed to the heavens, wishing he could hug Wu Changkong's leg and beg for mercy: "Teacher Wu, I was just unlucky to be eliminated early, you can't be so rigid."

Wu Changkong's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "I was just unlucky, so as an agility-based attacker, I had to fight the Human-Faced Demon Spider head-on."

"It seems you have higher standards for yourself than I do. That's good. It was my fault. I will be stricter with you in the future."

Wu Changkong "admitted his mistake," but Xie Xie was not happy. Instead, he looked miserable and wanted others to speak up for him, but no one wanted to get involved, so they all looked away.

"Disband."

Wu Changkong didn't waste any more words with Xie Xie. He had already made plans. During the holiday, he would take Tang Wulin to Tang Sect for special training. Xie Xie was just an extra. It was just bad luck that he ran into Xie Xie.

See you next semester!

Zhang Yangzi said goodbye to Wang Jinxi. Their home was in Donghai City, so they could go straight home.

Gula waved goodbye and left alone.

In the darkness, Donghai City resembled a crouching behemoth. Gula stood atop the lightning rod atop the Spirit Pagoda, his long green-gold hair whipping wildly in the wind. Ripples of time and space spread out from him, the city's neon lights twisting into bizarre, colorful patches within the ripples.

"Next semester there's the Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition, followed by the Shrek Academy assessment. Tang Wulin is only guarded by Wu Changkong, so now is the best time to provoke Tang San into action."

Cooler is blind and cannot see the future, but it can predict future moves. This is a Psychic-type move that directly predicts the future and does not require visual assistance.

He walked on the main street of Donghai City, seemingly strolling around casually. Ripples of time power emanated from his body, gradually concealing himself in the gaps of spacetime. The disordered spacetime power was enough to cut off any detection.

"found it."

Gula "saw" that three days later, Tang Wulin and Gu Yue would pass through the vicinity, and Di Tian and Xiong Jun would come to find Gu Yue, once again asking her to return to take charge. Foresight!

With a smirk, Gula unleashed his full power of late-stage Spirit Abyss Realm spiritual energy, employing a super-powered technique. Three days later, in an unknowable future, he launched an attack on Tang Wulin.

At that time, Gula was really looking forward to seeing Gu Yue's expression when she saw Tang San take action.

Three days later.

Before Tang Wulin began his special training with Wu Changkong, Gu Yue invited him out for a stroll. In reality, the wise Silver Dragon King was again hesitating about whether to make a move against Tang Wulin.

However, considering Na'er's presence, the shopping trip turned into a real shopping trip.

As I reached the street corner, the street was eerily deserted.

Gu Yue frowned slightly, put down the ice cream, and said, "I suddenly have something to do. Go back by yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yue teleported away and arrived at a coffee shop.

Di Tian and Xiong Jun were waiting inside; they were the ones who had cleared the street. "My lord!"

Gu Yue frowned, her voice icy: "Didn't I tell you not to bother me?"

Di Tian knelt on the ground, his attitude respectful: "My lord, please forgive me. It was my own decision. I hope my lord will not hesitate to take back the Golden Dragon King's divine core."

Gu Yue said impatiently, "I have my own ideas, I don't need you to teach me."

Di Tian fell silent and said no more.

During the conversation between master and servant, the ice cream in Tang Wulin's hand suddenly rippled with strange patterns, and the strawberry jam twisted into a silver vortex on the cone.

The attack of Future Sight has arrived!
Gu Yue, separated by a street, had already detected the spatial fluctuations not far away. Just as she was about to raise her hand to break through the space and save Tang Wulin, the powerful mental attack caused the glass windows of the entire pedestrian street to suddenly shatter simultaneously, with countless fragments floating in the air, causing secondary damage.

Even if Gu Yue wasn't in her complete form, and even if her original self were perfectly intact, given Gula's calculated and unprepared approach, she wouldn't be able to save Tang Wulin under these circumstances.

Tang Wulin truly felt the impending death. The spacetime vortex exploded right in front of his heart, leaving him no time to react.

"Ugh!"

Tang Wulin lost consciousness, and a figure took over Tang Wulin's body. With a wave of his arm, a trident phantom flashed by, and all the fragments suddenly changed direction.

A one-thousandth of-second gap appeared in spacetime at that moment. The third attack was about to strike, inevitably forcing Tang San to have an opportunity to attack.

A crimson arrow carrying fragments of time was about to pierce Tang Wulin's temple, and Tang San's expression was serious.

The phantom of the golden trident bloomed from between Tang Wulin's eyebrows, and the light of the sea god dyed the entire street azure.

Tang San's afterimage stepped out of the river of time and space, and the Sea God's divine will gathered at his fingertips crushed the light arrow. By using the artifact's phantom, he lost one more chance to attack.

Only such continuous, or near-god-level, attacks could force Tang San to use up his chance to strike. Otherwise, given the strength of his divine sense, he could easily defend against ordinary attacks with just a slight movement.

Gu Yue teleported away when Tang San appeared. She pressed down on her wildly throbbing Reverse Scale, and spatial elements formed a vortex in her pupils: "That was... a God-King level divine sense?"

Before Di Tian's right foot, which had stepped out of the spatial rift, had even touched the ground, his right hand, covered in dragon scales, extended from beneath his black robe and forcefully tore open the closing spacetime rift by three inches: "My lord, that divine consciousness is that of a human god!"

The streetlights on the commercial street began to flicker rhythmically. Xiong Jun emerged from the shadow of the third streetlight, his dark gold claws tearing the remaining spacetime power in two: "The stench of human gods! I can't be mistaken, those two traitors smelled just like that."

(End of this chapter)