Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 109: Four Three-Word Battle Armor Masters?
Under the cover of the Ice Abyss Sword, Lu Jun, like a true ghost, silently infiltrated the core location in the premonition.

A huge, empty, long-abandoned metal processing plant.

The massive abandoned machinery resembled the skeletons of steel behemoths, the rusty pipes looked like dying blood vessels, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust and grease.

The place was deathly silent, with only the drafty wind howling through the empty factory.

Lu Jun found an excellent hiding spot, a corner located at the break in the rusted corridor on the second floor, hidden by a huge abandoned condenser.

The view from here is excellent, overlooking a large open space below, which is the very location where Leng Yulai was attacked in the foreshadowing.

He held his breath, curling up in the cold shadows like the most patient hunter, waiting silently.

Time flowed slowly in silence.

Every minute and every second seems particularly long.

Finally, a deep and powerful roar of a soul-guided engine came from afar, breaking the deathly silence of the abandoned factory.

A sleek, understated black luxury sedan, like an elegant cheetah, came to a steady stop in the open space in the center of the factory.

The car door opens.

A slender, jade-like foot, encased in an exquisite black leather boot, stepped out first, landing on the dusty ground.

Immediately afterwards, a tall, aloof, and powerful figure stepped out of the car.

It was Leng Yulai.

She was still wearing a well-tailored black trench coat that accentuated her stunning curves.

She wore large sunglasses that obscured her phoenix eyes, revealing only her perfectly sculpted jawline and a striking red lip.

Her long hair was tied into a neat ponytail at the back of her head, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, adding a touch of untamed charm.

If her older sister Leng Yaozhu is an elegant and serene snow lotus under the moonlight, then Leng Yulai is a swaying mandala in the darkness, carrying a deadly allure and sinister power.

That dashing spirit, mixed with the unique allure of a mature woman, is enough to make anyone turn their head.

She casually closed the car door, her gaze, peering through her sunglasses, precisely locking onto a middle-aged man not far ahead. He was dressed in a sharp dark gray suit, his hair meticulously combed, his face a blend of refinement and shrewdness, already waiting there. He wore a perfectly measured, businesslike smile.

"I'm here. Where are your things?" Leng Yulai cut straight to the point without any pleasantries.

The middle-aged man in the suit smiled, bowed slightly with neither servility nor arrogance, and held up a jade box that emitted a soft, icy blue glow.

"Here, beautiful lady, is a 100,000-year-old ice-attribute natural treasure, the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass. This is the most suitable immortal herb-level natural treasure."

"Just retrieved from the deepest part of the Ice and Fire Realm, its quality is absolutely guaranteed. Please inspect it..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Leng Yulai abruptly turned her sunglasses toward a shadowy corner deep within the factory, her voice rising sharply, carrying a sharp, murderous intent:
"Who? Get out!"

"As expected of the Dark Phoenix Douluo of the Spirit Pagoda, your senses are indeed terrifyingly sharp. Even my skill in concealing my aura cannot escape your notice."

An old but powerful voice rang out.

His tone carried a hint of approval, but more so a chilling coldness.

From the shadows, an elderly man dressed in simple gray cloth, short and stocky, with a face full of deep wrinkles, slowly walked out, leaning on an inconspicuous ebony cane.

Each step he took, seemingly light and slow, seemed to carry immense weight, causing the entire empty factory to tremble slightly.

Leng Yulai's pupils contracted slightly, and her gaze behind her sunglasses instantly became extremely serious as she uttered the other person's name, word by word:
"You are... the Seventh Elder of the Haotian Sect?"

Her heart sank.

All nine elders of the Clear Sky Sect are level 95 or higher three-word battle armor masters. Furthermore, the Clear Sky Sect is the Tang Sect's most loyal ally; the presence of their elders here signifies something self-evident.

"Heh, what else could I possibly do here?" The Seventh Elder revealed a cold smile, his cloudy old eyes filled with murderous intent. "Of course, it's to... take down you, the lackey of the Spirit Pagoda."

"Take me down? You think you can?" Leng Yulai sneered, her aura rising steadily, the dark energy spreading like thick ink.

“Of course, it’s not just him.” A cool female voice came from behind Leng Yulai.

The space rippled like water, and an old woman dressed in a silver-white robe, with a graceful and noble demeanor, appeared out of thin air.

It was Cai Yue'er, a senior member of the Sea God Pavilion at Shrek Academy.

"I told you, Leng Yulai, we'll see."

Cai Yue'er looked at Leng Yulai and chuckled.

Immediately afterwards, a roar filled with boundless hatred exploded like thunder:
"Leng Yulai, I heard it was you who protected that little bastard Lu Jun?"

"Since that's the case, I'll start by targeting you, then I'll go and kill Lu Jun to avenge my son!"

A violent thunderbolt tore through the air as Yu Luohui of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan, his eyes bloodshot and his appearance like a madman, swooped down from the sky, carrying world-destroying lightning.

The middle-aged man from the Tang Clan blocked Leng Yulai's retreat, his aura locking down all her escape routes.

Leng Yulai's mood had plummeted to rock bottom.

Four Super Douluo, and they even have three-word battle armor.

From four directions, like four insurmountable mountains, they tightly surrounded Leng Yulai in the center.

The terrifying pressure of soul power was like a tangible tsunami, instantly filling the entire abandoned factory, and the air seemed to freeze.

The dust and gravel on the ground were swirled up by an invisible force, forming a huge vortex.

Leng Yulai judged that the four of them were roughly between level 95 and 97.

Among them, Yu Luohui is the strongest, followed by the Seventh Elder of Haotian Sect.

Both of them had a soul power cultivation level of around level 97.

They're on the same level as me...

Faced with this deadly situation that could make any Super Douluo despair, Leng Yulai showed no fear whatsoever, but instead burst into an extremely unrestrained laugh.

"Hahaha!"

She ripped off her sunglasses and slammed them to the ground, shattering the delicate lenses instantly. Her phoenix eyes burned with a frenzied fighting spirit and an arrogant disdain for the world.

His black trench coat fluttered and rustled even without wind. The next moment, a pure and extreme dark aura, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, erupted with terrifying heat that could incinerate everything.

"Wow!"

A phoenix cry, piercing through gold and splitting rocks, filled with boundless majesty and an aura of destruction, resounded through the heavens.

A colossal phantom of a dark phoenix, engulfed in deep purplish-black flames, soared into the sky from behind Leng Yulai.

The phoenix spread its wings, blotting out the sky and the sun. The purplish-black flames flowed like boiling magma, distorting space, melting steel, and turning the ground into charred glass in an instant.

A terrifying purplish-black flame domain instantly swept across the entire area, causing the temperature to skyrocket at an alarming rate, as if the air itself were about to ignite.

"Four three-word Battle Armor Masters? What a grand gesture!" Leng Yulai's voice echoed amidst the phoenix's cry, carrying an almost manic excitement and icy mockery. "In that case, let's give it a try!"

She stood proudly under the protection of the Dark Phoenix, like a fire queen descended to earth. Her gaze swept over the four powerful enemies, and every word she uttered was like a burning meteorite striking the hearts of everyone present.
"Let's see if you can leave me in these ruins, or if... a few of you will die first and I'll drag you down with me!"

(End of this chapter)