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

Chapter 368 The Snow Emperor Awakens, His Rule Brings Great Cold and No Snow

"Oops!"

Yuan Enhui and Yue Zhengyu's expressions changed drastically at the same time.

They are currently the Soul Kings with the highest cultivation level in the team. If the two of them are eliminated first due to poisoning...

The remaining Lu Jun, Gu Yuena, and Long Chen had no chance against the enraged Tang San and Dai Mubai, who was still capable of fighting!
This challenge is definitely going to be lost!

"Cough...cough cough."

Lu Jun coughed violently a few times, forcibly suppressing his weakness, and said urgently:
"Listen to me, you're already poisoned. We can't delay any longer. Class monitor, Le Zhengyu, don't worry about us. Do your best to eliminate Ning Rongrong."

“As long as she is alive, she can continuously provide amplification to Dai Mubai and Tang San. We have no chance of winning. Tang San... I will hold him off.”

Le Zhengyu was silent for a moment, then immediately understood Lu Jun's intention.

This is to use their poisoned bodies to exchange for the opponent's most crucial core support.

Although it's cruel, this is currently the only chance of winning.

"Don't fucking try to be strong, hang in there! Wait until the squad leader and I replace that Nine-Treasured Glazed Pagoda!"

With a low roar, Yue Zhengyu stopped hesitating and exchanged a glance with Yuan Enhui. The two of them endured the numbness and excruciating pain caused by the poison, and burst out with their last bit of speed, rushing towards Ning Rongrong, who had been providing amplification in the distance, like arrows released from a bow.

Tang San clearly saw through their intentions, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

With a flick of his right hand, a faint, almost invisible black light, radiating an aura of utter stillness, quietly appeared.

A summons from the King of Hell!
The Tang Clan's hidden weapons rank third; once they hit, they can take a person's life in an instant.

With a flick of his wrist, he was about to shoot the death warrant at Le Zhengyu and Yuan Enyehui.

However, an extreme chill instantly spread, precisely freezing the air around his wrist. Even the Yama's Decree that was about to be fired was forcibly sealed by a thick layer of solid ice, stopping in mid-air.

Tang San suddenly turned his head and glared at the source of the cold air, which was Lu Jun, who was leaning on his sword with a mocking smile on his lips.

"My ultimate ice... is back." Lu Jun looked at him, deliberately bursting into laughter, his laughter filled with pleasure and provocation. "Tang San, you bastard, I just killed your wife, didn't you enjoy it? Now, it's time for you to go down and join her. A family should be together, shouldn't it?"

The name "Xiao Wu" was like the most poisonous needle, piercing Tang San's most sensitive nerve at that moment.

"you wanna die!"

Tang San's reason was completely consumed by rage. His blood-red eyes were fixed on Lu Jun. He could no longer care about Le Zhengyu and Yuanen Yehui. He used the Ghost Shadow Step to its limit, turning into a blur as he frantically pounced on Lu Jun.

He now has only one thought: to tear this bastard who insulted and killed Xiaowu to pieces!

This tactic of provocation...it really worked!
Lu Jun thought to himself, but his expression was extremely solemn.

Facing the enraged Tang San charging towards him, he forcibly squeezed out the last bit of soul power that had just been restored within his body, preparing to meet the storm of attacks.

Tang San moved with ghostly speed, his hands flitting, flicking, or tossing like butterflies flitting among flowers.

Scalpel, flying locust stone, dart, bone-piercing nail...

All sorts of poisoned hidden weapons poured out from his hands, forming a storm of death.

These hidden weapons had incredibly treacherous trajectories; some flew straight, some curved, and some even circled around to attack from behind, but their ultimate targets were all aimed at every vital point on Lu Jun's body.

Lu Jun's pupils contracted, and he struggled to raise the Ice Abyss Sword, ready to defend himself to the death.

However, at that moment, a clear and cold female voice, yet containing boundless anger and ultimate majesty, suddenly resounded in Lu Jun's mental sea:

"Insanity!"

The next second, something incredible happened. The entire virtual battlefield, including Tang San who was charging forward, Le Zhengyu and Yuanen Yehui who were trying to eliminate Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai who was struggling, Gu Yuena and Long Chen who were barely holding on, and even everyone watching the live broadcast from the outside world.

Everyone's vision was instantly replaced by a pure, pristine white expanse.

That wasn't light, it was... ice!

The ultimate in ice!

An indescribable, terrifying chill descended.

Time seemed to freeze, and space seemed to solidify.

"Crack-"

The actions of all the original Shrek Seven Devils present, the soul skills they used, the hidden weapons thrown by Tang San...

Even the surging soul power within them was forcibly frozen and solidified at this moment by an absolute zero-degree cold.

Apart from the members of the Sun and Moon team, everything on the battlefield seemed to have been paused, covered with a thick, crystal-clear layer of frost.

"This...this is...?"

Lu Jun himself was stunned; this was definitely not his power.

Before he could react, the authoritative female voice rang out again, tinged with a cold snort:

"Emperor's Palm: Great Cold without Snow!"

The ice elements in the sky gathered wildly and condensed in the air into a huge hand with clear textures, as if it were carved from ancient ice.

This palm is devoid of any trace of human warmth, yet it contains a terrifying power capable of freezing souls and annihilating all things.

Ignoring the distance in space, it descended upon Tang San, who was briefly frozen in mid-air, with absolute chill.

Faced with this sudden and terrifying attack that far exceeded his comprehension, Tang San, who was frozen in ice, finally revealed an expression of extreme shock and horror in his eyes.

The massive soul power within his body, which had been modified by the system, burned and erupted wildly.

The frost on his body was instantly shattered. At this critical moment of life and death, Tang San seemed to enter a mysterious state.

His entire body seemed to have transformed into a hand, and in that hand, he held only a single water droplet, nothing more than an ordinary droplet formed from water elemental condensation.

The blue-gold Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul light suddenly subsided, and surging white mist burst forth from his body, transforming into three enormous white mist flowers above his head.

With a wave of his right hand, using that single drop of water as a guide, all the mist and all the vital energy instantly contracted and compressed into that tiny drop of water.

The water droplet turned into a crystal-clear milky white, as if cosmic stars were flowing inside.

Tang San closed his eyes, as if he had been immersed in a pure white world.

The next moment, that milky white droplet, which contained all his power, skill, and spirit, quietly disappeared from his right hand.

Tang San slowly handed it to him.

"Guanyin has tears."

The Tang Clan's hidden weapon technique ranks first, a legendary killing move that can even harm gods, Guanyin's Tears, has reappeared in the world!
That tiny, exquisitely white glimmer of light, like a teardrop falling silently, met the Emperor's Palm of Great Cold and Snowlessness, which had frozen everything.

A sound so faint it was almost inaudible erupted.

The center of that enormous ice palm, capable of freezing everything, was easily pierced by that single milky-white teardrop!

(End of this chapter)