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

A powerful seven-ring Soul Saint, possessing a two-word battle armor, was swiftly and brutally killed by Lu Jun in just a few exchanges, in a bizarre and frustrating manner.

They couldn't even muster a decent resistance.

Lu Jun's figure had long since disappeared; he didn't even glance back at the dazzling "ice explosion fireworks."

He lightly touched the rooftop with his toes, his speed increasing again, and he whispered to himself:
"Hopefully things go smoothly... There seem to be many Tang Sect Fighting Spirit Hall fighters still lingering outside Aolai City..."

The reason he chose this seemingly cowardly yet extremely efficient fighting style was because he sensed that there were more and stronger enemies outside the city.

For a Soul Saint with a weak foundation who barely rose to power through medicine and resources, a two-word Battle Armor Soul Saint, unable to benefit from the environment of the far north, a direct attack would be a waste of time and resources, and it would be more costly to outwit him.

Taking advantage of the opponent's carelessness and one's own cold poison, the stealth and explosive power of the Ice Explosion Technique, mindlessly stacking poison, and killing with one blow, while saving soul power and time, is the optimal solution.

He took a deep breath and quickened his pace, leaving only a barely audible sigh in the air, whether it was helplessness at the Tang Sect's endless entanglement or a solemn expression of anticipation for the impending fierce battle.

Shortly after Lu Jun left, the shadows on the other side of the street twisted, and a figure slowly emerged.

He was dressed in a crisp federal general's uniform, the stars on his shoulder insignia indicating his noble status. His face was resolute, and his eyes were sharp as an eagle's. He was none other than Dong Zi'an, the commander of the Western Legion, who had been secretly dispatched by the Federal Speaker to follow and protect him.

Looking at the glistening ice shards scattered on the ground and the long-vanished aura of the Purple-Rank Dou Zhe, Dong Zi'an's resolute face revealed a wry smile as he muttered to himself:

"Tsk... Speaker, you're overthinking things. Has this kid, Lu Jun, really gotten this strong?"

"Dealing with a two-word Battle Armor Soul Saint is a piece of cake for him; he doesn't even need my protection..."

He shook his head helplessly:

"The Speaker said he wanted to give the young people more experience and wouldn't assign anyone to protect them in principle... but he still couldn't rest easy and sent me here, didn't he? What a hypocrite..."

Dong Zian sighed, his figure disappearing back into the shadows as he silently followed in the direction Lu Jun had left.

"Let's follow them and see. Anyway, I'll step in only when these kids really can't solve their problems."

As he tracked them down, he habitually began to calculate.

"Oh right, I still need to make a report... Let's submit it to the Speaker first."

"Those mad dogs from the Tang Clan are getting more and more arrogant. In broad daylight, they dare to attack ordinary citizens so recklessly in a federal city. Hmph, we'll settle this score with them sooner or later."

His figure vanished completely, leaving only the shocking frozen ruins in the middle of the street, silently recounting the brief but deadly confrontation that had just taken place.

……

Meanwhile, in Mingdu, on the top floor of the Federal Parliament Building.

The atmosphere in the solemn and dignified speaker's office was so heavy it was almost palpable.

Xu Tiandi sat upright behind his large desk, calmly reading the preliminary report from Dong Zi'an that had just been transmitted via an encrypted channel.

However, the more he read, the heavier and colder the invisible pressure emanating from him became, like the deathly silence before a storm. This caused several core federal councilors sitting opposite him to involuntarily hold their breath, cold sweat seeping from their backs, their bodies taut and straight.

Finally, Emperor Xu slowly put down the report.

He raised his head, his deep eyes seeming to hold a raging storm. His gaze swept over the silent councilors before him, a chilling smile curving his lips as he let out a cold laugh that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Ha... Tang Clan, what a show of power, what audacity!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a terrifying, oppressive feeling, like a storm was brewing.

"Has the Tang Clan become so arrogant and domineering? In broad daylight, on the territory of my Sun Moon Federation, they openly commit acts of terrorism, indiscriminately killing innocent civilians and kidnapping citizens of my Federation..." "It seems they really think they're living too comfortably and want to have a few fixed-position soul-guided shells to change things up!"

The lawmakers were terrified and didn't dare to breathe.

Xu Tiandi's gaze swept over everyone present, finally settling on one person. His voice was resolute and brooked no argument:
"Give me the order."

"First, in the name of the Supreme Council of the Sun and Moon Federation, effective immediately, we will comprehensively suppress and seize all of Tang Clan's businesses within the Federation and freeze all of their assets."

"Second, the Federal Security Bureau and the Garrison Command will work together to arrest and detain all registered or suspected Tang Clan members. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on sight!"

"Third, the Propaganda Department shall immediately draft a proclamation and announce to the entire continent through all official channels that the Tang Clan is a traitorous organization with the intention of overthrowing the Federation and harming its citizens! Everyone has the right to kill them!"

"We must give those federal citizens who have been harmed a complete explanation!"

Each order was more severe and more terrifying than the last.

This is no longer a simple skirmish; it's a declaration of war!

The call to total war!
The lawmakers were shocked and turned pale.

They hadn't expected the Speaker to be so decisive, really wanting to immediately launch a full-scale war against the deeply entrenched and powerful Tang Clan!

A councilor from Shrek Academy's faction couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his brow, and, steeling himself, cautiously tried to smooth things over:
"Speaker... Speaker, please reconsider!"

"Is there...is there some misunderstanding here? The Tang Clan has been protecting the continent for ten thousand years, is this charge of treason...too much to ask..."

Before he finished speaking——

"Roar--!!!"

A dragon's roar, seemingly from the ancient wilderness, suddenly resounded in the closed office.

Behind Emperor Xu, a majestic and domineering phantom of a giant dragon, its body wreathed in destructive purple lightning, suddenly appeared.

Xu Tiandi's left hand was instantly covered with purple-gold dragon scales, and his five fingers transformed into ferocious and sharp dragon claws. He suddenly reached out at a speed that no one present could react to or even see clearly.

"Uh!"

The next second, the councilor who had spoken was gripped tightly by the dragon claws and lifted into the air.

His eyes bulged out, his face filled with extreme fear and disbelief, struggling in vain but unable to utter a sound.

Emperor Xu's expression was indifferent, and there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Crack!"

A sharp, teeth-grinding sound of bones cracking rang out.

Xu Tiandi exerted his dragon claw forcefully and snapped his neck without hesitation.

Blood gushed out like a burst water bag, staining the luxurious carpet red and splashing a few drops onto the pale faces of the other councilors nearby.

"Pfft."

The body was carelessly tossed on the ground, like a bag of tattered trash. (End of Chapter)