Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck

"How could this happen? Are we really going to die today?"

Yu'er collapsed to the ground, tears welling in her eyes, and murmured to herself:

"It's over, everything is over."

Ma Xiaotao's face also turned extremely ugly.

But she quickly bit her lip, forcing herself to calm down.

He shouted, "Don't panic, everyone! It's not the last moment yet, we can't give up like this!"

Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo spoke in unison:

"Tang Lan, you really have a lot of influence!"

The Star Douluo's chilling voice echoed in the air.

His narrow eyes flashed with disdain, like two cold glints shooting straight at Tang Lan.

"This time, you actually sent three of us Title Douluos to kill you!"

Ghost Scythe Douluo continued,

His voice seemed to come from the underworld, eerie and terrifying, carrying a strong sense of oppression.

His狰狞 face appeared even more distorted at this moment, as if a demon from hell was roaring.

"Even in death, you can be proud!"

Star Douluo spoke again, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips.

That smile held no warmth whatsoever, only boundless killing intent.

"Three Title Douluos killed a second-ring Great Soul Master. If this gets out, the entire Douluo Continent will probably be shocked."

"You are just a lowly second-ring Soul Master. What merit do you have to make us mobilize such a large force?"

"But today is your death day. You are destined to become a ghost under our mighty name. How can we allow an ant like you to tarnish our reputation?"

Ghost Scythe Douluo snorted coldly and added, "That's right, this is simply an insult to us."

"But since there are orders from above, you can forget about escaping this inevitable fate."

"Your existence is nothing more than an ant in our eyes, which we can crush with a flick of our wrist."

"Your meager soul power is like a candle flickering in the wind before us, utterly vulnerable."

Their words were like a cold wind, sweeping through the hearts of everyone present and sending chills down their spines.

The air around them seemed to freeze because of their words, and the heavy pressure made it almost impossible to breathe.

Upon hearing this, Tang Lan felt no fear despite the howling wind that made his clothes flutter.

His face was calm and composed, as if those threatening words were nothing more than a gentle breeze.

He straightened his back, like a proud pine tree standing atop a mountain, his posture upright and resolute.

His eyes blazed like torches, burning with an indomitable flame, showing no sign of retreat.

He met the oppressive gazes of Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo head-on.

There was not a trace of evasion or fear in his eyes.

At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if it too was suppressing the tension of the impending battle.

A slight, disdainful smirk played at the corners of his mouth.

"Hmph, it is indeed a rare thing for three Title Douluos to join forces against a mere two-ring Great Soul Master like me."

His voice was steady and powerful, carrying a resolute sarcasm, and clearly reached everyone's ears in the howling wind.

"But this only shows your cowardice and incompetence."

Tang Lan tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with disdain.

"As titled Douluo, you should have the pride and dignity that belong to the strong, but now you are bullying the weak with your numbers, which is truly shameful."

"Your so-called strength is nothing more than using numbers to cover up your inner cowardice."

The ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly under his imposing aura.

"Furthermore, the idea that three mere Title Douluos can kill me is simply wishful thinking!"

Tang Lan shouted loudly,

His words were powerful and echoed in the air.

At that moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared, adding a thrilling and awe-inspiring quality to his words.

Upon hearing Tang Lan's arrogant words, Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo were immediately enraged.

Star Douluo's face instantly darkened to the point where it seemed as if water could drip from it.

His already cold eyes now flashed with a fierce light like sharp swords.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"You ignorant brat, how dare you be so arrogant!"

At this moment, the dark clouds that were originally drifting slowly in the sky seemed to be suddenly stirred up by an invisible hand, churning wildly and pressing down heavily on the ground.

Ghost Scythe Douluo trembled with rage, his ferocious face contorted even more as he roared furiously:

"You ignorant ant, you're practically courting death!"

The demonic scythe in his hand seemed to sense its master's anger, emanating a sinister aura.

Wherever that aura touched, the surrounding flowers and plants withered and died instantly.

The air around them seemed to freeze because of their anger, and the oppressive atmosphere made it almost impossible to breathe.

The gale suddenly stopped, and in the deathly silence, only their angry panting could be clearly heard.

Under this immense pressure, the sand and gravel on the ground seemed to be forced into the earth.

The trees in the distance seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, their branches creaking as if they were groaning in pain.

"Do you think you can save your life this time by relying on time and the two titled Douluo, Ice Bear?"

Ghost Scythe Douluo narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with ruthlessness and mockery, and said viciously.

Ghost Scythe Douluo sneered, his laughter sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl, sending chills down one's spine.

"Hmph, how incredibly naive! You really think those two Title Douluos can be your lifeline?"

"We dare to come today because we have made full preparations."

He tilted his head slightly, his expression full of arrogance and hubris.

“We know everything about this place, and every possible scenario is within our expectations.”

"Whoever is guarding this place today, you must die!"

Ghost Scythe Douluo raised his voice again, his voice booming like a bell, carrying an irresistible majesty and determination.

His words echoed in the air, like a judgment from hell, cold and merciless. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 792 With me here, it's alright

The sound of the wind seemed to stop because of his resolute words, and the entire space was shrouded in an aura of death.

The oppressive atmosphere seemed to freeze one's soul.

"Is that so? I'd like to see how you'll lay a hand on Tang Lan now that we're here to protect you!"

Ice Bear Douluo snorted coldly. His tall and mighty body was like an unshakable mountain, exuding a shocking aura.

His broad chest heaved violently, like surging waves.

His thick arms were clenched tightly, veins bulging, like winding blue dragons.

It seemed to contain endless power, ready to break free of its restraints and erupt at any moment.

His thick, calloused hands, which seemed capable of easily crushing boulders, were trembling slightly with rage.

Each tremor seemed capable of triggering a small earthquake.

Ice Bear Douluo's eyes widened in fury, burning with raging anger.

The flames seemed poised to instantly devour Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo, leaving not a trace behind.

His voice boomed like muffled thunder:

"You shameless bunch, do you think you can scare us with a few harsh words? You're dreaming!"

The sound was deafening, creating ripples in the air.

It seemed to shatter everything around it.

His piercing gaze swept over Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo, carrying undisguised provocation and contempt.

That gaze was like a sharp blade, cutting through the enemy's mental defenses.

His chiseled face was taut, its lines appearing even more resolute.

The stubble on his chin was as hard as steel needles, as if it could pierce the skin of an enemy.

"As long as I am here today, you will not be allowed to lay a finger on Tang Lan!"

Ice Bear Douluo's vow echoed in the air, firm and resolute.

at this time,

The aura emanating from Ice Bear Douluo continued to rise, and the surrounding temperature seemed to plummet due to his anger.

There was a chill in the air.

The cold was so intense it felt like it could freeze a person's blood.

Tiny cracks began to appear on the ground beneath his feet, as if unable to withstand his overwhelming aura.

The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, sending chills down one's spine.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ice Bear Douluo launched the first attack on Ghost Scythe Douluo.

He stomped his foot hard on the ground, causing the entire earth to tremble and sand and stones to fly everywhere.