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

Her heart was pounding, as if it were about to leap out of her throat. She was so nervous that her breathing became rapid and labored.

"This power is terrifying. Can the Time Douluo withstand it?"

She pondered anxiously to herself, her forehead beaded with fine sweat that trickled down her cheeks.

Tang Ya's brows were furrowed so deeply that they looked as if they could trap a fly inside.

She clenched her fists tightly, her palms sweating, secretly worried for Time Douluo.

"You must hold on!"

She prayed silently in her heart, her eyes never leaving the battlefield for a moment, afraid of missing any moment.

Ma Xiaotao's face was full of solemnity. She stared intently at the battlefield, silently assessing the strength of both sides.

"The battle between these two is truly thrilling; it's hard to say who will emerge victorious in the end."

Her heart pounded faster with the intensity of the battle, and her hands clenched involuntarily.

"Time Douluo should be no match for Star Douluo."

Tang Lan's gaze was calm and resolute, as deep as the endless night sky.

It's as if it can see every single detail on the battlefield.

They have a precise and thorough understanding of the two individuals' abilities.

His eyes revealed a clear and calm judgment, without the slightest confusion or doubt, as if all of this was within his expectations.

however,

Beneath that seemingly calm surface, there was not a trace of worry.

His expression was calm and composed, as if he already knew the course of the battle, or perhaps he had a unique certainty and confidence in the outcome.

He stood there quietly, his posture as upright as a pine tree, and the tense atmosphere around him did not affect his composure in the slightest.

And then,

On that battlefield, filled with tension and a chilling atmosphere,

The thrilling and breathtaking battle between Fallen Sword Soul Douluo and Ghost Shadow Douluo finally came to a slow end amidst dust and noise.

Unsurprisingly, in this fierce battle where the strength of the Fallen Sword Soul Douluo was vastly unequal, he was indeed no match for Ghost Shadow Douluo.

After all, the two sides were a whole level apart, and this huge difference was particularly evident in the depth of their soul power.

Ghost Shadow Douluo's soul power was like a surging river, powerful and boundless, while Falling Sword Soul Douluo's soul power seemed somewhat thin in comparison.

Moreover, in terms of the power and control of his soul skills, Ghost Shadow Douluo's soul skills, when unleashed, are like the collapse of heaven and earth, possessing a magnificent momentum.

Each move contained boundless power and exquisite control, making it difficult for Falling Sword Soul Douluo to defend himself.

However, the Soul Skills of the Fallen Sword Soul Douluo paled in comparison to it, appearing somewhat powerless.

"Tang Lan, the guards that Shrek Academy assigned to protect you have all been suppressed by us."

The other party's incredibly arrogant and shrill voice came like a gust of wind.

With an air of utter arrogance and near-madness,

"What methods will you use to escape our assassination attempt this time?"

His tone was filled with an unwavering confidence, as if he already considered Tang Lan as his for the taking.

They concluded that he had no chance of escaping this meticulously planned and carefully orchestrated assassination.

They could only obediently become their defeated foe.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ya and the others were startled.

Suddenly, I felt a heavy, despairing feeling, as if I were falling off a cliff.

In that instant, it felt as if a massive boulder had suddenly pressed down on their hearts, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

This feeling is like being enveloped in boundless darkness in an instant, with not a single glimmer of hope in sight.

Fear, like an icy tide, quickly spread to every corner of their bodies, leaving their limbs stiff and their hands and feet cold.

The three titled Douluos opposite them possessed overwhelming strength, resembling three towering, unshakeable mountains.

With its unparalleled power, it suppressed the strongmen on their side, leaving them powerless to fight back.

That boundless, surging soul power was like a raging, devastating super storm.

It swept in with overwhelming force.

This made their resistance seem so fragile and powerless.

Moreover, they had made thorough and meticulous preparations for their assassination attempt on Tang Lan.

Every seemingly insignificant detail has been carefully considered and meticulously planned.

There are comprehensive and meticulous countermeasures for every possible, even the rarest, situation.

It's absolutely impossible that only three Title Douluos came.

There may be many more powerful individuals of unknown strength lurking in the shadows.

Like treacherous and cunning venomous snakes lurking in the boundless darkness, they silently lie in wait, ready to deliver a fatal and vicious blow at any moment.

Perhaps in some extremely hidden, unknown, dark corner,

Pairs of eyes, filled with cruel killing intent, were watching intently, like wolves patiently waiting for their prey to approach.

Waiting for that fleeting, perfect opportunity to strike, catching them off guard and bringing them to the brink of a fatal threat, leaving them defenseless.

Ma Xiaotao frowned, her gaze urgent and serious as she looked at Tang Lan.

His eyes revealed unwavering determination and resolve. After taking a deep breath, he spoke:

"Considering our current speed and the vast distance between here and Shrek, if we disregard everything and push ourselves to the limit, we might be able to make it back."

Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of barely perceptible fear, but more so a resolute determination.

"We'll be safe once we get back to Shrek Academy. Shall we fight?"

Ma Xiaotao stared intently into Tang Lan's eyes, her tone urgent and anxious.

His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat from extreme tension and anxiety.

The sweat slid down her cheeks, but she had no time to wipe it away.

Her hands clenched into fists unconsciously, her knuckles turning pale from the excessive force.

It was as if they were using this to bolster their courage and determination.

Hearing this,

A faint smile appeared on Tang Lan's face.

His smile was as warm as a spring breeze, yet it carried an elusive mystery. Then he slowly began to speak:

"No need!"

His voice was steady and firm, as if those two words contained endless power and confidence.

"These people want to kill me, but they don't have the means!"

Tang Lan snorted coldly, her eyes revealing an air of authority.

The sound was as loud as a bell, shaking the soul.

That arrogant demeanor seemed to declare to the enemy their overestimation of their own strength. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 798 Big Misfortune

"Ok?"

Ma Xiaotao was taken aback at first, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment.

He then spoke emotionally:

"Tang Lan, are you crazy?"

Her voice became shrill due to extreme tension and anxiety, as if it were trying to pierce through the tense air around her.

"Not to mention the strength of the Holy Spirit Cult and the people hidden in the shadows of the four great empires."

Ma Xiaotao's brows furrowed tightly, like two deep ravines, as she spoke rapidly.

"There are at least three Title Douluo level experts on the surface."

"And each of these Title Douluos is no ordinary Title Douluo."

"Their soul power is as deep as the sea, vast and boundless, like an endless abyss, inspiring awe in those who behold it."

As she spoke, she gestured vigorously with her hands, her expression anxious and tense.

The attempt was to make Tang Lan more clearly aware of the extreme danger of the current situation.

"Even if your strength is very strong, comparable to Contra."

Ma Xiaotao's gaze was fixed on Tang Lan, her eyes showing both recognition of Tang Lan's strength and...

With a deep sense of worry, he continued,

"They are absolutely no match for three Title Douluos."

"Their soul power suppression is like Mount Tai pressing down on you, making it hard to breathe."

"Their exquisite combination of soul skills is seamless, leaving you nowhere to escape."

"If you are not careful when dealing with them, you will fall into an abyss of no return."

Her voice trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"They are even less likely to be a match for the Holy Spirit Cult and the four great empires."

Ma Xiaotao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down a bit.

But his voice was still filled with anxiety.

"They came prepared this time, with meticulous planning, and their influence is as vast as a boundless net."

"Their plan is meticulous and rigorous, with each step linked to the next. Our current strength is far too weak in the face of them. It's like throwing an egg against a rock; we simply cannot contend with them."