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

"Netherworld Ghost Claw!"

His hands instantly transformed into enormous black demonic claws.

The ghostly claw was enormous, several meters long.

The sharp fingertips gleamed with a cold, icy light, like sharp blades.

It reached out and grabbed at Tang Lan at an extremely fast speed.

The wind it generated howled and pierced the ears, as if it would tear Tang Lan to shreds in an instant.

Tang Lan's gaze sharpened, and she shouted loudly:

"Hahahaha! You think you can hurt me in the slightest with those lousy claws? What a pipe dream!"

"How could I, Tang Lan, be afraid of such an evil thing as you? Today I will utterly shatter your wicked magic!"

The gun shuddered, and a powerful force erupted, knocking the ghost claw away.

Then, the third spirit ring shone brightly, its light dazzlingly brilliant.

"Ghostly!"

The figure of Ghost Shadow Douluo instantly became illusory and unpredictable, drifting like a ghost, making it difficult to pinpoint his location.

His figure left blurry afterimages in the air, while launching attacks on Tang Lan from various strange and tricky angles, making it impossible to defend against.

Tang Lan remained completely calm, standing proudly, and declared loudly:

"No matter how cunning you are, no matter what despicable means you use, it will all be in vain before my absolute strength!"

"I, Tang Lan, will shatter your evil magic with the spear of justice, ensuring you never have a chance to rise again!"

He wielded the Overlord Spear with impenetrable speed, creating a dense barrage of spear shadows that formed an unbreakable defensive line.

Every ghostly figure that approached was instantly annihilated by the shadow of the gun;

Every ghostly claw that came to grab was blocked by the Overlord Spear.

Seeing that his soul skills were easily neutralized by Tang Lan, Ghost Shadow Douluo became increasingly flustered, but he was still unwilling to be defeated.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, and his fourth spirit ring suddenly lit up.

"Ghostly Shadow Devouring Souls!"

An incredibly powerful suction force emanated from him, like an invisible, bottomless vortex.

It spun wildly and rapidly, emitting a howling sound, trying to forcibly rip Tang Lan's soul out.

The surrounding air was violently distorted by this force, forming visible vortexes of airflow.

Tang Lan merely smiled coldly, a smile full of contempt and disdain, as if watching an insignificant clown perform, and said:

"You think you can hurt me with such a petty trick? You're dreaming!"

His soul power surged like a raging tide, its dazzling light flashing incessantly, forming an incomparably sturdy golden shield.

The runes on the shield flowed like mysterious star trails, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura, firmly keeping the evil suction force at bay.

The suction force struck the shield, making crackling sounds, but it couldn't break through the defense at all.

Ghost Shadow Douluo gritted his teeth, drawing blood from his gums.

A look of despair and madness flashed in his eyes.

The fifth spirit ring shone brightly, its light dazzling and captivating.

"Netherworld Prison!"

The surrounding space instantly turned as dark as ink, so thick it seemed like ink that couldn't be dissolved, making one feel as if they were in an endless abyss of darkness.

Countless phantom demons roared and howled within, baring their fangs and claws.

That piercing scream was like a sharp arrow.

It pierces straight into the depths of one's soul, sending chills down one's spine.

They pounced on Tang Lan frantically, their faces contorted in grotesque fury and their fangs bared.

It seemed as if it wanted to devour Tang Lan in an instant, leaving not even a trace.

Tang Lan showed no fear, her eyes wide open, burning with rage and unwavering determination, as she roared:

"Come! Today I will crush this hellish prison! I will ensure that you evil creatures will never have a chance to rise again!"

The Overlord Spear in his hand shone brightly, as dazzling as an incomparably blazing sun.

The light illuminated the dark space.

Tang Lan suddenly waved his hand in all directions, unleashing a powerful force like a surging, overwhelming ocean wave.

It spread wildly outwards from Tang Lan as the center.

Wherever it went, the air was compressed by this force, producing a sharp, crackling sound.

The powerful force slammed into the phantoms of evil spirits, shattering them all.

Under the impact of this force, those phantom demons instantly turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated into the air, just like clouds scattered by a gale.

Ghost Shadow Douluo was completely suppressed under Tang Lan's powerful, storm-like offensive.

Every moment felt like being in dire straits.

There was almost no chance to catch their breath; they could only struggle to hold on with all their might.

At this moment, Ghost Shadow Douluo's heart was filled with fear and resentment.

He never imagined that he, the mighty Ghost Shadow Douluo, would be driven to such a desperate situation by such a young junior.

"How could I possibly lose to this brat? I am the renowned Ghost Shadow Douluo!"

He screamed wildly in his heart, but reality was cruel.

Tang Lan's attacks were like heavy hammer blows to his defense, gradually shattering his confidence.

"Am I going to die here today? No, I refuse to accept this!"

Cold sweat poured from his forehead, and his eyes revealed despair and struggle.

He tried to find a flaw in Tang Lan's attack, but Tang Lan's moves were as smooth as flowing water, leaving no openings to be found.

"Just who is this kid? Why does he possess such terrifying strength?"

Ghost Shadow Douluo was filled with doubt and regret. "If I had known he was so powerful, I shouldn't have rashly made an enemy of him."

But it was too late for regrets. He could only grit his teeth and use his last bit of strength to resist Tang Lan's attack, hoping for a miracle.

When Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo witnessed this scene, their jaws nearly dropped to the ground in shock.

Their mouths were agape, wide enough to fit a fist.

Star Douluo's already large eyes widened, his pupils seemingly about to pop out of their sockets, as he said incredulously:

"How is this possible? Ghost Shadow Douluo is one of our strongest warriors, yet he's so easily defeated by this greenhorn!"

"This is simply unbelievable, like an absurd nightmare!"

Ghost Scythe Douluo's face was filled with terror, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

His voice trembled like a leaf falling in the wind. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 803 Ninth Soul Skill, Today is Your Death Day

"Just what kind of monster is this Tang Lan? His strength is so terrifying!"

"Were we blind to have messed with someone we shouldn't have?"

Tang Ya, Ma Xiaotao, and the others were so excited they could hardly contain themselves.

Their hearts were pounding so hard they felt like they were going to jump out of their throats.

Tang Ya's face flushed with excitement. She waved her fist vigorously and shouted:

"Tang Lan, go for it! Beat him! Let them know we're not easy to bully!"

Ma Xiaotao crossed her arms, her beautiful face beaming with pride, her eyes filled with adoration for Tang Lan, as fervent as gazing at the stars.

"I knew Tang Lan wouldn't let us down! He's always been the best, no one can compare to him!"

Ice Bear Douluo stroked his long, flowing, snow-white beard and said with a sigh:

"This child is exceptionally talented, truly a rare find."

"His courage and perseverance during battle are rare in the world. He showed no fear in the face of a powerful enemy and forged ahead bravely."

"Given time, he will surely achieve great things, perhaps even becoming a world-renowned and admired peerless powerhouse, creating an earth-shattering legacy!"

The Time Douluo nodded slightly, his eyes filled with admiration, his deep gaze seemingly able to pierce through all the fog of the world:

"Yes, his future is limitless. It's truly amazing that he has such strength and courage at such a young age."

"Given time, I will surely be able to carve out my own niche in this world teeming with powerful individuals!"

Ghost Shadow Douluo was gripped by extreme fear, a fear that spread like a cold, venomous snake through his heart.

But he still tried to remain calm and salvage what little face he had left.

"Hmph, kid, don't think you can defeat me like this!"

Ghost Shadow Douluo gritted his teeth, his voice trembling slightly, but he still tried to widen his eyes and make his expression look extremely majestic.

However, his trembling hands betrayed his inner panic.

Those hands trembled slightly incessantly, as if they were not under his control.

At that moment, he knew that if he did not use his last trump card, he would surely be defeated.

So, he gritted his teeth and decided to use his last trump card—his ninth soul skill.

The ninth spirit ring on Ghost Shadow Douluo's body shone with a dazzling light, as brilliant as an incomparably scorching sun, instantly illuminating the entire dark battlefield.

"Nine Netherworld Ghost Shadows Annihilate the World!"

He shouted loudly,

The sound was like rolling thunder, echoing throughout the land.