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

The fragments were like dazzling stars, yet they dimmed instantly.

Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo were struck as if by a heavy blow, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings.

They coughed up mouthfuls of blood in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

After landing, the two twitched a few times.

The battlefield fell silent instantly, leaving only Tang Lan's tall figure exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

He was like an invincible war god, inspiring awe in all who beheld him.

Ma Xiaotao and the others were stunned at first, then cheered.

"Brother Tang Lan, you're amazing!" Ma Xiaotao jumped up and down excitedly, her face beaming with pride and joy.

"Tang Lan, you are truly invincible!" Tang Ya's voice trembled with excitement, her eyes shining with admiration.

Jiang Nannan blushed and exclaimed, "Brother Tang Lan, you are our hero!"

Tang Lan smiled slightly, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze, making people feel warm and at ease.

He slowly withdrew his martial spirit, the light emanating from his body gradually receding, and walked towards the crowd.

Time Douluo and Ice Bear Douluo were shocked; Tang Lan had actually broken through the spirit fusion skill of Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo.

That's a level 97 Super Douluo-level existence.

Could it be that Tang Lan, as a second-ring Great Soul Master, has reached such a terrifying level?

Time Douluo's eyes widened, his pupils seemingly about to pop out of their sockets, his face filled with disbelief, and his lips trembled as he spoke:

"How is this possible? This is simply against common sense!"

"For a mere second-ring Great Soul Master to unleash such terrifying power is unprecedented in the entire history of the Douluo Continent!"

Ice Bear Douluo stood frozen in place, as if under a spell, muttering to himself:

"Such talent is nothing short of monstrous!"

"If he is allowed to grow up like this, he will surely become a hegemon in the future, and the entire Douluo world will probably be thrown into turmoil because of him."

Tang Lan remained calm and composed, seemingly oblivious to their shock and completely unconcerned.

He stood tall and walked steadily toward Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo, his gaze as cold as frost, as if he could freeze one's soul.

"You think you can defeat me with this Martial Soul Fusion Technique? You're too naive."

Tang Lan's voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to carry immense power, each word striking the hearts of everyone with a heavy weight, filled with undeniable authority.

Ma Xiaotao, Tang Ya, and Jiang Nannan also happily gathered around at this moment.

His eyes were filled with admiration and surprise, and the light in them was brighter than the stars.

Yu'er jumped up excitedly, waving her hands and shouting:

"Brother Tang Lan, you're amazing! You'll always be my hero!"

"Let's see if they dare to be arrogant now. With you here, no one can bully us!"

Tang Lan affectionately patted Tang Ya's head and said with a smile, "Xiao Tao, with me here, I won't let anyone hurt you."

Tang Ya tugged at Tang Lan's sleeve, her smile as radiant as a spring flower in full bloom, and said, "Brother Tang Lan, you always manage to create miracles."

"No matter how powerful the enemy, you are invincible. I knew you were the best!"

Jiang Nannan looked at Tang Lan with a tender expression, her eyes full of affection, and said softly:

"Tang Lan, you have once again impressed everyone."

“Every move you make is like a brilliant star, illuminating our path forward.”

When Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo saw their Martial Soul Fusion Skill broken, their faces turned ashen, their eyes filled with despair and resentment.

Star Douluo collapsed to the ground, as if all his strength had been drained away.

His eyes were as empty as stars that had lost their light, and he kept muttering to himself:

"How could this happen... how could this happen?"

"Our most powerful attack, which we have painstakingly cultivated and painstakingly researched, and which incorporates all our strength and hope, has been broken so easily... This is simply a nightmare!"

Ghost Scythe Douluo trembled like a leaf in the wind, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared almost maniacally:

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"This is our ultimate technique, which we have painstakingly honed, embodying our life's cultivation and dreams. How could it be broken by a mere second-ring Great Soul Master! Heaven is unfair!"

However, no matter how angry and resentful they were, the facts were clear: their defeat was inevitable.

Tang Lan looked at them coldly, without a trace of pity in her eyes, and said:

"This is what happens when you oppose me. You tried to suppress others with force, but you didn't realize that there are always people more powerful than you."

Star Douluo let out a bitter laugh, a laugh filled with endless sorrow.

"I never imagined that my illustrious reputation, which has dominated the Douluo Continent for so many years, would be defeated by a mere brat like you today."

"Fate is truly cruel, I'm not reconciled!"

Ghost Scythe Douluo gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulging tightly.

"Tang Lan, don't be too smug. One day..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Lan interrupted him without hesitation.

"What if one day? You have already lost today, so stop spouting nonsense."

"In the face of absolute power, any delusions are futile."

Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo watched in horror as the giant dragon pounced, trying to struggle and resist, but found that they had no strength left.

With a roar from the dragon, they were instantly swallowed up. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 820 Today's Fate

After the light faded, only a charred black spot remained. Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo had completely disappeared from this world.

Silence reigned around them. Time Douluo and Ice Bear Douluo stood frozen in shock, their bodies stiff with utter disbelief.

Time Douluo's lips trembled, his voice shaking:

"This...this is the end? So swift and decisive, so ruthless and heartless."

His eyes were filled with awe and disbelief at Tang Lan's immense strength.

Ice Bear Douluo stared wide-eyed, as if trying to imprint the scene before him deeply into his mind, and murmured:

"Such methods, such boldness, Tang Lan... he's simply a monster."

The two looked at each other and saw the same shock and admiration in each other's eyes.

Then, Time Douluo took a deep breath and slowly said:

"Having Tang Lan at Shrek Academy is a blessing for our academy."

"With his talent and strength, given time, he will surely lead Shrek Academy to an even more glorious peak."

Ice Bear Douluo nodded heavily, his eyes gleaming with anticipation:

"Yes, his future is limitless."

"With him here, our Shrek Academy will surely shine even brighter on the Douluo Continent."

When the people of the four great empires and the Holy Spirit Cult saw that Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo had been killed, they were so frightened that they began to flee.

They scattered and fled like a flock of panicked birds and beasts, completely losing their previous arrogance.

"Run! Tang Lan is terrifying!"

A soldier shouted in terror, but stumbled and fell to the ground.

His face was filled with terror, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Ignoring the pain, he quickly got up and continued running wildly, as if a vengeful ghost was chasing him.

"Don't let him catch up with us, or we'll all die a horrible death!"

The other person kept looking back as he ran, his face filled with fear.

His voice was shrill and piercing with extreme fear, and his eyes were filled with despair and helplessness.

The followers of the Holy Spirit Cult were also in a sorry state; their usual mystery and evil had vanished.

Their robes became disheveled as they ran, and some even lost their shoes, but they didn't care.

"What should we do? We've messed with the wrong person!"

One of the believers was pale and panting heavily.

His breathing was rapid, as if he might run out of breath at any moment. His legs felt as heavy as lead, but fear drove him to desperately move forward.

Tang Lan watched their fleeing figures but did not immediately give chase.

He crossed his arms, looking calm, as if all of this was within his expectations.

However, just a moment later, Tang Lan's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

He sneered, "Those who want to kill me, none of them will escape!"

The voice was icy cold, as if it came from the deepest abyss, carrying endless killing intent.

Before she finished speaking, Tang Lan's figure flashed, and she chased after the fleeing crowd like a ghost.

His speed was so great that it created a gust of wind that howled and bent the surrounding grass and trees.

Those who were desperately trying to escape felt a powerful pressure coming from behind them. Before they could react, Tang Lan had already appeared in front of them.

He was like a war god descended from the heavens, exuding a chilling aura.

Tang Lan swung her spear, and a golden light flashed, dazzling yet carrying a deadly threat.

Dozens of people fell instantly, dying before they could even let out a final scream.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, screams of agony rose and fell, echoing through the sky, and fear and despair spread rapidly among the crowd.