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

"Kid, focus on your training. If you're good with words, your enemies won't let you off the hook!" Tang Hao admonished.

Tang San was wronged!

Can you get attacked for flattery?

He simply stopped talking.

Tang Lan watched with great amusement.

It seems that Tang Hao was inexplicably happy when he slapped Tang San.

Time is up.

Tang Lan stepped forward and looked at the group that had already formed teams.

They noticed there were two others left out and looked at Tang Lan anxiously.

Before he could even speak.

"Snapped!"

A snap of the fingers.

The two men burst into bloom on the spot, dying swiftly and decisively.

The six teams that were watching were all terrified!

—Because they also have that damned thing inside them!

“Very good.” Tang Lan nodded and said, “Now I will go down, and you will come up one by one in order to challenge me.”

"rest assured."

"I will not activate the Soul Seed effect on the Hell Killing Fields."

"It all comes down to your true abilities."

"Kill me, and your soul bones and immortal herbs will all be yours."

That being said

Everyone looked at Tang Hao with disbelief on their faces.

Tang Hao had complete confidence in his son—even he himself might not be able to beat him if he were on the field right now.

Dafangdao—

"I, Tang Hao, hereby promise that I will not pursue anyone who manages to kill him!"

"Otherwise, let the King of Slaughter hunt me down."

Now, a glimmer of hope rose in the eyes of the six groups.

"Very good!" Tang Lan said with satisfaction, "Come in with me."

Tang Lan led six groups of people back to the Hell Slaughter Field in a grand procession.

The guards blocking the door became blind again and let Tang Lan pass.

But the next 54 people each have to hand over a cup of Yellow Spring Dew.

Fortunately, they're all seasoned veterans, so they still have some stock.

Tang Hao did not follow.

Tang San hesitated for a moment, then decided to stay as well.

—I still feel safer by Tang Hao's side.

Tang Hao ignored him.

He took out the storage ring Tang Lan had given him, which contained the nine Soul Douluos.

They were fed to the Dark Demon God Tiger one by one.

The Dark Demon God Tiger was overjoyed, happily devouring the food one after another.

"Slow down, no one's going to take it from you," Tang Hao said with amusement.

Dark Demon God Tiger slammed down!

"Cough cough cough-"

He coughed violently a few times, and finally spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

It smeared all over Tang San's face and body.

"yue——"

Tang San vomited on the spot.

He took out his water pouch and rinsed himself several times, then glared at the Dark Demon God Tiger, ready to unleash his fury.

But what I saw was something that was glittering.

Soul bone?

He darted over and snatched it, confirming it was a piece of his left arm bone.

Moreover, judging from its aura, it's over ten thousand years old!

It should be from one of those nine Soul Douluos from earlier.

Not caring about getting dirty, he pressed it directly onto his left hand.

Here's an extra chapter. I've been trying voice typing lately, and I'll switch to burst mode once I'm more familiar with it!

Chapter 230 Tang San is up to his old tricks again! Barbie Q is doomed!

Tang San didn't mind getting dirty.

He directly pressed his saliva-covered left arm bone against his left hand.

We need to execute first and ask questions later.

"Snapped--"

Tang Hao slapped Tang San, knocking him to the ground.

The soul bone flew out of his hand, spun in the air, and smashed onto Tang San's back.

"Well--"

He was almost knocked unconscious by Tang San.

Tang Hao even stepped on the soul bone, rubbing and grinding it a few times to clean it.

He then picked it up and tossed it into his storage ring.

He admonished, "These are Lan'er's spoils of war; you can only use them with his permission."

Tang San stood up with a dark expression.

Do I need my brother's permission?

How could I possibly disagree!

That's really unnecessary.

Take a quick breath.

Tang San couldn't wait and headed towards the Hell Slaughter Arena.

I plan to ask for Tang Lan's permission during the break between scenes.

Let's get this soul bone first.

As a result, they were stopped by the security guard.

In a businesslike manner, he said, "Entry requires a cup of Yellow Spring Dew!"

Tang San looked puzzled.

"Pay Yellow Spring Dew? Why didn't I get any when I went in?"

The gatekeeper gestured with his eyes, looking towards Tang Hao behind him.

Tang San understood.

He said, feigning intimidation, "My name is Tang San, the son of the God of Slaughter, Tang Hao. Do you dare stop me?"

In return, he received only the look of disbelief from the gatekeeper, as if he were mentally challenged.

"Snapped--"

Tang San stumbled and almost fell flat on his face.

"who!"

Tang San suddenly turned his head.

Just then, Tang Hao withdrew his hand, but they were still dozens of meters apart.

—This was a huge blow delivered to him from a distance using his soul power!

Tang San was furious!

This is too much!

What right did you have to hit me this time?!

The gatekeeper couldn't help but say, "In the City of Slaughter, everyone hides their identities, using code names or numbers. Revealing your name casually is unacceptable."

“There was once a killing goddess who slaughtered the entire families of everyone who had offended her.”

"so."

Tang San belatedly realized how foolish he had been.

Under Tang Lan's protection, I got used to not having to use my brain.

Even the most basic vigilance has almost disappeared.

Just then, I saw a middle-aged man carrying Yellow Spring Dew walking towards us.