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

"Zhu Qing, Mu Bai, be careful not to kill anyone," Shui Bing'er warned.

"Give them a good beating!" Shuiyue'er cheered.

"Zhu Qing, Boss Dai, do whatever makes you happy!" Oscar winked.

"Go for it!" Ning Rongrong clenched her fist in encouragement.

Tang San hesitated for a moment, thinking about how to start the conversation.

Jiangzhu and others have already sent their blessings.

They didn't know the reason behind it, but they had a clear understanding of Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai's strength.

—Actually, any one of them could take on seven opponents at once, right?

Tang Lan led everyone away.

Upon arriving at the upper spectator seats, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were standing next to him.

"Brother, Uncle Jian, you're here so early," Tang Lan greeted them.

"We just arrived too." Ning Fengzhi glanced at Ning Rongrong: "Bringing them all up is a bit much."

"The view is better here," Tang Lan said nonchalantly. "Besides, they're members of my Tang Clan, so it's perfectly reasonable for them to come up here, isn't it?"

Ning Fengzhi pursed his lips and said nothing more.

—This Tang Lan is determined not to give the Spirit Hall any face!

He looked down.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing walked into the arena side by side, looking provocatively at the seven members of the Star Luo Royal Team.

As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he naturally knew about the grudges below.

I briefly recalled the combat strength of both sides.

"Brother Lan, don't let anyone die," Ning Fengzhi warned. "We can't give them a reason to talk, or it will be very troublesome."

Tang Lan just smiled and didn't respond.

This attitude made everyone's hearts skip a beat!

Is it

"Are you kidding me?" Davis frowned. "Dai Mubai! Zhu Zhuqing! Just the two of you? You were just a bunch of scoundrels before, how dare you!"

This arrogant eldest prince of the Star Luo Empire was clearly angered.

Neither Dai Mubai nor Zhu Zhuqing spoke; they simply stared coldly at them.

"Weiss, don't be angry." Zhu Zhuyun sneered, "Since they are so careless, let's win the game quickly. That's more important than anything else."

Davis laughed when he heard that.

Yes!

He had received some rumors yesterday and was worried about that "Teacher Tang".

Now you can let loose and have some fun!

"See Your Majesty the Pope!"

"See Your Majesty the Pope!"

"See Your Majesty the Pope!"

Amidst the unified shouts.

Everyone looked toward the head of the table, where Pope Bibidon appeared.

Chapter 297 The Moment of Showing Off! Martial Soul Suppression!

Looking up at Bibi Dong, her figure appeared exceptionally tall, her long, shimmering gold gown dazzling from head to toe.

With her fair skin and near-perfect features, she exudes nobility and sanctity.

Tang Lan nodded in agreement after reading them.

This is comparable to both Bibi Dong and Poseidon.

—That bastard Qian Xunji truly deserves to die!

But Yu Xiaogang is the one who truly deserves to be torn to pieces!

Tang Lan then noticed.

The two people behind Bibi Dong are Xiong Mo and Ci Xue, aren't they?

It seems that with Yue Guan and Gui Mei gone, their status has risen accordingly.

This is good.

This will make it easier to launch a sneak attack on the Spirit Hall later.

However compared to these

Tang Lan held Xiao Wu's small hand and stroked her lowered head.

"What's wrong? Why are you hiding like that?"

Xiao Wu just shook her head, saying nothing and not daring to look up.

She was afraid that if she saw Bibi Dong, she would rush up to her without thinking and seek revenge!

Tang Lan sighed silently.

Sometimes being too sensible isn't a good thing.

"Don't worry," Tang Lan said, "Everything will be handled in the best way, I promise."

Xiao Wu didn't understand Tang Lan's words and silently looked down at the arena.

"Let's begin the match," Bibi Dong said softly.

Get orders.

The referee, who is also the commentator, immediately announced—

"Both sides, please reveal your Martial Souls and Soul Rings!"

Ok?

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Isn't this the rule of the Soul Arena? When did the Elite Tournament start?

And you also need to activate your spirit rings?

“Interesting.” Ning Fengzhi laughed. “This has never happened before. It must be aimed at you guys, Brother Lan. After all, the reward for this championship is quite substantial.”

The prize for the champion of the elite competition was announced before the competition even started.

—A full three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones!

I thought it would be "handled internally".

Unexpectedly, the Tang Clan Academy suddenly appeared.

"Both sides, please reveal your martial spirits and spirit rings!" the referee shouted again.

And his gaze swept over them sternly.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing didn't take it to heart—Tang Sect and Spirit Hall were inherently "at odds".

But Davis dared not offend the Spirit Hall.

They took the lead in summoning their martial spirits, all of them possessing four spirit rings of the same color: yellow and purple.

This drew gasps from the crowd!

—Everyone is a fourth-ring Soul Master?

No team from the academies in the Star Luo Empire can match that.

The Heavenly Dou Empire, on the other hand, reacted rather indifferently.

—The second team of Tangmen Academy all scored above 40 in the last match. They should have gotten their fourth spirit ring by now, right?

That's Tang Sect Academy team one.

"What's wrong, my dear brother?" Davis said, arms crossed. "Are you scared by your brother's level? You don't even dare to summon your Martial Soul?"

"Yes, Sister Zhuqing, don't be so scared." Zhu Zhuyun teased, "If we kill someone in the Elite Tournament, we'll be disqualified, and it's not worth it."

The other five members of the Star Luo Royal Team all burst into laughter.

—A blatant mockery!

Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai did not respond.

The two silently summoned their martial spirits.

A crimson tiger surrounded by raging flames!

A shadowy spirit cat shrouded in black mist!

This left the Star Luo Royal Team completely stunned.

Wait!

Something's wrong with these two's martial spirits!

Davis's white tiger was majestic and extraordinary, but compared with Dai Mubai's Crimson Flame White Tiger, it was not only much smaller in size, but its blazing flames made it even more extraordinary.

When Zhu Zhuyun's Netherworld Cat faced Zhu Zhuqing's Shadow Cat, it shrank a little!

—Soul Suppression!!!

Zhu Zhuqing, the younger sister, actually has a martial spirit that suppresses Zhu Zhuyun, the older sister.

"Impossible!" Davis exclaimed incredulously, "Both of your martial souls have actually evolved?"

"Soul suppression? I don't believe it!" Zhu Zhuyun shrieked, "Even if your Martial Soul has evolved, how could it suppress mine? You guys are cheating! You must be cheating!"