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

—Flander joined the Third Earth Sect along with Ma Hongjun.

"Then we'll wait and see," Ye Nishang said with a smile.

The referee in charge of the match gave the order to start.

The Elephant Armor Sect summoned their Martial Soul, the Diamond Mammoth, which lined up and pressed forward, attempting to force the three Earth Sects out of the arena.

In no mood.

Of the seven people on the other side, all of them except Ye Nishang are agility-based attackers.

Moreover, their movements were so elusive that even Ye Nishang, who was assisting them, could slip through the gaps and evade encirclement time and time again.

This caused many people present to gasp in surprise.

"Lingbo Weibu?"

"Isn't that the Tang Clan's ultimate technique?"

"How could the Three Earthly Sects possess a self-created soul skill that only inner disciples of the Tang Sect are qualified to learn?"

"Hey! Didn't know that? Although the Three Earthly Sects were organized by Sword Douluo, they are actually subordinate sects of the Tang Sect."

"what?"

"The Tang Clan has already started developing subordinate sects?"

"What's the big deal? The Holy Dragon Sect, which is competing for the top three sects this time, was originally a branch of the Spirit Hall, but it specially separated to participate in the sect competition."

"Competing for the Upper Three Sects? Doesn't that require a Title Douluo?"

"I heard they just advanced."

"Huh? Where did you hear so much?"

"I am but a disciple of the Mintang branch of the Tang Clan."

Wow! Tang Clan paparazzi?!

"Then this news must be true. This is going to be interesting!"

Let's look at the field again.

Suddenly!

I'm feeling dizzy and lightheaded at 37.7°C, and my rhythm is off. Please forgive me.

Chapter 360 Firearms That Stumbled In! Title Douluo Zhao Wuji!

Suddenly!

Huyan Zhen shouted, "Block them!"

The Elephant Armor Sect members unleashed their collective soul power, accelerating their encirclement.

All gaps in dodging were sealed off, and the Lingbo Weibu technique alone was no longer sufficient to evade.

Hu Yanzhen grinned maliciously, and his eighth spirit ring lit up beneath his feet.

Ants who're just joining in the fun, I'll crush you all!

At this critical moment.

Ye Nishang ordered, "Fire!"

The storage rings in the seven people's hands lit up, and seven Vulcan cannons appeared in front of them. Holding them in their hands, they pulled the triggers and unleashed seven terrifying fire snakes.

Although its single-shot attack only has the power of the third soul skill, its firing rate is 6000 rounds per minute!

That is, 100 rounds per second.

Moreover, the armor-piercing bullets used in the machine guns were not ordinary; they were made by Tang San using Soul-Breaking Metal, specifically designed to penetrate the defenses of Soul Masters.

Those seventh-ring Soul Saints were caught off guard, and their protective shells were shattered in less than a second.

His body was covered in dense blood spots, as if his defenses had been torn apart.

Hu Yanzhen had no choice.

He had no choice but to give up his eighth soul skill and stand in front of another Soul Douluo.

He angrily retorted, "This is a competition for Soul Masters! What kind of Soul Masters are you, using Soul Guidance Devices?"

Ye Nishang completely ignored it—there was no rule in this sect competition that prohibited the use of soul tools!

She pulled out a few hand grenades and rolled them to Huyan Zhen's feet.

While the Elephant Armor Sect was on high alert, a dazzling white light caused them to be temporarily blinded!

—It's a damn flashbang!

"Don't panic!" Hu Yanzhen shouted calmly under pressure, "Activate your Martial Soul True Body! Stomp them to death!!!"

Seven giant diamond mammoths occupied most of the arena.

But the expected game-winning shot didn't come.

Ye Nishang had already led her people to disperse around the arena through the gaps, but the Vulcan cannon in her hand never stopped roaring.

It continuously depletes the Elephant Armor Sect's soul power.

However, the reduced space on the field made it more difficult for Flanders and his teammates to dodge.

As a last resort.

The only option is to selectively take damage head-on in order to buy time.

The powerful and heavy offensive was deadly in every move.

Attacks can range from causing vomiting blood to broken bones.

I thought the battle was over.

Ye Nishang, who had been acting as an invisible person, unlocked her martial soul—Nine-Heart Begonia.

She held a pink crabapple blossom in her hands, composed of white and pink petals.

The eight spirit rings of the optimal configuration lit up, and there was only one spirit skill—AoE Heal!

As long as there is still a breath left, the Nine-Heart Begonia can quickly restore it.

Flanders and his friends are like cockroaches that can't be killed; they can quickly get back up every time they are knocked away.

Hu Yanzhen was so angry he screamed!

Bibi Dong, who came to observe the ceremony, also had a terribly gloomy expression.

Just like how the Three Earthly Sects were supported by the Tang Clan.

The Elephant Armor Sect also submitted to the Spirit Hall.

The Spirit Hall had already been at a disadvantage in the battle of Spirit City a year ago.

They wanted to save face in the sect competition, but the Xiangjia Sect was so disappointing.

"Bibi Dong, your dog is no good."

Zhao Wuji, standing to the side, picked his nose and said—

"Two Contras leading a team and they can't even defeat a support-type Contra? This would be embarrassing to broadcast live!"

Bibi Dong looked up at the sky and saw Bai He personally leading a dozen or so members of Mintang, flying in the sky to broadcast the competition live from all angles.

And there's also an explanation station nearby.

—Of course, they were also Min-do's people.

They briefly and concisely explained the "background" of the Xiangjia Sect and the Di San Sect.

It's currently "spraying wildly".

"Is this the sect supported by Spirit City?"

"Still the former leader of the Lower Four Sects?"

"Facing the three sects of the Earth, which my Tang Sect has only been supporting for half a year, even a two-on-one battle with Soul Douluo couldn't win the match? Is that all?"

"Supreme defense in the world? That's only because my Tang Clan's Imperial Hall can't participate in the competition. Otherwise, we would have crushed these stupid idiots!"

"With just a slight move, my Tang Clan was able to defeat the Spirit Hall so decisively that they were powerless to retaliate!"

The commentary style was characterized by a "clear perspective."

The sound echoed throughout the arena, making the forces belonging to the Spirit Hall feel like shrimp that had fallen into a pot of boiling oil—they were burning red!

Can.

And no one dared to say a word.

—That's the Tang Clan!

Not only is the Tang Clan currently at its zenith, but the Tang Master's territory is right next door, and the Killing City here is also inextricably linked to it.

Even with the Spirit Hall backing them up, these small fry didn't dare to utter a single word.

Only

"Insolence!" Bibi Dong suddenly stood up, pointing angrily at Zhao Wuji: "Zhao Wuji, have you forgotten how my Spirit Hall chased you away back then? How dare you humiliate me to my face!"

Zhao Wuji remained unmoved.

He clumped the booger he had picked out into a ball and flicked it out with his finger.

Startled, Bibi Dong unleashed a surge of soul power, instantly annihilating the unidentified object.

The momentum surged again!

The oppressive aura of a Title Douluo pressed down fiercely, attempting to suppress Zhao Wuji, the Soul Douluo.

"Om-"

Zhao Wuji stood up, and his complete set of soul bones and soul rings appeared.

Yellow, purple, black, black, red!