Douluo Continent: Intercept Tang San, Get a Discount and a Refund

Chapter 6 Crisis, Evolution of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon, Three-Headed Flood Dragon

Nottingham.

"Hey bro, come play!"

"I'm not playing with you, you're too little, sister~".

"Hey bro~ come in, I'll let you play for free~"

"Auntie, I'm afraid you'll eat me up. My body can't take any more trouble."

"Oh my, why are you shy, young man? You really are a virgin~"

"Auntie, where are you touching?"

A boy who was over 1.7 meters tall, with a strong and well-proportioned build and looked quite young, squeezed out from among the several women who were dressed in flamboyant and aggressive manner.

His attire and demeanor clearly indicate that he is not an ordinary person.

This person was none other than Su Mu.

As Su Mu walked through the women, he would occasionally glance around and make a few teasing remarks.

This isn't about seeing which of these women is prettier or has bigger or whiter breasts.

Rather, Su Mu had a feeling.

Ever since he left the village, he felt like he was being followed.

After entering Nottingham City, I first spent two gold soul coins to change my clothes.

That feeling hasn't disappeared.

Left with no other choice, Su Mu plunged headlong into this brothel-lined alley.

After squeezing out of the crowd.

Su Mu activated his soul power.

They plunged into another alley.

The body has undergone 100,000 years of transformation using whale glue.

Su Mu was very fast.

In the distance, a tall figure's pupils contracted upon seeing this scene.

He casually patted the butt of a woman next to him.

His figure flashed and disappeared.

As Su Mu quickened his pace, the feeling of being watched from behind did not disappear.

On the contrary, that sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger.

Tang Hao?

What is the reason for tracking yourself?

Is it to avoid joining the Spirit Hall, or simply to eliminate dissidents?

Why didn't you kill yourself outside the city?

Su Mu had no idea how far he had run in Notting City.

I felt a little tired.

We can't run anymore.

What if he's not at the Title Douluo level?

If it's just a Soul Saint or Soul King, they won't even have the strength to fight back.

With this in mind, Su Mu made up his mind.

They ran towards the Spirit Hall in Notting City.

In Notting City, behind the Spirit Hall, in a sparsely populated alley.

Su Mu stopped in his tracks.

"Sir, you've been following me for quite some time now."

Su Mu stood at one end of the alley, at the intersection of four alleys.

Escaping is much easier.

"They can run pretty fast."

First came a deep voice, then a tall figure appeared in Su Mu's line of sight.

They saw that the person who came was not Tang Hao.

Su Mu breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He only awakened his martial soul yesterday, and apart from Tang Hao in the village, no one should know his martial soul and soul power level.

However, this person put a lot of pressure on Su Mu, giving him a very dangerous feeling.

"I wonder why you've been following me all this way."

Su Mu quietly took two steps back, half of his body already moving out of the alley.

"An interesting little guy."

The man noticed Su Mu's subtle movement, smiled slightly, and took a step forward.

Upon seeing this, Su Mu instinctively wanted to run away.

This person is no match for you.

Just as Su Mu was about to turn around.

He found himself unable to move, an invisible pressure enveloping his body.

"You have the feel of a spirit beast about you."

"Are you a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form?"

The man took another step forward.

That kick felt like it landed on Su Mu.

Su Mu felt the pressure on him increase even more.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Su Mu gritted his teeth and said.

He couldn't help but think to himself, "What is the Spirit Hall doing?"

Such a strong fluctuation of soul power, and nobody's coming to check it?

Due to that pressure, Su Mu's martial spirit was released uncontrollably.

It is not in the form of a three-pointed, double-edged sword.

Instead, it takes the form of a three-headed dragon.

Su Mu's hands had transformed into dragon claws, and his arms were covered in black scales.

Two dragon horns grew from its head.

Behind him was a black, three-headed dragon phantom, which was much more solid than when it had just awakened yesterday.

Seeing this scene.

The man paused for a moment, then took another step forward.

After his martial spirit appeared, the pressure eased considerably, and Su Mu felt that he could move his feet again.

Just then, an even stronger pressure struck.

Caught off guard, Su Mu staggered and almost fell over.

A hand was deeply embedded in the wall of the alley.

He barely managed to steady himself.

"You can't fool me. The aura of a 100,000-year-old soul beast on your body doesn't lie."

"This pressure of soul power is something no human child can withstand."

As his soul power pressed down, the aura of a 100,000-year-old soul beast emanating from the boy in front of him became increasingly intense.

The man became even more certain of his idea.

Su Mu stared intently at the man in front of him.

He cursed inwardly.

Does this person have a serious mental illness?

You are the one who is a 100,000-year-old soul beast, and your whole family are soul beasts.

Just like the mistress's family.

As the man took another step forward, Su Mu had already scratched a long five-finger mark on the stone wall.

Just as he was about to give up and kneel down on one knee.

Su Mu felt a surge of energy within his body.

That energy was due to the pressure of soul power.

It began to slowly seep into Su Mu's bones and deep muscles.

After absorbing just a little bit, Su Mu was surprised to find that his body had become several times stronger.

Could this be the residue of whale jelly from 100,000 years ago?

With that thought in mind, Su Mu ignored the man.

That man didn't look like one either; otherwise, there would be no explanation.

So he simply sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to seriously absorb this energy.

What Su Mu didn't know was...

With the infusion of that energy and the immense pressure of soul power.

On the two heads of the three-headed dragon.

The meat bun was already broken.

It turned into the same dragon horns as the one in the middle.

"what?"

The man noticed the change in Su Mu's martial spirit.

What intrigued him even more was that as he released more soul power, the aura of the 100,000-year-old soul beast was diminishing.

It's not weakening, it's decreasing.

Could this person really not be a soul beast?

Then why does this person have the aura of a soul beast?

The man squinted as he sized up Su Mu, who was sitting cross-legged, and seemed to be deep in thought.

A while passed like this.

Su Mu felt that the energy in his body had been completely absorbed by him.

The man also noticed that Su Mu no longer had any aura of a soul beast.

The man withdrew his soul power suppression, walked up to Su Mu, squatted down, and wanted to examine him.

Just then, Su Mu suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.

With a powerful push from his legs, he leaped into the air.

The three-headed dragon phantoms behind him disappeared.

A three-pointed, double-edged sword appeared in his hand.

It chopped down on the head of the man squatting on the ground.

Men react very quickly.

He didn't pay any attention and simply raised his hand to block the attack.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Su Mu held a hint of appreciation; he was quite an interesting little guy.

Using the momentum, Su Mu spun around and slammed his second blade into the man's chest.

The man did not dodge and took the blow head-on.

"Um?"

After the knife fell, the man realized something was wrong.

This strike was twice as powerful as the first one.

Most Great Soul Masters would likely be severely injured, if not killed, by this strike.

Before the man could react, Su Mu's third slash went straight for the man's face.

The man was forced to take a step back and raised his hand to block the attack.

What followed was Su Mu's fourth, even faster and heavier strike.

The fifth cut.

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