Douluo V: Daily Intelligence - I Want All of Tang San's Opportunities

After making two turns in the side road, Leng Qiushan suddenly stopped. He turned around and glanced at the people who had followed him:

"That soul bone has already been taken away by my people. Are you still unwilling to let me go?"

The man in the dark red outfit stood at the front, his hands still behind his back, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

"You think you can fool us with such a lie? I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the soul bone and all your belongings now, and we'll let you go."

Leng Qiushan sneered: "You think you can take me down? I am a Soul Emperor, are you sure you can stop me?"

Whether we can stay or not, we'll find out by trying.

Having said that, the man in the dark red outfit looked at the people beside him:

"Everyone should work together; whoever gets the soul bone will have to rely on their own abilities. But if anyone is thinking of taking advantage of the situation..."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he swept his gaze over everyone present.

Another bald Soul Emperor chimed in, "Don't worry, we know the rules of the underworld. Enough talk, let's get started!"

The moment the words fell, several figures moved simultaneously.

Leng Qiushan's soul power suddenly erupted at that moment, and a deep blue light enveloped his arms. He met the heavy punch from the man in the dark red outfit head-on. The fist and palm collided with a muffled explosion, and the bluestone slab under his feet cracked in several places.

Leng Qiushan took a step back, and the man in the dark red outfit also took a step back. The fluctuations of their soul power exploded into a shockwave at the point of collision.

The bald Soul Emperor and another gray-robed Soul King pressed in from both sides.

Leng Qiushan's Soul King follower reacted quickly, standing behind Leng Qiushan and holding a short blade in each hand to meet the bald Soul Emperor's sweeping kick.

The moment the two clashed, a dull thud was heard. The Soul King's follower was forced back two steps, but he still held his position firmly, preventing the bald Soul Emperor from directly cutting into Leng Qiushan's flank.

Su Yuntao did not rush forward.

He maintained a distance that was neither too close nor too far, never directly joining the battle, nor in a hurry to get close to Leng Qiushan, who was being besieged.

His gaze swept quickly between the several Soul Emperors who were fighting, observing their fighting habits, rhythm of exertion, and the strength of their soul power fluctuations.

The man in the dark red outfit used powerful punches, each one carrying a heavy sense of pressure. The bald Soul Emperor's leg techniques were fast and ruthless, and he repeatedly tried to break through Leng Qiushan's entourage's defenses from the side. Meanwhile, the gray-robed Soul King always hovered on the edge of the battle, making few moves but each one perfectly timed to exploit a gap in Leng Qiushan's defenses.

After Leng Qiushan withstood three heavy punches from the man in dark red, his protective soul power finally developed a barely perceptible crack.

The man in the dark red outfit spotted the gap and punched Leng Qiushan in the shoulder. Leng Qiushan staggered two steps to the side, a trickle of blood escaping from his mouth.

Almost at the same moment, Leng Qiushan's Soul King follower was also kicked in the abdomen by the bald Soul Emperor. He flew backward, crashed into the wall, and slid down. His short blade fell from his hand and he lost the ability to fight.

Su Yuntao moved the moment Leng Qiushan looked at the attendant.

He slapped Leng Qiushan's side and back with his claw. Because he held back some of his strength, the claw strike did not break through Leng Qiushan's protective soul power when it landed, but only made a muffled sound.

Leng Qiushan glanced back at him, then casually waved his hand, sending him staggering back several steps.

Su Yuntao fell backward with the force, slid down against the wall, clutched his chest and gasped for breath. His face was pale, a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his claws had dissipated. He looked extremely disheveled, huddled in the corner.

The bald Soul Emperor glanced at him, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. How dare a mere Soul Venerable participate in a battle between Soul Emperors? He was truly overestimating himself.

Seeing that he did not stand up again, she turned her attention back to Leng Qiushan.

The others also glanced at Su Yuntao indifferently before quickly looking away. He was just a Soul Venerable, not worth their attention.

Leng Qiushan finally couldn't hold out under the repeated attacks.

His protective soul power had been torn open in several places, and another heavy punch from the man in the dark red outfit slammed into his chest, sending him staggering back several steps until his back was against the wall.

Just as the man in the dark red outfit was about to deliver the final blow, Leng Qiushan suddenly reached into his robes, took a wooden box from his storage soul tool, and tossed it towards the other end of the alley.

"Go ahead and fight it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden box flew through the air in an arc and crashed onto the bluestone slab at the entrance of the alley. The lid was shaken open, and a dark, silvery-gray soul bone rolled out from inside, reflecting a warm halo under the streetlights.

Everyone in the alley froze for a moment, even their breathing seemed to be suppressed by the luster of that soul bone.

The man in the dark red outfit was the first to move. He kicked aside the rubble blocking his way and rushed straight at the soul bone like a dark gust of wind.

The bald Soul Emperor followed closely behind. He was slightly slower than the man in the dark red outfit, but his attack angle was more cunning. Instead of trying to snatch the soul bone, he swept his leg towards the man in the dark red outfit's knee, forcing him to dodge to the side.

The man in the dark red outfit was slowed down by the kick, and the bald Soul Emperor took the opportunity to rush forward and reach out to grab the soul bone on the ground.

The gray-robed Soul King had been circling around the perimeter of the battle. Seeing the two restraining each other, he cut in from the side. A gray-white soul force impact swept along the ground towards the bald Soul Emperor's ankle, forcing him to pull back and jump away.

The three formed a rapidly shifting triangle around the soul bone, but none of them touched the soul bone on the ground first.

Taking advantage of the moment the bald Soul Emperor jumped away, the man in the dark red outfit ducked down and reached out, his fingers already touching the edge of the Soul Bone. The bald Soul Emperor twisted his waist in mid-air and kicked his wrist, forcing the man in the dark red outfit to withdraw his hand. The Soul Bone was blown by the force of the kick and rolled to the corner of the wall.

After throwing out the wooden box, Leng Qiushan took advantage of the moment when the three people's attention was drawn to the soul bone, turned around and ran into the depths of the alley. His footsteps were hurried, and he quickly disappeared around the corner of the side road.

Su Yuntao did not chase after him, his gaze remaining fixed on the three people fighting.

After being interrupted twice by the bald Soul Emperor, the man in the dark red outfit finally seized an opening, punched the bald Soul Emperor on the shoulder with a backhand, forcing him back two steps, and then bent down and grabbed the soul bone on the ground.

As the gray-robed Soul King bent over, he placed a palm on the man's back. The man in the dark red outfit groaned, the soul bone in his hand slipped from his grasp and rolled away, and he staggered forward two steps.

Seeing that the soul bone had once again escaped the control of the man in the dark red outfit, the bald Soul Emperor immediately pounced on it and grabbed the soul bone in his hand.

The gray-robed Soul King followed closely behind, striking his wrist with a palm.