Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

The two quickly engaged in combat, leaving Lan Susu completely dumbfounded.

So this is how you can fight! Today, she has opened the door to a new world.

As Lan Luoluo and Han Yu continued their battle, a glimmer of understanding began to rise in Lan Luoluo's mind.

As twins with a telepathic connection, she could naturally sense Lan Luoluo's excitement at that moment.

Forcibly suppressing the restless urge to fight within her, she knew that now was not the time for her to intervene.

Lan Susu stared intently at the battle before her, afraid of missing a single detail.

The cold rain leaped high, pressing down on Lan Luoluo like a giant mountain.

This move, "Mount Tai Pressing Down," was so powerful that the floor seemed to tremble slightly.

Instead of retreating, Lan Luoluo advanced, her petite body unleashing astonishing power as she swiftly moved to meet Han Yu's attack.

She actually chose to clash head-on with the power-type Han Yu! Their attacks collided fiercely, producing a series of dull thuds:

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The entire room seemed to be shrouded in a fierce storm.

Lan Susu could feel the air in the room vibrating because of this powerful force. If the room hadn't been so well soundproofed, it probably would have alerted the people outside long ago.

Time passed second by second, but the sounds of fighting in the room showed no signs of abating.

Lan Susu clenched her fists, leaned forward slightly, and a strong fighting desire burned in her heart.

About an hour later, just as Lan Susu was about to lose her temper, the fighting in the room finally stopped.

Lan Luoluo knelt on one knee, her hands supporting her on the ground, her chest heaving violently, clearly indicating that the long battle had greatly exhausted her.

Clearly, they were no match for the cold rain and were defeated.

Han Yu took a deep breath and said, "This is a reward for you. Eat it; it's good for your health."

As she spoke, Han Yu condensed a soul essence brimming with life force and tossed it in front of Lan Luoluo.

Sensing the vibrant soul power, Lan Luoluo didn't hesitate. She opened her small mouth and sucked it in. With a gulp in her throat, the essence of the soul power was swallowed.

As soon as the essence of life force entered her stomach, Lan Luoluo instantly felt her soul force surge, and even her physical attributes improved rapidly.

"It's really true?"

She couldn't believe it. She thought they were just some ordinary rare and precious herbs, but she never expected them to have such a powerful effect.

Han Yu smiled and nodded, then turned to look at Lan Susu, pointing the stick at her, and said:

"Come on, Susu, this is your first time fighting me, so I'll slow down a bit."

"Once you get used to my attack rhythm, I'll gradually speed it up."

Lan Susu nodded, her face slightly flushed, her hands unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt, feeling both nervous and expectant.

Although he had seen Lan Luoluo's battle and had some images in his mind, he still couldn't help but feel his heart race when it was his turn.

She secretly glanced at Lan Luoluo, whose eyes were already lifeless. Seeing her disheveled clothes and messy hair, Lan Susu's anticipation grew even stronger.

Just then, Han Yu slowly walked towards Lan Susu.

When Lan Susu saw Han Yu approaching, she became even more nervous. She subconsciously took a step back, tripped, and almost fell.

Han Yu reacted quickly and reached out to support her.

Lan Susu's body trembled slightly. She looked up and saw the tenderness and encouragement in Han Yu's eyes, which calmed her down a little.

"Hmm~"

As expected, Han Yu's reminder was not without reason.

I have little experience, and even raising my hand and taking a step seem a bit awkward.

In contrast, Han Yu's movements were unusually gentle, each movement seemingly slowed down several times over, as if afraid of frightening her.

"Susu, relax, I'll go slowly."

Han Yu spoke softly, while raising her hand to gently tidy up Lan Susu's slightly messy hair.

As Lan Susu felt the gentle touch of the cold rain, the tension in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by an indescribable anticipation and excitement.

She took a deep breath, tried to relax, and, imitating Han Yu, slowly raised her hands, took a step, and began to move in sync with Han Yu's movements.

Han Yu gripped the staff tightly with both hands, and his soul power flowed into it slowly like a trickle.

Knowing that Lan Susu was still weak, he deliberately slowed down his movements to give her time to react.

Upon seeing this, Lan Susu flicked her long hair, and her black strands coiled around the stick in Han Yu's hand like a serpent.

She let out a sharp cry, and her soul power suddenly erupted. Her originally smooth long hair instantly tightened, trying to lock the stick firmly in place.

Han Yu felt the sudden, immense force coming from the stick, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

He knew that Lan Susu had already used all her strength.

Lan Susu knew in her heart that although she had temporarily controlled Han Yu, it was only because he was showing mercy.

Sure enough, after getting used to Lan Susu's control, Han Yu began to take things seriously.

The stick in his hand lashed out at Lan Susu like a venomous snake striking.

Lan Susu was startled. Before she could react, she felt a tremendous force strike her, and her body involuntarily stiffened.

"Pfft!"

A trickle of blood oozed out, and Lan Susu's face instantly turned pale.

Seeing this, Han Yu's heart tightened, and she quickly withdrew her attack, asking with concern:

"Are you alright, Susu?"

Lan Susu took a deep breath and, enduring the pain, said:

"It's okay, let's continue. I need to become stronger..."

Having said that, she disregarded her injuries and launched another attack.

This time, she took the initiative, her long hair like a wildly dancing python, carrying a sharp wind that tightly wrapped around the cold rain.

Han Yu felt as if the air around her had been sucked out in an instant, making it incredibly difficult to breathe.

He struggled desperately to break free of his restraints, but Lan Susu's control was unexpectedly strong.

Despite being weaker than Han Yu, Lan Susu, as a control-type Soul Master, managed to trap Han Yu despite her best efforts.

Time ticked by, and the two remained locked in this stalemate.

About an hour later, Han Yu sensed that Lan Susu's soul power began to fluctuate and her control was significantly weakened.

He knew his chance had come.

Han Yu took a deep breath, and his soul power suddenly erupted. A white dragon phantom appeared behind him, roaring as it charged toward Lan Susu's soul power restraints.

"puff!"

Lan Susu let out a muffled groan, her body trembling violently, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She helplessly released her hands, collapsed to the ground, and gasped for breath.

Seeing this, Han Yu quickly withdrew her soul power, hurriedly walked to Lan Susu's side, and asked with concern:

Are you alright?

Lan Susu shook her head, indicating that she was fine.

Seeing that her face was pale, Han Yu condensed a ball of soul essence and fed it to her.

After doing all this, he picked up Lan Susu, gently placed her on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.

They've both fallen into a coma; they should get some rest.

Han Yu thought to herself, a relaxed smile on her face, and strode out of the room, closing the door behind her.

"Boss, you've finally decided to give it up?"

Upon seeing Han Yu, Yuan Gungun immediately jumped up from the sofa and rushed over to greet her, winking and making suggestive faces at her.

That expression seemed to say: Boss, did you and your wife have some pleasant conversation?

Han Yu naturally understood his meaning, shook her head helplessly, and glanced at the empty hall, asking, "Where is everyone else? Why are you the only one here?"

"Brother Aotian and the others went downstairs for drinks, saying they didn't want to disturb your rest," Yuan Gungun explained.

"Oh? They're quite sensible." Han Yu raised an eyebrow, then asked, "Did Ning Tian and the others go down too?"

"Yes, they're all downstairs!" Yuan Gungun nodded vigorously.

After a moment's thought, Han Yu said, "In that case, let's go down for a drink. We can see what kind of specialty drinks this largest hotel in Mingdu has."

After saying that, he started walking towards the elevator.

Yuan Gungun naturally followed closely, afraid of falling behind even a step.

The two took the soul-guided elevator to the lobby on the first floor.

As night fell and the city lights came on, the lobby of the Mingyue Hotel was unusually quiet, a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the day.

Han Yu and Yuan Gungun strolled to the lobby bar and found that there were even fewer people there. They were scattered in twos and threes in various corners, talking in hushed tones, creating a quiet and private atmosphere.

Especially at night, the lights in the lobby bar are deliberately dimmed, and each seat is bathed in soft light, adding a touch of mystery and romance.

The moment the two stepped into the lobby bar, they were spotted by the sharp-eyed Long Aotian and his group.

"Han Yu, over here!" Long Aotian spotted Han Yu at a glance and waved enthusiastically.

Han Yu smiled slightly and walked towards their location.

However, as they got closer, Han Yu keenly sensed that something was amiss.

Long Aotian, Ning Tian, ​​Xiao Xiao, and the others all had solemn expressions and flickering eyes, as if they had something on their minds.

"What's going on? What happened?"

Han Yu sat down on the sofa next to Ning Tian, ​​picked up a glass of juice, took a sip, and asked curiously.

Long Aotian didn't answer directly, but instead pointed with his chin behind Han Yu, indicating that he should turn around and look.

Han Yu subtly turned her body slightly to the side, her gaze passing over the crowd and looking toward the noisy corner behind her. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

In a corner not far from them, there was a large wooden table, around which about ten people sat, their laughter and conversation occasionally drifting out.

Two burly middle-aged men were particularly eye-catching, occupying the center of the table as if they were the core of the group.

One had long, bluish-green hair with glittering silver strands, giving him a composed and dignified air; the other had short, brown hair, each strand standing upright like steel needles, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

Beside the two middle-aged men sat seven young men, all dressed in matching black outfits embroidered with golden cloud patterns, highlighting their distinguished status.

Although these seven young men were not as burly as the two middle-aged men, their muscles were still prominent and as hard as rocks, giving them an explosive appearance.

They all had ruddy complexions, bright eyes, and exuded a compelling heroic spirit in every gesture.

At this moment, they were holding wine jars, tilting their heads back and drinking heartily, occasionally letting out hearty laughter, as if they were celebrating something.

If it were just this one group, it wouldn't be too surprising, since it's normal to see some strong groups appearing in such an event.

However, after scanning the crowd, Han Yu was surprised to find Wang Dong'er among them.

Wang Dong'er didn't drink like the others; instead, she sat in a corner, appearing rather quiet.

Her face looked pale, and her eyes were red, as if she had just been crying.

As Han Yu looked over, Wang Dong'er seemed to sense something and looked up at her. Their eyes met in the air, and Han Yu clearly saw the fleeting panic and unease in her eyes.

But after only a moment, she quickly lowered her head, avoiding Han Yu's gaze, and then turned to the burly man with brown hair, acting coquettishly with a look of grievance on her face, as if she were confiding something to him.

The burly man with brown hair was initially very calm, drinking and listening to Wang Dong'er's story. However, with each sentence Wang Dong'er spoke, his face darkened, and his brows furrowed more and more tightly, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

Finally, he slammed his hand on the table with a loud bang, shattering the wine jar in his hand. Then he stood up abruptly and roared:

"This is outrageous! They're making our little Dong'er do the work of servants!"

"Second brother, sit down." Just as everyone thought the brown-haired giant was about to make a move, the blue-haired strongman suddenly spoke. His voice was deep and powerful, carrying an irresistible authority.

"This is the Sun Moon Empire. We can't act recklessly here, and even if we do, we can't go all out, lest we be detected by our superiors."

"Don't act rashly."

The burly man with blue hair moved his lips slightly and transmitted his voice to his second brother.

Haotian Sect?

Han Yu narrowed her eyes slightly. Others might not recognize who these people were, but Han Yu could.

The Azure Bull Python and the Titan Ape are so easily recognizable.

And Wang Dong'er was still there.

But why would the Haotian Sect participate in the competition?

Could it be because of me?

Just as Han Yu was deep in thought.

The disciples of the Haotian Sect were filled with righteous indignation and their emotions were running high.

Tang Hao, who was standing at the front, was even more furious. He slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups jump.

"Dong'er, don't worry, your older brother will definitely stand up for you!"

His voice was booming and resounding, and his eyes burned with fury.

"That kid's name is Han Yu, right? Where is he now? I'll go get revenge for you!"

Tang Hao is the leading figure of the younger generation of the Haotian Sect. Although he is young, he is already a Soul Emperor level expert.

Not long ago, Niu Tian, ​​the sect leader of the Haotian Sect, used some secret technique to help him break through to the Soul Saint realm, and his strength increased by leaps and bounds. (End of this chapter)