Douluo: Did you move Danta here?

Chapter 549 Tang San vs. King of Slaughter

After all, he was a man with two divine positions. Even though the little angel had become a god, the battle between the two still ended with Ningbei's victory.

However, some words that Ningbei unintentionally uttered during the battle instantly caught the little angel's attention.

"I roughly understand what the glowing soul bone is all about, but can you explain to me what this cat toy is all about?"

Feeling the mischievous little hand on her waist, Ning Bei cursed herself inwardly for not being able to control her mouth, but the little angel's divine test was already complete, and there were some things she would find out sooner or later anyway, so there was no need to worry about whether she would say it sooner or later.

Ning Bei recounted Zhu Zhuqing's situation to the little angel, but the expected outburst of anger did not occur, which instead left Ning Bei bewildered.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Hmph, what's the use of getting angry? Does that mean you can abandon her?"

"Forehead"

"That vile woman can eat it herself, but she has to share it. I'll teach her a lesson next time I see her."

With a disgruntled look at the smirking Ning Bei, the little angel sighed and said:
"The way that little cat girl looked at you during the Soul Master Competition was unusual. Now you've got what you wanted!"

"Tell me, who else is our Ice Goddess's target? Give me a sneak peek beforehand."

Ning Bei thought to herself that a woman's intuition was truly terrifying, predicting so early on what would happen between her and the kitten. But this was clearly not the time to be smug, so our Ice God quickly put on a flattering smile.

"It won't happen again. I have you all."

"Oh? I really feel sorry for that little rabbit. You know, the way it looked at you was even weirder than a kitten's!"

"Forehead"

Cold sweat kept seeping from Ning Bei's forehead. He had never seen this kind of atmosphere before, and he was at a loss for what to do.

Seeing that the incredibly powerful man was so afraid of her, the little angel finally showed a satisfied smile.

"Hmph, take it easy. If you really annoy me, I might just leave you."

"Haha. No, no."

Seeing that the matter was over, Ning Bei breathed a sigh of relief and slowly got dressed under the other party's look of disdain.

"Would you like to come back to the sect with me?"

“Let’s go back together. Now that the Divine Exam is over, I don’t need to stay in the Spirit Hall for the time being. After I say goodbye to my grandfather and that woman, I’ll return with you. I also need to sort out the affairs of the Heaven Dou Empire again.”

A fake is still a fake. Although Qian Renxue's stand-in completed the mission in a decent manner, over the years, quite a few ambitious people have developed rebellious intentions.

Although the little angel is still undergoing assessment at the Spirit Hall, he still keeps up with news from the Heaven Dou Empire. Now that he has returned, he must get rid of all these parasites.

She doesn't want the territory she conquered to benefit others, even though she doesn't really care about these things.

Unlike Qian Renxue, who had Ning Bei and Qian Daoliu protecting her all the way, Tang San, who was in the City of Slaughter, could only rely on himself.

Having mastered the art of throwing weapons, he decided not to delay any longer and, under Black Rose's guidance, successfully met the King of Slaughter.

"King of Plague, having successfully traversed the Road to Hell, why do you return to the City of Slaughter?"

"And yet they're acting so recklessly here, do they completely disregard me?"

The King of Slaughter's dark gray skin was covered with bizarre bat tattoos, and his tattered black scales were stained with blood, giving them eerie metallic rust. His scarlet eyes were now fixed on Tang San, who had just arrived, and his words were filled with icy coldness. The man before him exuded killing intent and majesty, and his bloodthirsty aura was even stronger than Tang San's. If he could, Tang San truly did not want to be his enemy, but the contents of the Divine Trial had already been released, and Tang San had no choice but to grasp at this only straw.

"Whether we take it seriously or not is another matter. Tang San came here this time to retrieve something."

"Oh? Tell me, if you are willing to submit to me, everything is negotiable."

Seeing that Tang San had something to ask for, the King of Slaughter restrained his murderous intent, but his desire to take Tang San as his subordinate had not faded.

Upon hearing this, Tang San's lips curled into a cold smile, and arrogant words followed.

"All I ask for is your life, please be lenient."

"call out."

The moment Tang San finished speaking, the King of Slaughter made a move. A pair of bat wings swept through the air and instantly arrived beside Tang San.

"You want to take my life? Let's see if you have the guts, young man!"

With his pupils contracting, Tang San, unable to react in time, could only instinctively roll to the side. A series of shattering sounds rang out, and when Tang San turned around, he found that a deep pit had appeared where he had just been standing, and the tip of half of the King of Slaughter's bat wing was stuck in the center of the pit.

Not daring to be careless in the slightest, Tang San quickly grasped the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. The seven purple spirit rings looked particularly peculiar, which puzzled the King of Slaughter.

"Are you an idiot or are your elders idiots? You added seven thousand-year soul rings to a perfectly good Clear Sky Hammer martial soul?"

"Hmph, that's none of your business. Just hand over your life!"

Tang San, whose sore spot had been touched, immediately revealed a ferocious expression, and his eyes turned as blood-red as the King of Slaughter's.

He was very resentful, speaking as if he were happy to have seven purple soul rings attached to him.

There's no point in talking when you can't see eye to eye. Since Tang San doesn't know what's good for him, he won't be polite anymore. Even if he can't kill Tang San, he'll make sure that Tang San never dares to act recklessly in front of him again.

"Die, you brat, Crimson Thorn!"

Blood-red light condensed into two sharp spikes on either side of the King of Slaughter's bat wings, and at the same time, he charged towards Tang San once again.

With the help of the Purple Demon Eye and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps, Tang San's body quickly twisted into a strange arc, quietly dodging the King of Slaughter's extremely fast piercing attack.

But as the two figures passed each other, Tang San saw a clear smile on the other's lips, which set off alarm bells in Tang San's mind.

As expected, when the two separated again, Tang San felt some of his blood drain away. He raised his head and looked solemnly at the King of Slaughter opposite him.

"It even has the ability to suck blood."

"Hmph, so what if you know? Even if you can dodge the fatal attack, you can't dodge this bloodthirsty method. Just accept your fate, brat."

Tang San, who hadn't yet used his skills, certainly couldn't just sit and wait to die. He awkwardly dodged the King of Slaughter's attacks. It wasn't until half an hour later that Tang San felt his blood volume drop to a critical level. If he continued, he would become a dried-up corpse.

After thinking for a few seconds, Tang San's eyes rolled back and he fell straight backward, but he managed to regain his senses just before hitting the ground, steadied himself, and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"Hahaha, can't you handle it, you brat?"

"I really don't know where you got the courage to stand in front of me."

(End of this chapter)