Douluo: I am a rotten beast, I will become stronger if I accept disciples

"what!"

As Tang San's arm was pulled away, a piercing pain suddenly erupted.

He turned his head to look, and his right arm was empty, with only blood gushing out like a fountain.

After this period of fighting, Tang San experienced the taste of death for the first time.

Even though Oscar's aura had plummeted to rock bottom, the dangerous aura only intensified, enveloping him completely.

Hearing Tang San's screams, everyone suddenly came to their senses.

Everyone was stunned to see Tang San with his right arm missing and blood splattered everywhere.

"How is this possible? Tang San's arm was severed in an instant?!"

"He is the successor of two divine positions, the strongest among the three gods!"

"Is this the foundation of the Heavenly Dragon Empire—Lan Minghua's disciple?!"

Tang San ignored everyone's surprise, with only one thought in his mind.

run!
Run!

Run quickly!
Under everyone's astonished gazes, Tang San, utterly lacking in decorum, used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps, leaving trails of afterimages as he fled into the distance.

Oscar chuckled softly, "Too late to leave now!"

As he spoke, he loosened his index and middle fingers.

The sword light of the second and third swords suddenly shot out from the fist.

Although the two sword lights were shot out one after the other, they approached Tang San at almost the same time.

A chill that shot straight to the top of his head suddenly swept over him, and Tang San could only rely on his extremely strong will to survive to barely deviate from his body.

"Hey!"

Two sword lights struck Tang San simultaneously. One sword severed Tang San's left leg, while the other sword passed right through his abdomen.

If he hadn't forcibly shifted his body, the third sword would have severed him at the waist.

Although the two sword strikes did not kill Tang San, he had huge wounds on his left leg and abdomen, with blood gushing out uncontrollably.

"Oscar, are you really going to go this far and kill us all?!"

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and roared.

However, he completely forgot how he had just tried to kill Oscar.

If Oscar hadn't been so capable, he would have been a dead man long ago.

Now that he's facing the threat of death, he's started yelling and screaming.

Oscar chuckled softly, not rushing to answer, but silently gathering his strength.

Although he could execute the Five-Finger Fist Heart Sword technique, it was only a basic technique and required time to master.

If Tang San had fearlessly charged at Oscar after the first sword strike, he might have had a sliver of a chance of winning.

But all of this was because he was afraid of death, which squandered his last chance of victory.

After a breath, Oscar slowly spoke: "Tang San, today it's either you or me, why waste time on these useless words?"

"No, no, everything is still negotiable!" Tang San said repeatedly. "As long as you let me go, I promise I will never cause you any trouble again!"

Oscar narrowed his eyes, looked at Tang San calmly, and sneered, "Your father and sister both died at the hands of my master? Is there any room for negotiation on that?"

"Besides, if you don't cause trouble for our Heavenly Dragon Empire, what about the rest of you? Don't forget, you're not the only one among you with god-level combat power. Can you represent them?"

Tang San raised his left hand and said confidently, "Of course I can represent them. As long as you let me go, I will kill them with my own hands and guarantee that they will not cause you any trouble in the future!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of the Spirit Hall, the Seagod Island, and the Star Luo Empire allied forces turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

They thought that if they followed Tang San to conquer the Tianlong Empire and ultimately won, even if they couldn't eat meat, they could still have a couple of sips of soup.

Unexpectedly, Tang San was willing to attack them in order to save his own life!

They gritted their teeth, staring intently at Tang San, wishing they could eat his flesh and skin him alive.

However, they only dared to mutter these things to themselves.

There's nothing we can do; that's just how our strength is.

Just then, Tang San suddenly launched an attack.

"Oscar, you should just die!"

The Trident of Poseidon, which Tang San had just tossed up with his right arm, landed squarely on Oscar's back. Suddenly, it burst forth with a blinding light, transforming into a streak of blood-red light that pierced straight toward Oscar's back.

"Oscar, watch out!" Zhu Zhuqing warned him with eyes blazing with fury and her voice filled with anguish.

However, Oscar's expression remained calm and indifferent.

He neither dodged nor evaded, but simply released his ring finger and unleashed the fourth sword of the Five Fingers Heart Sword!

The sword light was many times faster than the trident of Poseidon, straight and swift.

Tang San had barely seen the sword light when it pierced through his body, leaving a large gash in his chest, and his internal organs were nowhere to be seen.

With a loud "whoosh," he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly plummeted to rock bottom.

If it weren't for the two divine powers he possessed, he would have died long ago.

At this moment, Oscar was also in bad shape. The trident of Poseidon pierced his back, the spearhead protruding through his body, with traces of blood.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, but still maintained the five-finger fist and heart sword posture.

Oscar suddenly looked up at the sky, staring at Lan Minghua's figure, and shouted, "Master, watch how my final sword strike compares to yours!"

Lan Minghua didn't act nonchalantly; he said seriously, "Then let me take a look!"

After saying that, he glanced indifferently at the gods in the divine realm. If any of them dared to interfere, he would spare no effort to kill them with a single blow!
The five great god-kings looked horrified. Although they felt aggrieved, none of them dared to move.

Oscar looked down at Tang San, a slight smile on his lips. "Tang San, this ends here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he loosened his last little finger, unleashing the fifth strike of the Five-Finger Fist Heart Sword technique.

"Buzz!"

The sword light seemed to traverse the river of time, and all things in the world stopped moving at that moment, with only this sword light moving forward alone.

The allied forces were furious. Although Tang San had said some things that were unfavorable to them, there was one thing they had to admit.

That is, Tang San, who holds two godhoods, is the strongest among them.

If he dies, the allied forces will undoubtedly be defeated!

Unfortunately, the sword light was too fast, so fast that no one could see it, let alone stop it.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot. At this moment, even if he wanted to, he was powerless and could only watch the sword light approach.

"Hey!"

With a soft thud, Tang San's head was tossed high into the air, his head severed from his body.

Tang San, the God King Tang, died in battle.

Oscar couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on one knee in the air, coughing incessantly.

He won this battle.

The morale of the allied forces plummeted as a result, and even Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were affected.

He ultimately died under the combined fire of the Tianlong Empire's forces.

The battle ended with a resounding victory for the Heavenly Dragon Empire.

The realm of gods was silent at this moment; their scheme, which had been brewing for years, had gone completely awry.

Given the current situation, there is absolutely no way to force Lan Minghua to ascend to heaven.

Oscar was helped up by Zhu Zhuqing, but instead of resting immediately, he looked up at the sky and said loudly:
"Having endured fifty-four tribulations, the tribulation clouds..."

Before he could speak, a slipper came flying through the air and hit Oscar squarely in the face.

Lan Minghua, his face dark, cursed, "What kind of tribulations have you gone through? If you keep plagiarizing, believe me, I'll shove your head down the ground!"

Oscar scratched his head, embarrassed, and said, "Ahem, Master, I was just trying to lighten the mood, wasn't I? So, do I deserve to follow behind you now?"

As Lan Minghua's eldest disciple, he knew that Lan Minghua's greatest enemy was the divine realm.

Anyone there possesses strength no less than Tang San's, and the fact that he killed Tang San proves that he had a chance.

Lan Minghua retorted, "Do you still remember what I told you four years ago? When you become a Title Douluo, you'll see me as a mere speck in the clear sky. Young man, now I'll show you my true strength."

Upon hearing this, the gods of the divine realm were on high alert.

Lan Minghua raised his hand high as if it were a sword, his sword aura contained within him.

"Watch closely, this sword strike will cleave the Heavenly Gate!" (End of Chapter)