Douluo Continent: Transmigrating into Huo Yuhao's world and inheriting the Angel of Time

"Yuhao, there are people lying in ambush ahead."

This was the fifth trouble Huo Yuhao encountered on his way to the Douling Empire.

On average, you'll encounter a group of them every fifty miles.

They're either evil spirit masters or all sorts of ruthless bandits from the bushes.

"First Soul Skill: Mental Detection."

Faced with this situation, Huo Yuhao immediately chose to investigate the other party's location.

Centered on him, scenes within a hundred meters flooded into his mind, giving him a feeling similar to a God's-eye view.

He felt an incredible sense of wonder every time he used it.

In this omniscient state, he easily sensed a person shrouded in black robes lurking behind a rock not far away.

"Sigh!" Huo Yuhao sighed inwardly, counting his steps as he walked.

One step, two steps, three steps…

"Kid, you have a path to the gods but you refuse to take it, you have no way to enter hell but you insist on barging in. Hand over the toll money obediently, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Familiar lines, familiar entrance jump.

"I have no money."

Huo Yuhao spread his hands and pointed to his tattered clothes, clearly indicating that he was a poor man who couldn't even afford to buy new clothes.

"Heh, if that's how it is..."

"Then I'll rob some things too."

Before the other person could finish speaking, Huo Yuhao interrupted.

It's always the same routine, isn't it annoying?

"You…" The robber stared wide-eyed at the boy in disbelief, saying, "How did you know what I was going to say?"

You'll get used to it.

"What do you mean?"

"You have five seconds left before your head rolls to the ground."

"You bastard, I..."

Five seconds are up.

A powerful soul skill flew in from the horizon.

With a loud bang, the robber in front of him was instantly reduced to a pile of skin fragments.

"Little one, are you alright?"

A young man dressed in Shrek Academy uniform landed in front of him and asked with a worried expression.

"I'm fine."

Huo Yuhao forced a smile.

He really wanted to know if Tang San didn't think things through when arranging the script.

How many times has this happened?

Is it always Shrek who comes to the rescue?

Moreover, the dialogue was too perfunctory, showing a complete lack of focus.

Also, he walked along the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest. Your Shrek Academy is so far away from here, how come you're always in this area?

Is this the same kind of appearance every time?

He's tired of it.

"It's alright, that's good. It's dangerous here. Did you really not know it was dangerous here?"

"Forget it, why don't you come back to Shrek with me? It's safe there."

Familiar PUA, familiar core.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao wished he could just shoot the other side.

Shrek, Shrek, why is it always Shrek?

Is this Douluo Continent or Shrek Continent?

"Don't worry about it, my home is nearby."

Huo Yuhao felt so tired.

After a forced struggle, we finally managed to leave this place.

"Thump!"

He hadn't walked ten miles when a book fell from the sky and hit him squarely on the head.

The words "Tang Clan Secret Manual" are clearly written on it.

Even before Huo Yuhao could even open the book, a perfectly timed gust of wind blew by, and the book was directly opened by him.

It clearly reads "Mysterious Heaven Divine Skill, Title Guaranteed".

Ghostly Shadows, Jade Hand, Purple Demon Eye, the world's strongest hidden weapon making and techniques... all appeared before his eyes.

"The intention is way too obvious!"

Huo Yuhao really didn't know what to say about this.

Is this a case of trying to do things secretly when the open methods don't work?

"Yuhao, this technique is quite amazing."

Tianmeng in the Sea of ​​Spirit also noticed the changes outside and said with some surprise, "The Seven Meridians and Six Channels sound very advanced. This is like a pie falling from the sky!"

Although they encountered many hardships along the way.

But for some reason, I'm always very lucky.

And here comes yet another incredible stroke of divine favor?

"Brother Tianmeng, this thing of unknown origin might be poisonous, let's just forget about it." Huo Yuhao explained to Tianmeng and then stepped directly on the technique.

People in ancient times generally liked to show off one skill while keeping another hidden.

Just like in the original novel, Huo Yuhao obtained the complete version of his cultivation techniques from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

It's conceivable that this technique might be an incomplete version like Tang Ya's.

In fact, the Douluo Continent may not even exist in its entirety.

If he actually studies it, he will definitely fall into Tang Shenwang's trap.

"Fortunately, we're not far from the Douling Empire."

Huo Yuhao took out a map, glanced at the distance, and realized it was less than a hundred li away.

Almost there. If all goes well, we should be able to reach the border the day after tomorrow.

"You're right, I also feel there might be a problem." Tianmeng listened to what Huo Yuhao said and felt that it made a lot of sense.

The things you pick up randomly are either broken or well-known junk; they might even be things that have been deliberately destroyed.

The man and the insect walked away casually.

Only the Tang Clan's secret manual remained, which made him so angry that he set it on fire.

It may have never been so speechless.

This is a technique that can lead to godhood, yet some people reject it outright?

.........

Huo Yuhao, who had just traveled ten miles, encountered another checkpoint.

Suddenly, a disheveled, filthy beggar appeared out of nowhere, praising him with astonishment, "Young brother, I see you have extraordinary talent, a peerless genius. Would you be interested in joining my Tang Clan?"

"Sorry, I've never heard of it."

Huo Yuhao simply walked around him and turned to leave.

Only the desperate old man remained, stamping his feet in frustration.

Ten more miles passed.

"Kid, this mountain is mine..."

It's another classic scene of being wiped out, and Shrek Academy students appear.

With his silver tongue, Huo Yuhao managed to escape.

Ten more miles passed.

This time it's different.

A middle-aged man carrying a large sledgehammer appeared in the distance.

"Kid, I heard you're pretty arrogant. How about you have a go at your Uncle Tang?" The newcomer rubbed his hands together, and the sound of his hammer cutting through the air was clearly quite loud as he swung it, indicating that he was quite strong.

"I surrender."

Huo Yuhao decisively raised his hands in surrender.

He had long since figured out the routines along the way.

The other party wants to lure him into a trap, but cannot force him.

As long as he sticks to his guns, nothing will happen.

"Coward." The other person cursed angrily, looking down at him with a superior tone, and said, "Since you admit defeat, then come with me."

"What are you going to do if I don't leave?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao frowned, his right hand resting behind his back, the Type 1871 rifle quietly in his palm.

It seems the other party is going to force themselves on us.

It seems they've changed their tactics and are planning to forcefully put the rope on the person.

"If you don't come with me, you have no choice!"

The other party snorted coldly, raised his sledgehammer, and charged straight at them.

"Zfkfk: The Seventh Bullet"

With a flick of his wrist, Huo Yuhao conjured a mysterious and enormous clock behind him, unleashing an invisible wave that seemed to rise like a deity held high in the blue sky.

Mysterious and powerful, it sends chills down your spine.

Without the slightest hesitation, Huo Yuhao aimed directly at the opponent and fired a bullet.

The trick that had always worked perfectly in the past was completely ineffective this time.

The opponent seemed to know his skills, easily dodging his bullets with a backflip and a leap. The five spirit rings on his body, yellow, purple, and black, shimmered with a special light.

To prevent him from launching a second attack, the opponent even retreated dozens of meters away.

"It seems that the power of time is not omnipotent."

"Especially since our own development is less than one-thousandth of what it was, otherwise the other party wouldn't have noticed."

"This is tricky."