Battle Through the Heavens: Transmigrating into Douluo Continent, Forging an Emperor with Gods!

Chapter 139 Cat and Mouse

Hearing that call he had imagined countless times, Tang San trembled with excitement, his gaze fixed on that figure, his joy almost bursting from his chest.

He didn't mistake someone else for someone else!

In stark contrast to his excitement was...

Xiao Wu felt all the gazes around her focused on her. All the aura and "prestige" she had created seemed to be torn apart and infinitely lowered by this unexpected cry of "Mom".

Not to mention the indescribable shame that followed! It was so shameful!

Last time, he was surrounded by his own people, Da Ming, Er Ming, and Xiao Yan, but now none of them are around.

She was surrounded by strangers, and she was so young; the word "mother" was far too heavy for her.

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up as she scrutinized the stunning woman in pink with even greater interest. She then glanced at the plain-looking Tang San, her amusement growing even stronger.

Even such a beautiful mother couldn't improve her genes; her son looks so ordinary—it seems that mother is definitely not good-looking. Precisely because of her unremarkable appearance, she wants to see him in person even more.

"Mom, look at me! I haven't let you down! I'm only 12 years old, and I'm already at level 30!"

Tang San couldn't wait to show off his skills, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement and pride. He then blurted out his deepest desire, "This talent—I—can I go see Xiao Wu now?"

His face was full of anticipation.

See Xiao Wu ————

Xiao Wu's face involuntarily darted away, her mind racing, and she instantly found an excuse, "Little... Little San, it's good that you have the intention, but level 30 is still too low—"

She tried to sound regretful, and at the same time reached out and gently pushed Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silent beside her, forward as a ready-made "shield".

"Sorry, mistress, look at her."

Xiao Wu gestured for Tang San to look at Zhu Zhuqing, then looked at him. Both of them had a look of bewildered surprise in their eyes. "Don't let her age fool you, she's actually younger than you, and her soul power level is higher than yours. And she's just the weakest among us."

Tang San's gaze subconsciously shifted to the silent girl in black. She stood tall and straight, exuding a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.

Her age—was she still young?

Not only him, but also the people around him, Zhao Wuji, Li Yusong, Ning Rongrong, all turned their gazes to Zhu Zhuqing. How could the worst and the genius be connected?

Xiao Wu breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw that the attention had shifted.

Zhu Zhuqing met Tang San's scrutinizing gaze. Her cat-like eyes were devoid of emotion. She was completely powerless to resist and was merely a pawn in the game being played with by the person in front of her.

At the same time, two yellow and one purple soul rings silently appeared beneath her feet. Although her level 31 soul power fluctuations were not as flamboyant as Dai Mubai's, they were solid and stable!

12 years old, level 31!

But, the worst?!

Tang San's eyes widened in surprise.

He believed himself to be exceptionally talented, and that it was only by combining his twin martial souls with the Xuan Tian Gong that he was able to reach level 30 at the age of 12.

If this girl in front of me is really even younger than my "mother" says—how could such talent possibly exist?!

Through years of study and practice, he has gained a clear understanding of the rules of this world and his own talents.

He broke all the long-standing records in Douluo Continent, so how could someone easily surpass him and be called the "worst"?

If that's the case, wouldn't the history of this continent become a joke?

Mom—could she be making up an excuse to lie to him?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Xiao Wu's voice came through, "And—that's not all. I saw it the day before yesterday; you couldn't even beat that sick cat—"

At this point, a somewhat indescribable expression appeared on Xiao Wu's face.

Tang San's gaze followed her words and fell on Dai Mubai, whose expression had darkened slightly, not far away.

That scene—was actually witnessed?

Mom, she really has been watching over me all along!

But after a brief moment of joy, his mood became slightly heavy again.

Indeed, without using Tang Sect hidden weapons, he would have almost no chance of winning against the owner of the top-tier beast martial soul, the White Tiger, and with a soul power level of 37.

However, if I use all my skills except for hidden weapons, I am not without a fighting chance—it's a 50/50 chance!

"But saying all this could mean—"

Tang San couldn't help but speak, but Xiao Wu interrupted him again.

"But she can win."

Xiao Wu pushed Zhu Zhuqing forward another step.

Zhu Zhuqing paused for a moment, then clenched her palms slightly. She wasn't entirely confident of victory against Dai Mubai, but she wanted to try, for herself and to prove something.

"Her?" Tang San looked at the girl in black in front of him. It wasn't that he was contemptuous, but he really didn't feel the kind of pressure that a strong person should have from her. She was even less imposing than when he faced the White Tiger Martial Soul that day.

My suspicions about my mother grew stronger.

"Even if you don't believe me, I know it."

"But facts will prove everything!"

Xiao Wu pulled Zhu Zhuqing back in front of her, making her face Dai Mubai directly. She wanted to end this as soon as possible.

What if Xiao Yan returns and sees this scene—

I'm sure I'll get yelled at!

"Hurry up and finish him off! You're in no condition to fail now." Xiao Wu quickly encouraged them, pushing the two back into their fighting positions.

Zhao Wuji and Li Yusong saw this but did not say anything to stop it, as this was part of the fourth test.

This conversation drew everyone's attention, who were intently watching the scene. Despite the apparent difference in soul power levels and the seemingly varying quality of martial souls, it didn't look like a match that could be won.

"I told you before, I would go easy on you!"

"White Tiger, possess me!!"

Seeing that everyone's attention was completely focused on him, Dai Mubai suppressed his inner displeasure and maintained his composure. As soon as he finished speaking, his soul power surged, and the White Tiger Martial Soul fiercely possessed him! His body suddenly swelled up, and white fur mixed with black tiger stripes emerged from under his skin, with a clear "King" character pattern appearing on his forehead!

His hands transformed into sharp claws, gleaming coldly, and three spirit rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—rose from beneath his feet, with the third spirit ring suddenly flashing brightly!

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Dai Mubai roared, his body swelled up again, his muscles bulged, and his aura surged instantly! Although he spoke politely, he directly used his strongest soul skill, clearly intending to end the battle quickly with an absolute difference in strength and save face!

"The Netherworld Cat has possessed me."

Zhu Zhuqing remained completely calm and silently recited a phrase.

But unlike before, this time, the black cat ears were more upright and agile, and the cat tail extending from the tailbone was long and powerful, swaying gently.

Yellow, yellow, purple!

Three spirit rings rose up, among which the purple spirit ring was particularly deep in color, carrying a faint, unusual fluctuation.

Dai Mubai roared, his feet stomping, the ground trembling slightly. He moved like a white lightning bolt, his fierce aura carrying him straight towards Zhu Zhuqing! The white tiger's claws tore through the air!

A glint flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. Just as Dai Mubai lunged forward, her figure suddenly blurred, like a drop of ink falling into water, instantly dissipating and merging into the interlacing light and shadow on the ground, leaving no trace!

Where are they?

A look of doubt flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes, and the next moment, a sharp chill came from his back!