Douluo Continent: Transmigrated as Qian Renxue's follower, forced to become a god

Chapter 59 I Can't Explode Rings

This is Ghost Leopard Douluo's eighth soul skill. It is very strong. Each time it is used, it will draw one-fifth of his current level 94 soul power. Each time it is used, it will increase the damage caused by this skill by 20%.

However, he rarely used it.

Because he's too fast, so fast that sometimes he misses his target and might even accidentally injure himself.

Ghost Leopard and Demon Bear Douluo are two elders whom Qian Daoliu highly regards, and are the most likely to become enshrined elders.

Qian Daoliu once told these two that when Ghost Leopard Douluo was no longer so blind, and when Demon Bear Douluo was able to control his rage and ferocity, they might be able to break through to a higher realm.

Ghost Leopard Douluo used his eighth soul skill five times, each time on the arms of one of the five elders.

Although he didn't have a clone-type soul skill, Ghost Leopard Douluo's high speed created a series of afterimages as he unleashed five claw strikes in a very short time.

Starting with the Seventh Elder and continuing to the Second Elder, their right arms were torn off.

Among them, the Fifth Elder, who was at level 91 and had the lowest cultivation level, died directly. Ironically, this was because the Sixth Elder was gone, so the Seventh Elder did not choose to take over after his cultivation level surpassed that of the Fifth Elder.

"ah--!"

The elders whose right arms had been torn off cried out in pain.

Tang Xiao, who had been under Qian Daoliu's watchful eye, couldn't help but shout, "Don't go too far!"

"What? You can only let the titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect smash Dugu Bo's legs, but you can't let Dugu Bo's friends avenge him?" Ling Yuan Douluo smiled.

"Damn it, I already said, those things weren't done by the Clear Sky Sect! They weren't done by the Clear Sky Sect!" Seventh Elder, Blazing Sun Douluo, couldn't help but curse, "It's all that bastard Tang Hao's fault!"

Because they lost an arm, and it was their right arm used to summon their martial spirit, their strength was greatly reduced.

"That wretched child! He courted death outside, not only angering the previous Tang Tian Sect Master to death, but now he's bringing trouble to the sect!"

Now, it wasn't just the Seventh Elder cursing Tang Hao anymore; the other second-generation disciples, who were of the same generation as Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, also joined in the cursing.

The reality was cruel. The disciples of the Clear Sky Sect realized that their elders were no match for the Spirit Hall, so they stopped cursing the Spirit Hall members, fearing that the ever-watchful Angel Legion might attack them.

Therefore, they pointed the finger at Tang Hao.

"That wretched Tang Hao, why did he have to go and seduce a 100,000-year-old soul beast? In the end, he was hunted down by the Spirit Hall!" Tang Renchuan, a second-generation disciple, roared angrily.

"You've hooked up with it but can't protect it. If you ask me, it's better to give it to Brother Tang Xiao!" Tang Ridi, a second-generation scion, roared angrily.

"And they still had to be so reckless as to provoke the Spirit Hall, ultimately bringing the Spirit Hall's... experts to the ancestral land!" Tang Jingwei, a second-generation disciple, glanced cautiously at Qian Daoliu before immediately changing his words.

"Putting everything else aside, just the fact that he angered Sect Master Tang Tian to death is enough for him to return to the sect and receive punishment!" The head of the Punishment Pavilion of Haotian Sect declared righteously.

"..."

"Oh, there are even soul bones." Ghost Leopard Douluo returned to a distant mountain peak, looking at the five severed arms in his hands with amusement. Among them were three glittering soul bones, two of which were ten thousand years old, and one should be around eight thousand years old.

"When I fought Tang Chen, he used a move called the Great Sumeru Hammer, using the energy from the exploding rings to fight me." Qian Daoliu looked calmly at Tang Xiao, whose eyes were already red, and then said, "I won't bully you. Use that secret technique and fight me. If you can break through my defense, I will retreat immediately."

Qian Daoliu's meaning was clear. It was like when, many years ago, the elder of Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, came to the Spirit Hall to challenge Qian Daoliu, but the old man used his angelic soul power to forcefully block nine "kill" words... and that was it.

"you--"

Tang Xiao wished he could roar to the sky, "You've killed one of my five elders and broken the arms of the other four. Now you're telling me to give me a chance?"

"What, you don't dare?" Qian Daoliu looked at Tang Xiao with disdain.

"Bullying the weak, what kind of gentleman are you!" Tang Xiao said angrily.

"Oh? So the Clear Sky Sect also considered the issue of bullying the weak when they were smashing the Spirit Hall?" Qian Daoliu's eyes turned cold.

He was truly heartbroken!

Those branch halls that helped commoners awaken their martial souls and provided monthly benefits to soul masters were destroyed.

Now he's getting more and more annoyed with the Haotian Sect, like he's dealing with a bratty kid who needs to be beaten.

However, the real reason is actually—

"No one in the Haotian Sect knows how to use the Great Sumeru Hammer's Ring-Exploding Secret Technique!" the Seventh Elder roared. "This is a unique secret technique that our sect only passes down to one person per generation. Sect Master Tang Tian taught this move to Tang Hao, and that brat ran away without saying a word!"

Qian Daoliu: "..."

"puff--"

This time, the Demon-Slaying Douluo, who had just finished beating the brat with an iron rod, couldn't hold back and couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Xiao said angrily.

"I remembered something happy." Demon-Slaying Douluo stroked his Panlong Staff.

"What's making you happy?"

"I think I just... mmm..."

Just as Demon-Slaying Douluo was about to say that he had also mastered a secret technique, Thousand-Pound Douluo covered his mouth.

"What are you doing now?" Tang Xiao glared angrily at Qianjun Douluo. "Is this how you act as an older brother? You won't even let your younger brother speak?"

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

"Ahem—no." Qianjun Douluo straightened up and said, "My brother and I have a very good relationship. At least we can eat under the same roof and play whack-a-mole in front of the same mouse hole."

"A rat hole?" Tang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then his face turned purple with anger.

"Behold my Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!" Tang Xiao roared, and then swung the Haotian Hammer in his hand.

"Great Elder, should I go and interrupt him?" Demon Bear Douluo asked solemnly in the shared mental connection between Title Douluos.

"No," Qian Daoliu said coldly. "Let him wield it. Our shared mental abilities can be used for probing. Let me see where this thing's weakness lies."

Tang Xiao couldn't help but roar, unleashing the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, which his Haotian Sect was so proud of. Invisible energy gathered on the hammer, gradually transforming into the prototype of an energy black dragon.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

The hammer swung faster and faster, and in Qian Daoliu's eyes, it was as if golden lava was flowing. Tang Xiao never expected that the other party would take this opportunity to reverse the trajectory of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!

"Almost there." Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered. "Have you all memorized the sequence of the first seventy-two hammer blows?"

"Understood," the other worshippers and elders replied.

"Alright, remember to write it down when you get back, and then have the Spirit Hall's research institute study it carefully." Qian Daoliu withdrew from the mental sharing at this moment.

Then, he reached out and released a vast and powerful angelic soul force, carrying almost inexhaustible divine power, which directly slowed down the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique that was in operation!

He wanted to see the final nine logics of the dance himself!

"Haotian Hammer!"

Tang Xiao glared menacingly at Qian Daoliu.

"Disheveled! Cloak! Wind!"

The eighty-first hammer blow has been completed!

"I'm an old man with a weak heart, don't scare me."

Qian Daoliu's calm voice rang out, followed by a series of "bang bang" sounds.

Tang Xiao was blown away by the sudden, powerful force of the fist, and the black energy dragon was also blasted into dust.

"Bang—"

Tang Xiao flew backward, smashing another mountaintop to pieces.

I've been a bit tired these past few days. I'll stick to my normal 4000 daily progress for now. Once the Haotian Sect's conquest is over, I'll return to the story of Xiaoxue and Xiaoshiyue.