Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Tang San's Xuan Tian Gong was operating wildly within his body, pouring his soul power into it without reservation.

The power of this attack was enough to pierce through a Soul King who possessed defensive Soul Skills.

The Haotian Sect disciples around them all stopped in their tracks, their faces showing expressions of anticipation for a good show.

ended.

Trapped by the ten-thousand-year-old soul skill Blue Silver Cage, he then faces this fatal shot.

The only fate for that man in black robes was to be riddled with thorns and then turn into a puddle of pus in the deadly poison.

Chapter 285 Tang San: I Will Never Let the Sect Be Shamed Again

"die."

Tang San uttered a single word.

The Blue Silver Overlord Spear in his hand transformed into a black lightning bolt, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, heading straight for the black-robed man in the cage in the back of the heart.

This shot was swift, accurate, and ruthless, without any fancy moves, aiming straight for the vital point.

On the verge of losing consciousness, Yushan saw that black beam of death.

He closed his eyes in despair.

however.

The expected piercing sound did not occur.

Not even the hem of the black-robed man's robe was lifted.

Yu Xiaoheng remained squatting on the ground, his hand, which emitted a purple-gold halo, still firmly pressed against Yu Shan's chest.

He didn't even turn around.

Just as the Blue Silver Overlord Spear was about to touch his back...

"boom--"

A burst of golden-red flames erupted from Yu Xiaoheng's body without warning.

That wasn't ordinary fire.

The flames did not scatter, but instead formed a precisely hemispherical shield that enveloped him and Yushan.

The seemingly indestructible ten-thousand-year-old soul skill, Blue Silver Cage, was like a candle meeting a red-hot iron the moment it touched the golden-red flames.

It didn't even have time to emit smoke before it vaporized.

The Blue Silver Overlord Spear, which contained Tang San's ultimate killing blow, crashed headlong into the golden-red flame shield.

The spear, powerful enough to pierce through metal and stone, began to crumble inch by inch the moment it entered the flames.

The toxins were completely burned away.

The tough plant fibers turned into fly ash.

The immense life energy condensed within it was directly devoured and assimilated by the domineering golden-red flames before it even had a chance to erupt.

The heatwave was intense.

Centered on Yu Xiaoheng, the vegetation within a ten-meter radius instantly withered, curled, and turned to ashes.

But Yu Shan, who was being protected beneath him, felt no heat at all; instead, he felt the warm current protecting his heart meridian was even more gentle.

Yu Xiaoheng slowly stood up.

At this moment, Yushan's heart pulse has temporarily stabilized.

"That's all there is to it."

opposite.

Tang San maintained his spear-throwing posture, his pupils instantly contracting.

His decisive blow...

It was actually blocked by the opponent without even using any soul skills, just by using the flames released from their soul power to protect themselves... with such ease?

how can that be!

That flame...

The Haotian Sect disciples, who had just been laughing and joking, instantly froze.

The heatwave churned in the air.

The grass on the ground was carbonized, and black ash swirled in the air currents.

Yushan's one eye widened as he stared at the golden-red fire shield.

Did the person faint?

Is it blocked?

That's Tang San's signature killing move!

Even if I were at my peak, even if I used my dragon form, I would probably be pierced through by a single spear.

But the man in black robes in front of them didn't move an inch.

"This……"

The mocking smiles on the faces of several Haotian Sect disciples were still there, but the fear in their eyes was already overflowing, making them look quite comical.

"How could it not even move?"

Someone swallowed hard, their voice hoarse.

That's Tang San's senior brother!

Tang San remained silent.

shock?

No.

He doesn't need these useless emotions.

In the instant the man in black blocked the shot, countless images flashed through Tang San's mind.

Once upon a time, in the Star Dou Great Forest.

An elder at the Title Douluo level was killed by a 100,000-year-old soul beast in an attempt to kill Yu Xiaoheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, because Tang San had not taught him the Purple Demon Eye beforehand.

Senior Yang Wudi perished together with Yu Xiaoheng because Tang San didn't immediately ask Tang Hao to give him command authority. If he had sent another Soul Douluo, everything would have been different.

If he had been stronger back then.

If he had been completely open from the beginning.

If we can do our best.

The elders will not die.

Senior Yang Wudi can continue his cultivation.

That was a thorn in Tang San's heart.

It was the driving force that spurred him on day and night, making him stronger by any means necessary.

Facing a formidable foe.

Hesitate and you will lose!

I will never let Haotian suffer losses or be disgraced again!

Tang San moved his hand.

So fast that the afterimage was invisible.

"Second Soul Skill, Blue Silver Spear."

Not a single handle.

Behind him, dozens of blue silver grasses intertwined and compressed wildly, and under the impetus of the golden-red veins, ten jet-black spears appeared out of thin air.

At the same time, his fourth spirit ring shone brightly once again.

The black light even overshadowed the sunlight.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Cage."

If sixteen can't hold you back, then there will be more.

The ground rumbled.

This time, a full thirty-two thick vines broke through the soil. They no longer simply joined together, but intertwined to form a dense, black cocoon, which tightly suppressed the golden-red flames beneath.

But this is not the end.

"Bah-"

A crisp sound of tearing fabric.

The clothes on Tang San's back instantly ripped apart.

Eight thick, purplish-black legs stretched out from behind him, each three meters long, with sharp, spear-like tips that gleamed with a nauseating, poisonous sheen.

Externally attached soul bone, eight spider spears.

This is one of his true trump cards.

"That's... an external soul bone!"

The Haotian Sect disciples, who had been initially frightened, instantly erupted in excitement.

"Senior Brother Tang is getting serious!"

"With the Eight Spider Spears unleashed, who can stand against them? They're coated with poison; one touch and you're dead!"

"Kill him! Unleash the might of the Heavenly Emperor!"

The morale of the Haotian Sect disciples was instantly ignited to its peak.

In their view, Tang San's combo attack would be so powerful that even a Soul Emperor would be severely injured, let alone a Soul Master.