"Who is Luo Yu!"
"Co out and face your death quickly——"
A fierce and elderly roar ford wave after wave of sound, rippling through the cottages of Shrek.
Awakening countless people from their sleep.
Under the boundless dark night sky, a dazzling green light orb hovered in mid-air.
An emaciated old man, with ink-green hair and beard, stood there like a spear.
The old man’s withered face was tightly furrowed together, his expression incredibly fierce, a dangerous aura enveloping him, his pair of green pupils as penetrating as a venomous snake’s.
"Roar!"
"Who dares to run wild in our Shrek!"
A huge bear’s roar and an eagle’s cry sounded simultaneously, Zhao Wuji and Flander with their Martial Spirit Possession, each carrying Soul Rings with seven shining bands, charged out from within the academy.
"How dare you!"
The elderly figure in the sky scolded, his green radiance intensifying.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black.
Nine Soul Rings rose suddenly from under his feet, carrying a formidable aura.
"Titled Douluo???"
Zhao Wuji and Flander were soul-shaken, where would they dare to advance, retreating continuously in great alarm.
The elder’s green pupils flashed fiercely, and he pointed a dry finger forward, shooting out two erald beams.
Zhao Wuji and Flander, unable to dodge, were forced to hastily defend, summoning Soul Power to form a protective barrier.
To their surprise, the Soul Power Barrier made a crackling sound upon contact with the beams, turned completely ink-green in color, and a large hole was corroded through the middle, striking both n.
A muffled groan ca from Zhao Wuji and Flander in an instant, their Soul Light flashing erratically, stumbling backwards dozens of steps. When they looked at their bodies, they found green poison spreading from their wounds.
Like an ineradicable, bone-clinging poison.
Flander looked up in horror, his eyes filled with fear.
"This level of cultivation and skill with poison."
"You... you’re the Poison Douluo?"
Zhao Wuji felt a shiver run through his bear-like fra, trembling, "Old Flander, he’s the Poison Douluo??"
The green-pupiled elder looked down from above, emitting a sinister, cold laugh.
"Heh, I didn’t expect there to be people in such a remote place who recognize ."
Despite already having a suspicion, the definite confirmation caused Flander and Zhao Wuji’s eyes to change drastically, their bodies uncontrollably shuddering, a display of extre psychological fear.
A man’s reputation, like a tree’s shadow.
In the Tiandou Empire, there were not a few Titled Douluos, but if one were to speak of the most bizarre, cruel, and venomous in thods, none would surpass the Poison Douluo before them, whose poison skill was unforeseeable.
At this ti, sisters Zhu Zhuqing, Xiaowu, Ye Lingling, and Ma Hongjun, among others, also rushed out from their dorms.
The nine Soul Rings of the elder in the sky ca into view, and Zhao Wuji with others were seen in a sorry state after being hit.
"Titled Douluo?"
They were alard and prepared for battle, as if facing a formidable enemy.
As the Poison Douluo’s gaze swept over those on the ground, each person he fixed his eyes on felt as if they had been bitten by a venomous snake, a chill running down their spines.
"Which one of you is Luo Yu, co out to ."
Under the intense gaze of the Poison Douluo’s serpentine eyes, Dai Mubai, Oscar and several others shook their heads repeatedly, their heads spinning like rattle-drums, feeling as if even breathing had beco difficult.
Disdainful and contemptuous laughter echoed through the night sky.
"What’s wrong, brave enough to injure mbers of my Huangdou team, bold enough to leave a na and address, but now that I’ve co knocking, you’re tucking your tails and too scared to speak up?"
"Old Poison, don’t talk about my Brother Yu!"
The Poison Douluo’s cold gaze suddenly condensed, a dangerous aura erging.
Flander shivered, constantly signaling Xiaowu with his eyes, "Miss, this is Lord Poison Douluo, unmatched in his poisoning techniques. You must not speak recklessly."
Xiaowu glared with her pink eyes, huffing, "I don’t care who he is, even if he’s a Titled Douluo, as long as he dares to talk about my Brother Yu, I, Xiaowu, will not indulge his bad habits."
A glint of cold light flashed in the Poison Douluo’s eyes, his finger flickering with a ghostly light, "Young people nowadays really don’t know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."
Flander’s complexion turned purple, and in his panic, he said, "Lord Poison Douluo, the child doesn’t understand, she hasn’t heard of your mighty na. Please show your great magnanimity and spare her."
Zhao Wuji also stepped forward, "If there’s an issue, we at Shrek will surely give you a proper explanation."
Xiaowu rolled her eyes, "Hey, what are you two deans afraid of this old poison for, my mom is still around!"
"Oh my, Miss, please say a few words less."
Flander was nearly in tears, leaning over to whisper hurriedly, "This Poison Douluo might just be level ninety-one, but his poison technique is unmatched, even a ninety-five level Titled Douluo might fall in a careless mont."
"He’s best at using poison for group attacks. If he wants to kill us, it would be a piece of cake; even your esteed father wouldn’t be able to stop him!"
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai and the others felt a chill running from the soles of their feet straight to their Heavenly Spirit Covers, terrified to the extre.
Poison Douluo naturally heard the discussion below and a look of arrogance flashed in his eyes.
"Since you know my thods, hand over the ringleader quickly, and I can spare you lot from death."
"Hand over my Brother Yu?"
"You’re dreaming, old poison geezer."
"Impossible!"
Three won shouted in unison.
Under the overwhelming presence of Poison Douluo, Zhu Zhuqing Sisters’ delicate figures seed sowhat frail, but their eyes, standing upright like a phoenix’s, bravely expressed their dissatisfaction, and Xiaowu too pouted her red lips, full of anger.
"Tsk, tsk, it seems it’s ti for you to witness Dugu Bo’s thods."
With a sinister smile, Poison Douluo raised his hand and a Green Scale Serpent Emperor, several ters tall, suddenly appeared, its forked scarlet tongue flicking in and out, each scale shimring with dark ink color.
Zhu Zhuqing’s pretty face bore a cold look, "I advise you to withdraw imdiately; otherwise, once my Brother Yu cos out, it’ll be difficult for you to leave."
Poison Douluo was first taken aback, then burst into surprised laughter, as if he had heard an extrely amusing joke.
"Little girl, you’re quite pretty, but it’s a pity that you’re sighted but blind, brainless. A Titled Douluo like myself, afraid of a greenhorn kid?"
"You’ll regret it," Zhu Zhuqing said earnestly.
"Arrogant and ignorant, I shall make you regret it first!" Poison Douluo’s eyebrows exuded a fierce aura, his ten fingers flickering with erald poison, locking directly onto everyone below.
Flander and Zhao Wuji’s hair stood on end, now wanting to cry but lacking the tears to do so, good gracious, ladies, didn’t I tell you who this was? Why are you all still daring to provoke him!
The atmosphere in the arena beca rigid, filled with the intent to kill.
Suddenly, an impatient man’s voice ca from afar, breaking the tense atmosphere.
"Who’s the stray dog barking here in the middle of the night, not sleeping?"
Everyone turned their heads, Poison Douluo’s gaze, as sharp as a torch, aid in the direction of the voice.
From the darkness, a figure strode out confidently.
With extraordinary elegance and a tall figure, he was peerless in the world.
Only there was an aura of nace harbored between his brows, like the eve of a thunderstorm.
The Zhu Zhuqing Sisters and Xiaowu saw him as their mainstay.
Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Lingling’s tranquil face instantly paused.
Full of disbelief.
Although she had indirectly heard about Luo Yu’s concealnt of his true identity during the day, the sight of the man’s true appearance shocked her, causing her heart to uncontrollably flutter for a mont.
She had seen handso n, but never one as perfect as Luo Yu.
Poison Douluo’s green eyes flashed for a mont. He had seen countless young talents, but the young man who had suddenly appeared gave him a completely different feeling.
Luo Yu quickly stepped into the arena, his eyes glanced at Poison Douluo surrounded by nine Soul Rings in the air, his mood oppressively said, "So the noisy mongrel that was calling for his young master is you."
"You are Luo Yu?"
Poison Douluo laughed sharply, clapping his hands, "Good, very good, excellent."
"Seeing you in person is indeed interesting."
"However, daring to be so arrogant in front of , your strength is still far from enough."
Luo Yu, a departure from his usual gentleness, was now suffused with the irritation of being disturbed, his voice cold, "Old guy, whether I’m qualified enough, you can co and try for yourself."
Poison Douluo’s face beca hideously twisted in an instant, the Nine Soul Rings undulating, his aura arrogant, "Hasn’t your elder taught you that a Titled Douluo is not to be insulted?"
"Boom!"
The Serpent Emperor Phantom spread across the sky, Poison Douluo tore through the air, striking fiercely.
A vicious laugh ca from his mouth.
"I am rciful and won’t kill you, but while the death penalty may be spared, the living punishnt is inevitable!"
"Get lost!"
Luo Yu bellowed, his eyes instantly shining with a cold light.
"Roar!!"
Nine-Colored Radiance burst forth from his body, a heaven-shaking Dragon Might resonated, vibrating miles around, the Nine-colored Dragon God Phantom wielding trendous qi and blood force appeared instantaneously.
The sudden change caught Poison Douluo off guard, feeling an overwhelming Dragon Might descending upon him, as if facing the inviolable pressure of a supre being.
His entire being trembled, the Green Scale Serpent Emperor emitted mournful cries, filled with great fear.
"What... What is this Martial Soul!"
Poison Douluo exclaid, his fierce mien turning into a look of utter shock....
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