Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

The generals of the four empires also breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other with relief in their eyes.

"He has no chance of surviving this kind of attack. We have finally solved this major problem."

There was a sense of relief in their voices, as if a huge stone had finally fallen from their hearts.

"Yes, under such destructive force, he will surely be shattered to pieces and disappear without a trace."

Someone echoed, with a tone full of certainty.
It was as if he had witnessed with his own eyes the tragic scene of Tang Lan being crushed into powder.

They began to cheer, and the sound rose and fell, echoing through the sky.

"Haha, Tang Lan is dead, let's see who can stop us!"

They danced and jumped, so excited that they seemed to have taken over the world.

The masters of the Holy Spirit Church also relaxed their tense nerves and said confidently:

"With this blow, he will definitely die. We can rest easy now."

Their expressions were relaxed and comfortable, as if they had already tasted the fruits of victory in advance.

The entire team was immersed in an atmosphere of self-righteous victory, fully believing that Tang Lan had been wiped out in that horrific attack.

They cheered and shouted, and the noisy voices intertwined like an evil carnival.

Even the usually calm Star Douluo and the sinister Ghost Scythe Douluo showed arrogant and wanton smiles on their faces.

The corners of their mouths were raised high, and their smiles were full of undisguised pride and contempt.

They looked at the Time Douluo, Ice Bear Douluo and Falling Sword Soul Douluo who were trying their best to stop them.

He said with great disdain:

"What if you stop me?"

The tone was full of sharp sarcasm.

"This time, we are coming with a large army."

Xingchen Douluo crossed his arms, looked extremely arrogant, and said with disdain,
"More than twenty Soul Douluos and dozens of Soul Saints, what a powerful lineup!"

His voice echoed in the air with an unparalleled arrogance.

"Even if we don't take action, they are enough to take Tang Lan's life!"

Ghost Scythe Douluo then said,

There is a strong sense of confidence and determination in the voice.

It seemed as if Tang Lan's fate had been nailed to the cross of death, with no possibility of survival.

Hearing this, the expressions of Time Douluo, Ice Bear Douluo, and Falling Sword Soul Douluo changed slightly.
A trace of imperceptible worry flashed across his originally determined expression.

Their eyes involuntarily turned to the center of the energy storm, where the light flickered.
The strong energy fluctuations made the vision blurred and it was impossible to see the specific situation.

"You have to trust Tang Lan."

Time Douluo gritted his teeth, his eyes showing determination and resoluteness, and said loudly,

"That guy can't be judged by common sense!"

His voice was slightly trembling, but still full of power.

"Yes, he always works miracles."

Ice Bear Douluo nodded heavily, and a spark of hope rekindled in his eyes.
It was as if recalling Tang Lan’s amazing performances in the past, he felt more confident.

"We can't be shaken by their words. Tang Lan will definitely get through this!"

The Sword-Falling Soul Douluo held the sword tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force.
Tang Ya and others were watching all this from a distance, their hearts in their throats.

Tang Ya clutched the corner of her clothes tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured to herself: "Tang Lan, you must be okay, you must be okay."

Jiang Nannan stared at the center of the energy storm without blinking, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms without her noticing.

She kept praying in her heart: "God bless, nothing must happen to Tang Lan."

Ma Xiaotao's expression was extremely solemn, with beads of sweat covering her forehead.

Her heartbeat quickened rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of her chest, and she thought to herself:

"Tang Lan, if anything happens to you, I will never let them go!"

His tone was as firm as iron, as if he wanted to use these words to instill courage and faith in everyone.

"Rumble..."

A roar like thunder suddenly sounded in the center of the storm.

The sound was deafening, as if an ancient beast was roaring in anger, or like the mournful prelude to the collapse of heaven and earth.

An extremely terrifying soul force was boiling violently in it, and the surging, boundless power was like a raging sea.

As if to break free from all restraints and break through this endless sky,
It caused everyone's emotions to fluctuate like a raging storm.

Everyone couldn't help but look sideways, their eyes full of astonishment and confusion.

Their faces were filled with fear of the unknown. Their eyes were fixed on the core of the storm.

Trying to find a clue from the chaotic energy fluctuations,
But I had no idea what was happening at the core of the storm.

"What a powerful soul power fluctuation."

Some people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, with extreme shock in their voices that was difficult to conceal.

His voice trembled, as if he was shocked by this power, and his whole body fell into a trance.

"Could it be that Tang Lan is not dead yet?"

A trembling voice sounded, full of disbelief.

It seemed that this idea was so absurd, but deep in my heart I was secretly hoping for the possibility of a miracle.

"No, this is absolutely impossible!"

Another person retorted hysterically and decisively,
There was a barely perceptible hint of panic in his voice.

His eyes widened, bloodshot.
It was as if he wanted to see through the raging storm to see the truth, but he dared not believe the slightest possible guess in his heart.

Fear made him refuse to accept any outcome that might go against his expectations.

Xingchen Douluo and others also stopped fighting and cast their eyes towards the center of the storm.

Xingchen Douluo frowned, his eyes full of determination, and he said gloomily:

"With such a blow, even if we are all dead, there is no way that Tang Lan will survive."

His tone was full of absolute confidence, as if Tang Lan's fate was already a foregone conclusion in his eyes.

Ghost Scythe Douluo nodded repeatedly, echoing with a sinister look on his face:
"That's right. With such a terrifying force, there is absolutely no chance of him surviving."

"No matter how capable that kid is, there's no way he can survive such a devastating blow."

Ice Bear Douluo snorted coldly, with disdain and ridicule in his eyes, and said loudly:

"You are too self-righteous. Tang Lan is much stronger than you think. He is not so easy to be defeated."

Time Douluo also said:

"That's right. You don't understand Tang Lan at all. He can always create miracles in desperate situations."

"Hasn't he succeeded in breaking through so many seemingly fatal situations before? This time will be no exception." (End of this chapter)