Douluo Huo Yuhao: My Clone is Too Self-Disciplined

Chapter 321 The Supreme Master continues his steady performance, the Grim Reaper escapes (Please subscribe)
The reserve team suffered heavy losses, with only two lucky guys escaping unscathed. However, they were just Ling Luochen and Zhu Lu, one a Soul King and the other a Soul Venerable, so they were of little use.

It's ruined, everything's ruined.

Taotie Douluo Xuanzi's eyes were full of anger, but he first turned his attention to the main team members.

It doesn't matter if the reserve team dies; they're not the main force in this competition.

However, even the regular team members weren't in much better shape. Apart from Fang Yuan, who was protected by the Golden Dragon and was otherwise unharmed, everyone else suffered injuries of varying degrees.

After all, three Soul Saints, four Soul Emperors, and so many Soul Kings were besieging a hundred or so bandits, some of whom even lacked soul power.

Some of them, being arrogant, didn't even release their martial spirits until after the explosion began.

It was too late by then.

Without releasing their martial spirits to protect themselves, facing such a terrifying explosion, both Soul Saints and Soul Emperors, although they didn't suffer broken legs or arms like the reserve team, still suffered considerable injuries.

Apart from a few Soul Saints who could barely stand, everyone else was pale-faced, with varying degrees of injury and bleeding profusely.

They knelt on the ground, spitting out blood and panting heavily.

Among them, Ye Yunshang, the owner of the Nine Heart Begonia, immediately released her martial spirit to help heal everyone's injuries, but unfortunately it was all in vain.

She could only heal her injuries, but not cure the poison.

Especially such a potent corpse poison.

Everyone's bodies were ravaged by this corpse poison, a truly horrific sight.

After releasing his martial soul, Taotie Douluo could only completely flatten the mountain and create a strong wind to blow away the toxins, barely alleviating the poison here.

However, at this very moment, a figure suddenly fell from the top of the cave. It was none other than the leader of the Death Thieves, the Soul King Death Messenger.

Although somewhat panicked, a sinister grin still appeared on his face.

Even with such a formidable opponent before him, there was no fear on his face. He simply admired his masterpiece and laughed heartily, "Hehehe, this is the gift that I, Lord Death, have given you. This is the end for daring to offend me."

Upon hearing this, Taotie Douluo chuckled a few times. Then, a cluster of earth-yellow soul power condensed and fiercely grabbed at him, but it missed.

Dust filled the air.

The Death Messenger also took the opportunity to release his fifth purple soul ring, and his entire body turned into a cloud of black mist, which even the Gluttonous Douluo could not immediately detect.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the black mist slipped into the crowd. After picking and choosing, it found that it couldn't defeat any of them, so it simply ran away.

He originally intended to take a hostage, but the hostage should be someone weak! Why are all the people here so strong? Has he really messed with the genius academy?

Could it be Shrek Academy?

Oh no, we're doomed!
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately ran into the tunnel he had dug earlier, then turned left and right, constantly trying to shake off his pursuers.

Taotie Douluo Xuanzi is, after all, a Limit Douluo. Its speed is extremely fast, and its sense of smell is also quite sensitive!

Almost instantly, he gave chase. However, after turning left and right dozens of times, he eventually lost track of him.

"Aaaaah, you damned bastard, if I catch you next time, I'll grind you to dust."

He had set up an underground palace beneath the Mingdou Mountains. Even if the Taotie Douluo rampaged through it, it would take him some time to destroy it. In this way, he successfully lost the location of the Death Messenger.

He could only stand there, raging in helpless fury, going on a rampage, but all of that was in vain. After all, it was an undeniable fact that he had been outmaneuvered by a Soul King. He, a dignified Limit Douluo leading a team, had actually been wiped out right before his eyes by a mere Soul King whose fifth Soul Ring was a mere thousand-year-old trash Soul Ring.

And then he actually managed to escape right in front of him? This is an utter disgrace.

He now even had an urge to kill everyone here, because he didn't want his glorious image to be ruined like this.

However, he then thought, since the person involved hadn't died, what was the point of killing these students to silence them?

The most urgent thing is to finish dealing with this matter first! He has to bear the main responsibility for this incident.

Taotie Douluo took a swig of wine, feeling very depressed. After returning home, he resigned to take responsibility.

He truly felt ashamed!

"Grrrrrr!"

Before he knew it, he had finished the entire bottle of wine. Taotie Douluo crushed the wine gourd and tossed it aside.

"What bad luck!"

On the other side, the Grim Reaper fled at top speed. After escaping the Mingdou Mountains, he ran for dozens of miles towards the Sun and Moon Empire before he felt relieved.

"So what if they're powerful? They'll still be eating dust in front of me. How dare they destroy my Death Messenger Thieves? I'll build an even more glorious thieves' group right away. I'll please Death and gain even greater power."

They were unaware that he was the core of the Death Messenger Thieves. As long as he was there, the Death Messenger Thieves would continue to exist, and they could continuously create corpses and puppets.

He is the embodiment of death.

However, suddenly, as if sensing something, the Grim Reaper's face immediately turned solemn. He stopped laughing and immediately tried to escape.

This is his assessment of danger.

Even though he hadn't seen the enemy yet, he already felt a fear as deep as the abyss.

There seems to be a formidable opponent!

He turned to run, but soon a gust of wind came from behind him, and then a blue figure appeared and kicked him dozens of meters away.

He rolled on the ground a few times, finally managing to steady himself. After standing up, he was suddenly struck by the sight of a large group of people in front of him.

There were fourteen people in total, including men and women, a fat old man, and thirteen teenagers. They were all quite young, mostly under twenty years old, but each and every one of them was extraordinary.

First and foremost, it's that aura—an aura that's truly extraordinary.

The men were handsome and dashing, and the women were stunningly beautiful. The ugliest of them all was probably a bespectacled, immature teenager carrying a tattered fan.

Laughing at the World: Ugly? Your whole family is ugly.

The boy behind him was many times stronger than him in both speed and strength.

With just a light kick, he was sent flying this far.

Definitely not a good thing.

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(End of this chapter)