Douluo Continent: Gretchen at the start, empowered by the Star God.

Chapter 33 Haotian Douluo

"I said, we've followed you this far, why aren't you coming out?" Lang Lei stopped in a wooded area, as if talking to the air around him.

Sure enough, before long, several Soul Masters dressed in various clothes appeared and surrounded them.

"Hello, Lang Lei." The leading Soul Saint took the initiative to extend his hand in greeting.

"A Soul Master raised by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? The one responsible for protecting that young lady Ning Rongrong?" Lang Lei glanced at them and recognized them immediately.

"Hmm? How did you know?" Seeing that Lang Lei did not make a move, the Nameless Soul Saint awkwardly withdrew his hand.

"Of course I know you. After all, unlike us, you are all lucky," Lang Lei said, uttering a statement that left the group bewildered.

"Haha, young friend, you're exaggerating. Looking at your face, you're so young yet you have such combat power. Compared to us, you are truly a person of great fortune..." The nameless Soul Saint chimed in.

"No need for flattery. I can say it bluntly: joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is absolutely impossible." Lang Lei shook his head, his words revealing a hint of resentment.

The nameless Soul Saint and his companions exchanged glances and silently assumed attack stances.

Judging from the other party's tone and their attitude towards Miss Ning Rongrong just now, it's obvious that they have a grudge against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!

Given the opponent's talent, if we don't take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate him now, it will likely take a hundred times more effort to deal with him once he grows stronger.

"You guys...are you planning to make a move?" Lang Lei's lips curled into a smile. "It's because we were constantly suppressed by Senior Zhao in physical combat, and we're holding a grudge."

"Young man, don't be so arrogant. You weren't at your peak after that fight with Fudo Myoo, were you?" the Nameless Soul Saint guessed. "How much strength do you actually have left?"

"Even if I only have one percent of my strength left, it'll be more than enough to deal with you!" Lang Lei placed Gretchen on the ground, a fiery red pistol appearing in each of his hands. "Then let me show you what youthful arrogance really means!"

"As expected, they possess twin martial souls. Attack!"

At the command of the nameless Soul Saint, more than a dozen Soul Masters of varying levels rushed toward Lang Lei at the same time.

"Gresh, close your eyes!"

Greta obediently closed her eyes.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...!"

After a few gunshots, the ground was littered with corpses, most of them without even a complete body. Lang Lei didn't even need to activate the zero rated power of the Heavenly Fire Judgment.

Besides, it's a forest after all.

Setting fire to the mountain will land you in jail for life!

"Hehe, what kind of young person wouldn't be full of vigor?"

Lang Lei put away the Heavenly Fire Judgment; he showed no mercy to these people…

He was clear that the other party was an enemy; mercy to the enemy was cruelty to himself. He was no saint.

Surprisingly, they also gained some unexpected benefits: six thousand-year-old soul bones were found inside their bodies. No wonder the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is the wealthiest sect on the entire continent...

After handing over all six thousand-year-old soul bones to his second martial soul, Heavenly Fire Judgment, for absorption, Lang Lei immediately cremated the bodies of the others...

After dispelling the black smoke and cleaning up the surrounding bloody aura, Lang Lei picked up Gretchen again.

Feeling herself being embraced in a warm hug again, Gretchen opened her eyes.

"Is it over?"

"Yeah, it's over. The bad guys were all chased away by big brother~"

He thought Gretchen would praise him, but instead he saw Gretchen tilt her head and point in a certain direction.

"But there's a weird uncle following us the whole time?"

Lang Lei frowned and looked in the direction Gretsch was pointing.

He had some awareness of the previous Soul Saints, Soul Emperors, and Soul Kings, but this last one, as Gretchen mentioned…

He was completely unaware.

Only Soul Douluos or Title Douluos who are skilled in stealth can do this.

"Does this little girl really have some kind of talent?"

A deep voice rang out, followed by a muscular man with a stubble beard, wearing a gray robe, who emerged from the woods.

Lang Lei recognized the other person at first glance.

The other person's appearance is just too distinctive...

Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao!

He is also the fastest man to reach the Title Douluo level so far.

Although this record will soon be broken by Lang Lei.

"Judging from your appearance, you must be Haotian Douluo, Your Majesty Haotian, right?" Lang Lei had already guessed the other party's intentions, but before the other party revealed himself, he still wanted to put on a show of politeness in front of Gretchen.

Do you know me?

"Who in the Douluo Continent doesn't know the name of His Majesty Haotian?" Lang Lei replied, but whether his words were sarcastic or complimentary was unknown.

"Never mind, the reason doesn't matter anymore."

"Because you're going to attack us?" Lang Lei sneered.

"That's right, your appearance threatens the future of the mistress," Tang Hao said in a muffled voice.

"Ha, if you're greedy, just admit it. Why make up so many excuses?" Lang Lei retorted directly. "Besides, this reason isn't exactly high-sounding either."

"Hmph, sharp-tongued!" Tang Hao admitted that his thoughts had been exposed, which was indeed one of the reasons he took action. After all, since the other party had a 100,000-year soul ring, according to common sense, he must also have a 100,000-year soul bone!

Furthermore, the other party also possesses twin martial souls and has survived this long; he must have some secret! If we can obtain it, we can most likely help his son, Tang San, resolve the issue of martial soul conflict.

He probed for a long time, but the other party didn't have any strong protectors. If he didn't seize it now, when would he?

"Hehe... It seems Haotian Douluo has me cornered~" Lang Lei suddenly said.

"Let me guess... there's more to it than just that, isn't there?" Lang Lei revealed a meaningful smile. "Are you also afraid that I'll reveal Xiao Wu's identity as a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form? Or that I'll develop lust for her?"

Tang Hao fell silent; he had been proven right once again.

After all, the little girl in his arms had even more terrifying talent than his sister, Tang Yuehua...

"Aren't you afraid that if you fail to kill us this time and let us escape instead, we'll be furious and might spread the news?"

"You don't have that chance!" Tang Hao said sternly. Although Lang Lei's combat strength was quite impressive, in his opinion, Lang Lei, whose strength had been depleted twice, could not possibly escape from his hands.

Tang Hao is a Title Douluo! He's famous throughout the Douluo Continent, and his combat power is extremely strong!

With just this eleven or twelve-year-old boy in front of them and the ordinary little girl in his arms, how could they possibly escape?

He's guaranteed to win!

In his view, with the right timing, location, and people all in place today, he has absolutely no reason to lose!

"Heh~"

(End of this chapter)