Chapter 115 The Title Douluo of the Heavenly Dragon Gang
"What are you waiting for? Attack!"
Gu Rong's forehead veins bulged as he roared.
However, upon seeing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School illuminated by the Night-Shining Pearl, his face instantly turned ashen.
He had thought everything was under control, but the scene before him made his heart sink.
The "axemen" who should have rushed forward were lying in pools of blood,
their eyes wide open in death, as if they had witnessed some unspeakable horror.
They had all been killed by a single sword to the throat, with no other wounds on their bodies.
"What on earth happened!"
Gu Rong, a level 95 Title Douluo, hadn't expected such a thing to happen; he hadn't noticed a thing at all.
Suddenly, he realized something, abruptly turning his head to stare intently at Lan Minghua.
Lan Minghua still maintained his nonchalant demeanor, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Looks like your plan has run a little wrong." He clapped his hands lightly, his tone laced with mockery.
"You did this?!" Gu Rong gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
Lan Minghua shrugged, neither admitting nor denying.
Instead, he said something completely unrelated: "Don't mention it. I just saw them standing there dumbfounded for so long, so I gave them a little rest."
"You!" Gu Rong trembled with rage, but he quickly calmed down and sneered, "You think my only backup plan is them?"
"Oh? Is that so?" Lan Minghua smiled calmly, wondering what other backup plans he had.
Gu Rong smiled smugly, clapped his hands, and prepared to have those using the large Zhuge Divine Crossbows surround and kill Lan Minghua and his group.
However, the scene remained completely silent.
"What happened? Where are you all?!" Gu Rong was dumbfounded and quickly shifted his attention from Lan Minghua to check.
What he saw shocked him.
All the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples who controlled the Zhuge Divine Crossbows were dead.
Moreover, their deaths were exactly the same as those of the disciples who acted as axemen.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Even if you're powerful, you couldn't possibly kill someone silently under our noses!"
Gu Rong's attention had been fixed on Lan Minghua since he began his plan.
Besides him, Yu Yuanzhen and Tang Xiao were also watching him closely, but neither noticed any trace of him attacking the axe-wielders or those controlling the Zhuge crossbowmen.
Lan Minghua scoffed, knowing he was being watched by Gu Rong and the others, so it wasn't him who had made the move.
"Your attention is all on me, of course you don't know how those people died. Ying Xian and the others are elite assassins; if they can't even do something this simple, they don't deserve to be elite assassins."
Lan Minghua found Gu Rong's expression quite amusing.
Suddenly, Wu Song's telepathic message entered his ears.
"Sect Leader, a rather strong old guy from Shrek Academy is blocking my way. Can I kill him?"
"A rather strong guy?"
Lan Minghua raised an eyebrow. Wu Song was now a level 98 Title Douluo; if even he thought he was strong, then his soul power was definitely no less than level 98.
"What does that old guy look like? Are you confident you can win?"
Wu Song chuckled softly upon hearing Lan Minghua's telepathic message. "Sect Leader, don't underestimate me. Although that old guy is burly and looks like a crocodile, I can easily defeat a tiger, so why would I be afraid of a mere crocodile?"
Hearing this, Lan Minghua understood.
It turned out to be the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall, the level 98 peak Attack-type Douluo, Golden Crocodile Douluo.
With such strength, no wonder Erlang said he was quite strong.
However, even if the enemy was Golden Crocodile Douluo, Lan Minghua didn't think Wu Song would lose.
"Alright, you take care of him. It's time for the Heavenly Dragon Gang to reclaim its title as the number one gang in the world."
"Don't worry, Sect Leader, I won't let you down. Perfect, I've been itching for a fight for a long time!"
Lan Minghua chuckled softly, silently mourning for Golden Crocodile Douluo for three seconds.
Being targeted by the God of Humanity is not necessarily a good thing. Back at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Xue Qinghe's heart sank when she saw that the plans of the three upper sects had failed.
"What exactly happened? Why did the situation reverse so drastically, leaving us in a passive position?"
Xue Qinghe's sixth sense told her that her situation was more dangerous than she had imagined.
No, if the people from the three upper sects are unreliable, my situation will be very dangerous.
I must find a chance to contact my grandfather, otherwise, with Lan Minghua's strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School alive.
Immediately, she began looking for an opportunity to send a message.
At this moment, Gu Rong's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, so gloomy it seemed to drip water.
"Lan Minghua, you're not going to end it like this, are you?"
Lan Minghua rubbed his stomach, saying lazily, "I haven't even used all my tricks yet, I'm in a hurry."
His complete disregard for the three upper sects immediately infuriated Gu Rong.
"Since the soft approach isn't working, let's try the hard one." Gu Rong suddenly revealed a wicked smile, staring at Oscar and the others
. "I don't believe that even if you're strong, you can't be distracted to protect them!" Gu Rong had become obsessed with killing Lan Minghua to avenge Ning Fengzhi.
No matter how despicable the means, he would never hesitate.
Before he finished speaking, Yu Yuanzhen and Tang Xiao appeared in mid-air, staring intently at Oscar and the others, as if they were about to attack at any moment.
Not only that, the Soul Douluos enshrined by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also appeared, looking like they were going to bully the weak.
Lan Minghua just smiled foolishly.
Looking at the tense Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, and Meng Yiran, he asked, "How are you? Are you scared?"
Oscar forced a smile, his voice trembling, "Scared? How could I be scared! They're just Title Douluos, it's not like I haven't been hunted before!"
Zhu Zhuqing and the other two girls nodded in agreement.
Lan Minghua was not surprised by their reaction.
Lan Minghua turned to Feng Xiaotian and Shui Bing'er, asking, "What about you two? Do you regret becoming my disciples?"
Feng Xiaotian and Shui Bing'er exchanged a glance, then looked at the unscathed Shenfeng Academy and Tianshui Academy.
If Lan Minghua hadn't intervened, Shenfeng Academy and Tianshui Academy would have ended up like Chihuo Academy.
Chihuo Academy had sent twenty or thirty people, and now only Huo Jin, Huo Wu, and Huo Wushuang had survived.
All of them were weak and covered in wounds.
Feng Qingyuan and Shui Ningshuang nodded to Feng Xiaotian and Shui Bing'er respectively.
Feng Xiaotian's resolute voice rang out, "No regrets! If it weren't for Master's intervention, everyone from Shenfeng Academy might have died."
Shui Bing'er felt the same way; she genuinely believed that becoming Lan Minghua's disciple was a good thing.
However, Huo Jin glared at Lan Minghua with resentment, as if Lan Minghua was the one who killed the people from Chihuo Academy.
Damn it, he could have saved the people from Chihuo Academy, why didn't he intervene!
Why!
Lan Minghua glanced at Huo Jin, sensing malice in his eyes, and was filled with doubt.
Suddenly, he recalled the news about the South Korean and American soldiers before his transmigration. When
the South Koreans were attacked, their first thought wasn't to cause trouble for the American soldiers, but to ask why they didn't attack the Chinese.
Huo Jin probably had the same thought now.
Seeing this, Lan Minghua was somewhat glad he hadn't taken Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang as disciples.
Otherwise, dealing with such people would only bring trouble.
He looked around, chuckled, and said indifferently, "Your people are not enough."
Before he finished speaking, five black shadows suddenly shot up.
Before Gu Rong and the others could react, the heads of the five Soul Douluos were tossed high into the air, landing casually on the ground and rolling to the side.
Everyone looked up and saw five figures standing in mid-air, looking down at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members.
"Walking on air? Could they be Title Douluos from the Heavenly Dragon Gang?!"
(End of this chapter)
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