Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 319: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

Looking at Xiao Wu lying below him, her eyes dull, mouth full of saliva, and her eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets, as if she had been completely broken, Tang San froze for a moment before erupting in fury. Slamming his Mysterious Jade Hand onto the ground, he propelled himself into the air, flipped his body, and landed on one knee beside Xiao Wu. Trembling, he pulled her out of the ground where she was embedded.

Seeing Xiao Wu's tear-filled eyes, Tang San felt an unprecedented anger. His eyes turned blood-red, his breathing became heavy like a bull, and the veins on his neck bulged, radiating intense killing intent.

This was not the kind of killing intent born from a momentary outburst, but the kind that could only be cultivated by taking countless lives. It was the aura of someone who had become utterly accustomed to killing, someone who had slaughtered without hesitation.

The Tang Sect, after all, was founded as an assassination sect. In his previous life, Tang San, as the most outstanding outer sect disciple, was already the face of the Tang Sect's assassinations before the incident of his stealing the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record was exposed.

He was known for completing missions the fastest and with the most ruthless methods. Most importantly, he never questioned the morality of his actions. Even if the Tang Sect ordered him to slaughter the old, weak, women, or children, or poison a water source, Tang San would carry out the task without the slightest hesitation, always justifying his actions with a righteous excuse.

Even within the field of assassins, he was considered utterly ruthless.

After using his Mysterious Heaven Skill soul power to confirm that Xiao Wu only had minor internal injuries and no major issues, Tang San set her down, his face livid, and walked up to Chen Ming. He spoke coldly, enunciating each word clearly:

"I want you to apologize. Apologize to Xiao Wu, to Shrek, to me, and my teacher."

"Why should I?" Chen Ming asked softly, looking at Tang San, who was showing the signature Tang Clan rage typical of the Douluo Continent.

He wasn't without a trump card. The backup plan left by the God of Destruction was strong enough to counter even the intervention of the God of Asura. Right now, he was only considering his upper limits; his lower limits were already guaranteed.

Originally, he just wanted to stop someone who shouldn't join Shrek from becoming part of the pit that was Shrek and being assimilated into the cancerous system. He hadn't expected things to escalate to this point.

"Let's make a bet. Let's bet whether I can last the time it takes for an incense stick to burn in a fight against you. I can sense that your strength is far above mine; perhaps you've already reached the level of a Soul Ancestor. As for me, I'm just a Soul Grandmaster with a trash martial soul like Blue Silver Grass."

"With such a gap in strength, if I can last the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then you'll obediently apologize to us. Otherwise, I'll apologize to you. How about it?"

What is Tang San's greatest ability in the Douluo series?

The Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record? Blue Silver Grass? The Clear Sky Hammer? Or the Sea God's Thirteen Techniques?

No, no, no. His strongest skill is betting!

If Qian Renxue hadn't made a bet with him back then, Tang San and the Shrek Seven Devils would have been wiped out long ago, wouldn't they?

Let's not forget, if he hadn't bet with Dugu Bo that he could neutralize his poison, Tang San wouldn't have gotten his hands on the massive items that were the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, right?

"I'm not someone who likes gambling. You don't have to go through the formalities. Just apologize directly," Chen Ming replied sincerely, causing Ning Rongrong, who was standing nearby, to nod approvingly. However, she then waved her little fists angrily and glared at Tang San with a mixture of disgust and hatred. Just a moment ago, Tang San had tried to hit her, and now that she thought about it, she felt furious. Given Ning Rongrong's spoiled and fiery temperament, how could she possibly show Tang San any courtesy?

The only reason she hadn't immediately called out to her hidden protectors to deal with Tang San on the spot was because she was concerned about how Chen Ming might perceive her.

"So, you're scared," Tang San's face darkened, but considering Chen Ming's unknown strength, he responded in a low voice.

"If you won't apologize, then get lost. Stop bringing up pointless bets."

"You're courting death!"

Tang San could no longer hold back. His blood-red eyes took on a hint of purple — the effect of activating the Purple Demon Eyes technique.

He summoned Blue Silver Grass, and as his first spirit ring lit up, the grass extended from his right hand, shooting toward Chen Ming to bind him. At the same time, his left hand didn't remain idle, as several hidden weapons of varying designs flew out from his sleeve, targeting Chen Ming, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu.

The hidden weapons, some visible and some concealed, all carried a faint green and dark purple glow, undoubtedly from a coating of some kind of poison.

"Blue Silver Bind!"

Adhering to the principle that announcing the name of a skill doesn't count as a sneak attack, Tang San shouted the name of his move just as the Blue Silver Grass was about to reach Chen Ming. How much of it was to distract his opponent? Only Tang San himself knew.

However, just as the Blue Silver Grass was about to entangle Chen Ming, Chen Ming smirked disdainfully and gave a slight glance. Suddenly, the Blue Silver Grass lost Tang San's control, unfurling in mid-air like a spiderweb to block the incoming hidden weapons.

The loss of control over his martial soul caused a significant disruption in Tang San's internal energy flow. At the same time, as the hidden weapons struck his martial soul, Tang San felt a faint pain emanating from it.

The poison-coated hidden weapons, which could kill most people upon breaking the skin, began to corrode Tang San's Blue Silver Grass. Even though his Blue Silver Grass had the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline, granting it greater resilience, and his first two spirit rings were from poisonous spirit beasts, giving it poison resistance, it still began to wither slightly.

Just as Little Wu, now in her Red Dragon Possession state, prepared to unleash a dragon's breath at the shameless Tang San, Chen Ming shook his head at her. Then, with a light tap of his toes, he flashed in front of Tang San.

Soul power gathered at his fingertips, and under Tang San's horrified gaze, Chen Ming's fingers brushed across Tang San's chest as if playing the zither. The seemingly gentle motion carried precise soul power that bypassed Tang San's clothing and flesh, striking his acupoints and meridians.

The residual force rampaged through Tang San's body with reckless abandon, crashing through the meridians like a car careening down a narrow path. Though the injury was on his chest, Tang San could feel the strange force radiating from his chest and wreaking havoc on his meridians.

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