Hextech That Counters Tang San!

"This skill perfectly countered Tang San!"

Chen Lang's eyes lit up, and he excitedly licked his lips.

Tang San had been able to defeat Zhao Wuji above his level in the early stages because of his various hidden weapons, many of which were poisoned.

At the same time, Tang San's early Blue Silver Grass was also poisonous and came with all kinds of control skills, the most famous being Mother's Embrace.

If he chose this skill, Tang San would be completely countered by him in the early stages!

The only thing he had to watch out for was Tang San's unpredictable hidden weapons.

"Damn it, what should I choose?"

Chen Lang stared at the first Hextech augment, God's Favor, and Veil of Divine Blessing, caught in a dilemma.

In the end, Chen Lang chose Veil of Divine Blessing. This skill could counter Tang San's control and poison. If the other guy tried to fight above his level and show off in front of him later, he would be no different from a clown.

More importantly, control immunity could save his life at critical moments. Xiao Wu's Charm, the combined soul skill of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, and even the Titan Giant Ape's Gravity Domain—Chen Lang could simply ignore them all.

As for soul bones, Chen Lang understood the principle that an ordinary man could be punished for possessing a treasure.

Of course, he could choose not to use it, but once he had it and could not use it, that would be worse than not having it at all.

That did not suit his personality.

And with Veil of Divine Blessing, Tang San would be nothing but a clown in front of him during the early stages.

"Finally settled!"

Seeing that he had gained another four Hextech augments at once, Chen Lang's face broke into a joyful smile.

These Hextech augments perfectly solved his current problems. Now, all he had to do was go to Shrek Academy to poach people and discuss the acquisition.

"I'm only nine this year, in the same year as Ning Rongrong. Three years later, Ning Rongrong will be twelve when she goes to Shrek Academy, so I'll most likely join Shrek Academy together with Dai Mubai this year."

"Ma Hongjun and Oscar should already be at the academy. If I pull those three over, along with Zhu Zhuqing, then the Shrek Seven Devils will no longer live up to their name."

Chen Lang lay on his bed and began planning everything out.

As for Xiao Wu, Chen Lang truly had no interest in her. Zhu Zhuqing, that seemingly cold little cat girl, could still be taken in if she was properly trained from a young age.

As for Dai Mubai, he was indeed a complete scumbag in the original story, but Chen Lang did not care.

In this era, where pure affection was called simping, sincerity was trampled and betrayed, and poverty was mocked while promiscuity was admired, what was wrong with being a scumbag?

Chen Lang dared say that ninety percent of people would be even worse than Dai Mubai if they had money.

As the saying went, don't waste bad girls, cherish good girls, and adults don't make choices...

I want them all!

"I still need to figure out how to brainwash Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Zhu Zhuqing into becoming my attendants..."

As Chen Lang thought, he gradually fell asleep without realizing it.

"Dad, why do I feel like you treat Chen Lang better than you treat me? It's like Chen Lang is your biological child, while I'm not." Ning Rongrong looked at her father with an aggrieved expression.

"Ah..."

Ning Fengzhi lovingly pulled his daughter into his arms. "Dad is doing this for your own good. The better Dad treats Lang'er, the less he'll make things difficult for you out of respect for me."

"You may not be together now, but there is still a long road ahead. It's normal for children to quarrel and bicker. If the two of you truly end up together in the future, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will definitely be handed over to you and Lang'er."

"Dad only has one daughter. If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?"

"If possible, Dad hopes you can take the initiative to apologize to Lang'er and make up with him. Then Dad can shamelessly ask your Grandpa Sword to renew the marriage agreement."

"I don't want to! I refuse to believe he's the only genius in the entire Douluo Continent!" Ning Rongrong proudly raised her chin.

Looking at his precious daughter, Ning Fengzhi sighed and could only nod. "As long as you're happy."

In his eyes, Chen Lang had already vented his anger. Asking him for five million Gold Soul Coins had also been a gesture of goodwill, giving him a way out.

But that boy had many secrets.

He still needed to find a way to suppress this matter. Otherwise, if it reached Spirit Hall, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

A deep light flickered in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. At the same time, he said solemnly, "Rongrong, if you truly don't like Lang'er, then Dad hopes you will never become enemies with him again."

Ning Rongrong looked at her father. Her tearful eyes were pitiful enough to stir anyone's heart. Then she nodded. "Dad, I understand. It's not like I'm some child who doesn't understand anything."

Then Ning Rongrong jumped out of Ning Fengzhi's arms. "I'm a little sleepy. I'm going to bed first."

"Mm, go on."

Ning Fengzhi watched his daughter, a complicated look flashing through his eyes.

What had been such a fine marriage arrangement had turned out like this. Fate truly toyed with people.

The next day.

"You little brat, are you really leaving?"

Early in the morning, Sword Douluo saw his precious grandson saying that he wanted to go out and travel. He immediately felt reluctant, but even more worried.

He knew Chen Lang would leave, but he had not expected it to be today.

"Old man, you know me. Once I decide something, no one can change my mind. But don't worry. With my abilities, who would dare bully me? At worst, I'll reveal my identity. My grandfather is Sword Douluo—who would dare touch me?" Chen Lang looked thoroughly pleased with himself.

"You brat!"

Sword Douluo laughed and scolded him, his eyes full of reluctance. "I'm worried that you'll cause trouble everywhere and make your grandfather run around cleaning up after you."

"Old man, you can't just go sticking that Seven Kill Sword into other people's asses." Chen Lang teased.

"Damn it, you little brat, nothing good ever comes out of your mouth!" Sword Douluo raised his leg to kick Chen Lang, but remembering that his grandson was about to leave, he slowly lowered it again.

"Hahaha, Lang'er, that really was a prophecy. When your grandfather was young, he used the Seven Kill Sword to stab plenty of people." Bone Douluo burst into laughter from the side.

"Looks like Grandpa Bone didn't do much stabbing when he was young..." Chen Lang said with a teasing grin.

"You brat!"

Bone Douluo was like a dog whose tail had been stepped on, immediately blowing his beard and glaring.

"Alright, old man. If you miss me, just send me money."

Chen Lang wrote down a string of numbers. "This is my account number. If you miss me, transfer money to me so I know you're still hale and hearty."

"Hahaha, leave that sort of thing to Uncle Ning."

Just then, Ning Fengzhi, who had learned that Chen Lang was heading out to make his way in the world, walked in with a smile. "Your Uncle Ning may not be good at fighting, but I am quite good at making money."

"Then, Uncle Ning, can you give me another five million Gold Soul Coins?"