Retreat

A faint black shadow seemed to flash through everyone's field of vision.

Then, in the next instant, Tang San felt someone seize him by the throat and swiftly carry him beyond the bounds of Shrek Academy.

At last, his back was slammed heavily against the mountainside nearby.

The force was so great that he could not help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Only then did he clearly see the person who had attacked him—and the nine Soul Rings circling his body.

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.

Ghost Douluo gave a sinister laugh. "You're Tang San, aren't you?" He looked Tang San over again. "Sure enough, you do bear some resemblance to Tang Hao."

Although Tang San had been captured by a Title Douluo, he remained calm. His right hand inconspicuously moved to the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist as he asked, "Who are you, sir? Why have you captured me?"

Ghost Douluo tilted his head slightly, as though pondering the question. Since he wore a mask, no one could see his expression. "Why capture you? Heh heh, there isn't really a reason. It just so happens that the mission I received included this."

Tang San said calmly, "You intend to kill me too, don't you?"

Ghost Douluo laughed. "You guessed right, kid. But there's no prize."

As soon as he spoke, he raised his other hand, turning it into a blade as he chopped directly at Tang San's neck.

Tang San's expression hardened. He activated the Purple Demon Eye, along with the first, second, and fourth soul skills of Blue Silver Grass, hoping to delay that chopping hand for even a moment.

As those soul skills activated, Tang San swiftly pulled the jade box containing Yama's Invitation from the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges. This was also his only trump