Cold Winds Blow Through Luo Po Valley

Ning Tian stared, slack-jawed. Her mind went blank, and even her breathing seemed to stop for half a beat.

"Young Mistress, let's stay out of these muddy waters."

Wind Sword clutched his badly swollen arm, his voice trembling beyond his control.

Only one thought remained in his mind: if heaven gave him another chance, he would never lose his senses and challenge Xuan Zi again, trying to snatch someone from a Super Douluo.

He had avoided the brunt of Xuan Zi's slap, but the aftershock alone had nearly robbed his entire arm of feeling. That showed just how hard Xuan Zi had struck.

Ning Tian swallowed and said bluntly, "This is ridiculous!"

"Yan Shaozhe, the headmaster of Shrek Academy, has joined forces with an Evil Soul Master against Xuan Zi, the deputy head of the Sea God Pavilion; meanwhile, Du Busi of the Body Sect is fighting Shrek's old monster Mu En until heaven and earth go dark."

"What is any of this? Is the sky falling on Douluo Continent? Who would believe a story like this?"

Jiang Hao stood on high ground, his gaze sharp as lightning as he swept the battlefield, his mind racing.

The melee seemed evenly matched, but he caught the crucial detail:

Du Busi was fierce, but he was no match for Mu En. The old monster was holding on by sheer force of will.

Once Du Busi began to lose ground, Shrek Academy's advantage would become overwhelming.

No. Staying here means certain death. We have to run!

Jiang Hao made his decision on the spot and roared through a mental transmission, "Master's Bro! Start the Train! We're getting out of here! Now!"

The two Master's Bro Clones in the driver's seat pulled the lever without a moment's hesitation.

Clack—clack—

A vast surge of Soul