Douluo: Infinite Lottery System

With the sound of the window shattering, a dark shadow leaped out and landed swiftly on the ground.

It was none other than Xiao Tianyang.

A surge of alarm shot through his heart. Driven by instinct, Xiao Tianyang swiftly dodged to the side and, with precise movements, drove a dagger deep into the earth.

In that instant, it was clear that if the dagger found its mark, Xiao Tianyang would likely find himself adorned with far too many accessories

on his head.

"Go," he shouted.

Rolling to the side, he glanced at Bubu, who had also narrowly escaped, then spoke in a low, urgent voice, before turning to flee.

Zhang Liang hit the ground, drawing his dagger—no longer the manifestation of his martial spirit, but a true, lethal blade.

With a sudden shift in posture, he tapped his toes, and his martial soul flared brighter than the second soul ring he wielded. His speed surged as he gave chase to Xiao Tianyang.

At the same time, the middle-aged man surged forward. Seeing Xiao Tianyang about to break free, he bellowed, "Catch him. Whoever kills him will receive five thousand gold soul coins."

The moment the words left his lips, the eyes of the Spirit masters, each of them above level ten, burned with fierce intent. They quickened their pace and pursued him relentlessly. The middle-aged man, too, was a

Spirit master, and he joined in the chase.

Xiao Tianyang dodged several attacks, his pace unrelenting as he quickly left Nuoding City behind, venturing deep into the wilderness.

"You're truly digging your own grave. This is a geomantic treasure, indeed." A large, bearded man descended from the trees, wielding a massive sword that gleamed with the glow of two white soul rings. He was a Spirit grandmaster, and that giant sword was his martial soul.

Xiao Tianyang paused, scanning his surroundings.

"Don't bother looking around, you can't escape." Another voice rang out. Xiao Tianyang turned to find a dwarf, barely 1.6 meters tall, with the phantom of a jackal looming behind him. Two white soul rings marked him as a Spirit grandmaster as well. His martial soul, unmistakably, was the jackal.

"Two-spirit grandmasters blocking the way... and one trailing behind. This is serious." Xiao Tianyang finally ceased his flight, his fingers moving with rhythm as his gaze swept over the terrain. From the brief exchange, he quickly deduced the situation.

The large man in front of him was likely a level 21 spirit grandmaster, while the dwarf was a level 23. As for Zhang Liang, who remained silent behind him, he was the strongest of the three—reaching level 26, with one of his spirit rings being a century-old one.

And let's not forget—there was still a group of dozens of spirit masters making their way toward them.

But Xiao Tianyang had no time for further thoughts. He knew Zhang Liang, as a seasoned killer, wouldn't waste words.

In an instant, the figure vanished like a ghost, closing in with unnatural speed, and a dagger plunged directly at Xiao Tianyang's heart.

At the same moment, the large man's soul ring flared brightly, and a cold gleam flashed from his broadsword, clearly aiming to decapitate Xiao Tianyang.

Not far behind, the dwarf—his speed only a little slower than Zhang Liang's—made an astonishing move. With incredible precision, he kicked the knife out of the big man's hand and lunged toward Xiao Tianyang's neck, his hands poised for the kill.

A thought flashed through Xiao Tianyang's mind, they were trying to take the credit for killing him.

He could hear the middle-aged man's shouts from when Xiao Tianyang had escaped, but he hadn't expected the dwarf to be so audacious in his pursuit.

"But no matter what, this is my chance." A sudden clarity washed over Xiao Tianyang. With no time to waste, he deftly evaded the dagger aimed at his back. He knew he couldn't afford to face a full-on attack from a

level 26 spirit grandmaster, but a level 23? That was different.

Xiao Tianyang knew that Zhang Liang's strike as a seasoned killer would be difficult to avoid. But at this moment, Xiao Tianyang didn't need to avoid it entirely—he needed to turn the tables.

With a swift motion, he reversed the grip on his dagger, turning it against the back of his hand, then thrusting it forward with deadly precision, stabbing straight for Zhang Liang's abdomen.

But Xiao Tianyang wasn't alone in this fight—he had his loyal dog by his side.

"Ahh!"

A scream echoed in Xiao Tianyang's ears. It was Bubu, who had made a brilliant entrance by sinking his teeth into Zhang Liang's thigh.

With the threat of the big man removed, the dwarf once again found his weapon kicked from his hand, leaving Xiao Tianyang with only one enemy to contend with.

'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms Arts—First form: The Proud Dragon Repents'

Xiao Tianyang muttered under his breath as he slapped his left palm and easily pried open the dwarf's hands. The dwarf, momentarily stunned, hadn't expected such an effortless maneuver, but that surprise quickly turned to panic.

In the next instant, purple-black flames erupted behind Xiao Tianyang, coalescing into wings that helped him steady his position. With a sudden twist, he closed the distance between himself and the dwarf, his movements like a blur. His right hand shot forward, pressing directly against the dwarf's chest.

Click!

All of Xiao Tianyang's power was concentrated into a single point as he poured one-third of his soul power into the strike. The dwarf's body couldn't withstand the force.

With a sickening crack, the sternum shattered, and blood poured from the dwarf's mouth in a violent spurt.

A brief moment later, Xiao Tianyang received a prompt in his mind.

Congratulations to the host for killing a level 23 great spirit grandmaster. The reward is x40 lottery value x40.

"Sure enough, there's no comparison between spirit masters and spirit grandmasters." Xiao Tianyang thought to himself, feeling the exhaustion settling in as he retracted the Three Thousand Burning Flame. His mind felt drained, but his focus sharpened as he looked at the two figures in front of him.

One was the man with the knife, who appeared stunned, fear flickering in his eyes.

The other was Zhang Liang, whose face was clouded with killing intent.

Though Bubu might not match Xiao Tianyang in raw power, when it came to sneakiness and survival instincts, Bubu was certainly a step ahead.

"Is he... dead?" the big man stammered, taking a couple of hesitant steps back. "He didn't have a soul ring, he didn't use any soul skills, and yet he just slapped the dwarf to death with a single palm? How is that possible?."

"Shut up! Can't you see he's exhausted?." Zhang Liang snapped, his voice cold as ice. After a brief pause, he added, "You'll be the main attacker, I'll hit him from behind. Kill him, and all the money will be yours."

The big man hesitated, a bead of sweat forming on his brow. He was terrified of death, which was why he had always been a guard for the rich businessman in the first place. However, the allure of money was tempting, and if he fled, Zhang Liang wouldn't hesitate to turn on him.

Worse, the moment he tried to run, he would surely be hunted down, especially after witnessing Xiao Tianyang's dog bite Zhang Liang's thigh.

This madman cared deeply about his pride. The last time, he had wiped out an entire family of six over something trivial. He was a psychopath.

"Ah!" The big man roared, activating his second soul skill. "Gravity Slash."

His soul ring flared, his muscles bulging as his eyes turned scarlet. With a powerful leap, he swung his broadsword down at Xiao Tianyang with crushing force.

An overwhelming pressure pressed down on Xiao Tianyang, his body feeling as if invisible gravity was pulling him downward. He could still move, but dodging this strike at such speed felt nearly impossible.

To make matters worse, Zhang Liang was behind him, dagger raised for a sneak attack.

At the crucial moment, Bubu—true to his nature—charged into the fray again. But this time, his target wasn't Zhang Liang instead it was the big man.

Bubu made his move, appearing suddenly and charging straight for the big man. The force of the impact sent the big man staggering mid-air, and in that split second, something extraordinary happened.

The gravity that had once weighed heavily on Xiao Tianyang shifted, suddenly falling on Zhang Liang instead. Freed from the oppressive force, Xiao Tianyang dropped to the ground and swiftly crawled forward.

In the chaos, the big man's broadsword swung downward, just one meter away from Zhang Liang's head.

The situation unfolded in an instant. The distance was too close for the big man to change his attack's course, and now, the two were locked in a deadly collision.

The sound of iron-piercing flesh echoed through the air. The big man's broadsword slammed into Zhang Liang's shoulder, the blade sinking deep.

Simultaneously, Zhang Liang's dagger drove into the big man's chest with terrifying precision.

The two attacks happened in perfect synchronization, an unexpected and miraculous turn of events that left both men reeling.

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