Zhu Zhuqing's perfect leg lines gleamed under the lamplight, enough to make any man's blood boil.
Even Qian Renxue, a woman, couldn't help but be drawn to it, and in her heart she cursed "demon" again.
This woman exudes a fatal charm in every move she makes.
...
The next morning.
Outside Tiandou City, on a vast plain.
The faint light of dawn tore through the darkness of the horizon, gilding the vast earth with a golden glow.
One hundred thousand troops, lined up in neat square formations, stood solemnly on the plain.
Swords and spears stood like a forest, and armor gleamed in the sun.
Above the fluttering banners, a huge character "Tang" dances wildly in the morning breeze.
A chilling aura rose into the sky, even stirring the clouds on the horizon.
Three figures stood on horseback in front of the army.
The person in the center is wearing a magnificent full-body blue armor. The blue silver imperial patterns on the armor flow slowly as if they were alive, exuding an aura of supreme majesty.
He sat astride a magnificent warhorse, holding a long, azure spear upside down in his hand, its tip gleaming with a captivating cold light in the morning sun.
It was none other than the Blue Silver King, Tang Qing.
To his left was Zhu Zhuqing, also dressed in military uniform.
Her black soft armor clung tightly to her exquisite and shapely body, making her voluptuous figure even more eye-catching, while her face remained cool and aloof, exuding a heroic and dashing air.
On the right is Xue Qinghe, dressed in the fine robes of a prince.
He sat on his horse, looking at the steel torrent ahead with a complex expression, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
Behind them, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo stood silently like a statue.
Tang Qing slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the invincible army that belonged only to him, his eyes burning with fierce flames.
He suddenly raised the Blue Silver Overlord Spear in his hand, the tip pointing straight at the sky.
His voice, amplified by his soul power, resounded like thunder in the ears of every soldier.
"Gentlemen, follow me into battle!"
"Crush the four major sects!"
These few words contain an unparalleled will and strength.
The silent plain was instantly ignited in that moment!
"Crush the four major sects!"
"Crush the four major sects!"
One hundred thousand soldiers simultaneously raised their weapons, exerting all their strength to unleash a frenzied roar.
The sound waves converged into a devastating torrent that shot straight into the sky!
Tang Qing smiled smugly and suddenly spurred his horse.
"drive!"
With a long neigh, the warhorse transformed into a streak of blue lightning, taking the lead and galloping wildly toward the distant horizon!
Zhu Zhuqing and Xue Qinghe followed closely behind him.
Next was Dugu Bo.
"Boom—!"
The densely packed army of 100,000, like a floodgate opened, stirred up clouds of dust, following in the footsteps of their king, forward, forward!
Iron hooves thundered, billowing dust, like a giant steel dragon roaring from the horizon.
However, just a few miles away from the magnificent fortress that had been converted from the residences of the four major sects, the dragon seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall.
"stop."
Tang Qing reined in the reins and uttered a single word indifferently.
The 100,000-strong army behind him obeyed orders without question, and the thunderous sound of their galloping hooves came to an abrupt halt.
The thunderous charge vanished in an instant into deathly silence, with only the restless snorting of warhorses and the crisp clinking of armor plates echoing in the chilling air.
The dust settled slowly, revealing the massive complex of buildings built against the mountainside in front of them.
Now, a brand new plaque hangs here.
Tang Clan.
Directly in front of the Tang Clan, a wide open square was already filled with people.
The leader was a burly man with a resolute face and a head of messy, unruly hair; he was none other than Tang Hao of the Haotian Sect.
Beside him stood a young boy, Tang San.
Following them are the clan leaders of the four major sects: Strength, Breakthrough, Defense, and Agility: Titan, Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, and Bai He.
Behind them were densely packed Soul Masters and guards wielding various weapons.
Zhu Zhuqing rode up to Tang Qing's side, her voice clear and crisp.
"Your Highness, according to intelligence, the direct descendants of the four major sects number approximately 2,300 Soul Masters. The number of ordinary guards exceeds 30,000."
In addition, the Tang Sect's newly established martial arts hall, medicine hall, and other departments have also recruited hundreds of Soul Masters.
"Um."
Tang Qing nodded slightly, his gaze passing over the thousands of troops and horses, landing on the group of people in the distance.
His eyes were calm and unwavering, as if what lay before him was not a powerful force capable of contending with a kingdom, but a flock of lambs to the slaughter.
The silence of the standoff was broken by a question laced with suppressed anger.
"Blue Silver King!"
Tang San stepped out from the crowd, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the figure on horseback clad in blue imperial armor.
"Where is my Xiao Wu?! Give Xiao Wu back to me!"
His voice trembled slightly with excitement, containing endless worry and anger.
Tang Qing didn't even glance at him, as if she hadn't heard him at all.
On the contrary, Xue Qinghe, who was standing next to Tang Qing, chuckled softly upon hearing this, and the laughter was particularly clear in the silent battlefield.
"Oh."
She flicked the reins, looking at Tang San with a gaze that held both pity and mockery.
"Your Xiao Wu?"
Xue Qinghe's tone was full of amusement.
"Tang San, right? I advise you not to look for him."
"Your little rabbit is so lowly."
Upon hearing this, Tang San's face turned deathly pale.
"What...what nonsense are you spouting!"
Xue Qinghe's smile deepened, and he spoke slowly and deliberately:
"Am I talking nonsense?"
"I saw it with my own eyes just a few days ago."
Your little dancer, dressed in lace lingerie that barely covered her body and wearing a sexy collar, used every trick in the book to climb into the Blue Silver King's bed.
"That pungent smell could be detected from miles away."
"Tsk tsk, the way she twists her waist and flirts with those eyes, it's truly an eye-opener."
"..."
boom!
Every word Xue Qinghe uttered was like a thousand-pound hammer, slamming heavily into Tang San's heart.
He was completely stunned, his body swayed violently, and he almost lost his balance.
"No...it's impossible..."
His lips had lost their color, and he muttered to himself.
"My Xiaowu... How could my Xiaowu do this..."
"She's always been so innocent and lovely in front of me... She... she's never treated me like this before..."
"..."
An unprecedented sense of humiliation and panic gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.
The scene described by Xue Qinghe involuntarily surfaced in my mind.
Xiao Wu, dressed in revealing clothes, was striking seductive poses in front of another man...
If that's really the case...
And his little dance...
Blue Silver King would probably ruin it!
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