Chapter 1760: Chapter 716: How Does She Have So Many Heavenly God Skills?
Therefore, Tang Lang believed that even Zhao Ji might not be a match for him.
Unless Zhao Ji also had a powerful auxiliary Heavenly God like him by her side.
However, such powerful auxiliary Heavenly Gods are rare, and Tang Lang thought it unlikely.
It was through such comprehensive analysis that Tang Lang felt confident in dealing with Qiu Tu’s schemes.
In fact, feeling his odds were good, he was somewhat looking forward to the attack from Qiu Tu and others.
— After all... in his opinion, both the "Star Casting God King" and his wife Yao Qin were a bit too cautious.
If the Heavenly Gods from the "Boundless Heart Sea" were truly that strong, how could they still need to blow up the "World Channel"?
If he could directly defeat Qiu Tu during their assault, maybe he could claim the first achievement in this world invasion!
In this way, he could stand proud in front of Yao Qin, without having to endure her oppression daily!
And what if he couldn’t win?
He was genuinely not worried. Even if he couldn’t win, he could run, or if not, he could stall for time.
He was mentally connected with his wife, and since he was on a mission to lure the enemy, if he didn’t contact her within half an hour or an hour, she would most likely realize something was wrong and come to his aid immediately.
With this in mind, Tang Lang felt even more assured.
So, while remaining vigilant, he continued to act according to plan.
Just like that, he walked for another ten minutes or so.
Just as Tang Lang began to doubt his speculations, suddenly, a figure appeared before him.
Tang Lang’s steps involuntarily slowed down, his narrow eyes squinting slightly as he scrutinized the figure.
Somewhat different from what he had imagined. What appeared before him was not someone else, but a delicate, jade-carved young girl.
The girl seemed only twelve or thirteen years old, exquisitely carved, and extremely beautiful.
On her forehead was a golden star. Her small face, the size of a palm, had skin as fair as snow with a hint of pink, a delicately small and high nose, and eyes like two clear springs, crystal-clear and lively.
’Not Qiu Tu?’
Tang Lang muttered to himself, but he did not lower his guard.
Above the Heavenly God level, appearances are deceitful and cannot be used as a measure of strength.
So he watched the young girl cautiously and asked, "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"
Hearing his question, the young girl smiled. Her smile was beautiful, her eyes curving like crescent moons.
Then she started speaking rapidly, "I’m Qing Lan. Are you Tang Lang?"
She looked Tang Lang up and down and bluntly stated, "You... are really ugly."
Possibly having never encountered such a direct personal attack, Tang Lang was momentarily stunned:.....
After a brief moment, he regained his composure, squinting his eyes and glaring fiercely at Qing Lan, intending to retort.
But just then, Qing Lan, with her big watery eyes, looked at Tang Lang and said, "That’s strange. To become a Heavenly God, one has undergone countless adjustments."
"How could there still be such an ugly one?"
"So... do you have a problem with your aesthetics?"
Tang Lang:....
Qing Lan pouted her little mouth and shook her head, "No, no. It’s not you with aesthetic problems, but your wife."
"She’s so pretty, yet she chose someone like you who’s quite the odd one. Surely her aesthetics are questionable."
Saying this, Qing Lan seemed to have thought of something and suddenly covered her mouth with her small hands, then with an astonished expression said, "Could your wife have a ’fetish for ugliness’?"
It must be said, having been oppressed by his wife for years, Tang Lang had long since become someone who wears the word "endurance" on his forehead.
The usual mockery didn’t bother him in the slightest.
But! This kind of personal attack from Qing Lan, involving his wife, was truly intolerable for him.
Besides, he initially intended to provoke Qiu Tu’s side into action. So after Qing Lan’s relentless ridicule, he shouted "Ahhhh!" a few times, then leaped forward towards Qing Lan!
As he swung his claw, his hand expanded, the nails elongated sharply, resembling the claws of a giant wolf, glistening with a silvery-white sheen.
However, upon seeing this, Qing Lan showed no trace of fear.
She looked at the attacking wolf claw and, without hesitation, shouted, "Heavenly God Skill - Six Workplace Forms No. 4: Scapegoat!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the next moment, Tang Lang’s claw was at her! Relentlessly slashing towards Qing Lan’s neck!
Yet, as Tang Lang’s claw came down, Qing Lan’s neck suffered no harm.
On the contrary, several red slashes suddenly appeared on Tang Lang’s own neck!
"Argh~~!" Unprepared for such a turn of events, Tang Lang screamed, clutching his neck as he quickly retreated!
Only after putting five meters between him and Qing Lan did Tang Lang look at her, still shaken.
He reached for his neck, then looked at his hand: it was bloody! Not an illusion!
With this realization, Tang Lang looked cautiously at Qing Lan.
His narrow eyes squinted, his brain constantly analyzing Qing Lan’s "Heavenly God Skill."
’Auxiliary type Heavenly God Skill!’
’The effect is... damage transfer!’
Having identified Qing Lan’s "Heavenly God Skill," Tang Lang couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
Qing Lan’s "Heavenly God Skill" might not be strong, but... it’s extremely troublesome.
Unless Tang Lang’s power surged explosively, directly breaking through the transfer limit of that "Scapegoat," whatever damage he inflicted on Qing Lan would simply transfer to him!
