Chapter 662 Tang San's Furious Roar, Terrifying Strength_1

"I think Tang San will win. Although I didn't lend him much power, this was already enough for him to dominate the lower realms." The Destruction God was very confident; his power could annihilate anything, and Xu Ran was no match for him.

At the same time, he felt an inexplicable hint of jealousy in his heart.

Xiao Lü didn't believe in him?

"Let's just wait and see," the Life Goddess said with a smile, aware that the Destruction God was feeling jealous, she gave him a gentle look.

Instantly, the Destruction God's anger dissipated.

He owed Xiao Lü too much. The two in love, yet unable to be together; life and destruction were mutually exclusive. They could only watch each other from a distance. Even so, Xiao Lü had always stood by his side without a word.

Such a woman, no matter what she did, he would forgive her.

If Xu Ran were here, he might remind the Destruction God King with a word: A woman who guards an empty room alone, won't have a bad aura around her.

Of course, whose child she's carrying, well, that's another story.

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"Host brother, you now have 35,700 Skill Points."

"Time for the draw," Xu Ran said as he walked on, feeling it still wasn't entirely safe. The Rakshasa God knew his strength, yet he still helped Tang San to challenge him to a decisive battle, which made him sense something was wrong.

This indicated that Tang San's current strength was not weaker than the prior Rakshasa God, and perhaps even stronger.

Although Tang San had always been trampled under his feet, Tang San was definitely no fool.

"Congratulations to host brother for drawing a fivefold increase in Soul Ring age limit."

"Congratulations to host brother for drawing the Armor of the Thorns of Light. Defense against any negative attributes increased by one hundred percent, repression of evil Rakshasa attribute increased by one hundred percent."

"Congratulations to host brother for drawing a legacy of the God of Speed."

The voice of the System's miss rang in Xu Ran's ears.

Xu Ran was astounded.

Indeed, the lottery with tens of thousands of Skill Points... yielded different rewards.

Xu Ran closed his eyes, savoring the changes in his body.

Xu Ran's Soul Power soared crazily; he could feel intense transformations happening to him, an ominous aura enveloping him. In a previous draw, he had received the advantage of having all Soul Rings promoting to a hundred thousand years.

Now his seven Soul Rings were all at a hundred thousand years.

And now with a fivefold increase, they were Soul Rings of five hundred thousand years!

"Do my remaining three unborn Soul Rings benefit from this draw?" Xu Ran asked, carried away by the overwhelming power within him, he reveled in it.

No man does not long for power.

Although Xu Ran did not diligently cultivate, this did not mean he did not relish strength.

The gene in men contains the violent factor; everyone yearns to possess supreme power to suppress everything in the world that displeases them.

And now he had achieved it, at least in Soul Land, he was powerful enough to suppress everything.

With the power inside his body now, he could explode any Titled Douluo level existence with a single punch.

"You can," the System's miss confirmed with a nod.

She gazed at Xu Ran in the void, seeing a kingly aura emanating from him, the day he would reign supreme seemed close at hand.

Remembering when Xu Ran first crossed over to become her host, and then the time she spent with him as he slowly grew, the System's miss had a smile on her face.

She felt honored to have accompanied Xu Ran's growth.

If life could start over, she would still choose to accompany him without hesitation.

"It won't be too long now," Xu Ran said after a moment of silence.

He didn't know what promise to make to the System Miss. She had always been inside him, helping him. In terms of feelings, what the System Miss gave him was no less than what Xiaowu or Zhu Qing did.

"There's no rush."

"Actually, I don't even want to Transform anymore. Because if I Transform, I can't stay by your side inseparably like this," the System Miss said softly. She used to long for freedom, for the world outside. As Xu Ran's strength grew stronger, the possibility of her Transforming increased, yet she started to hesitate.

She was afraid of losing Xu Ran. Once she Transformed, she wouldn't be able to see him whenever and wherever she wanted.

"Are you silly?"

"If you don't Transform, how can you bear me children?"

Xu Ran smiled.

He was curious as to what form the child born from him and the System Miss would take.

It couldn't possibly be a little System, and then parasitize the "Host"...

And if they had a bunch of little Systems, an Invincible System, a Show-off Face-slapping System, a Check-in System, an Upgrade System, a Flirting System... Wouldn't he be invincible then?

"Oh." The System Miss's face flushed red as she looked down at her flat tummy. Suddenly, she wanted to Transform again; she wanted to bear Xu Ran a child.

A woman's mind can be so fickle.

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Xu Ran donned the Armor of the Thorns of Light and walked towards the platform.

This battle held no more suspense.

With his strength improved so dramatically, what was Tang San anyway?

Even if Tang San had other trump cards besides the Rakshasa God, none would be his match.

Xu Ran walked slowly, his graceful demeanor drawing gazes from countless onlookers.

Today, the protagonists were Xu Ran and Tang San. The crowd couldn't help but compare the two in their minds. They found Xu Ran to be quite poised, neither humble nor arrogant, and exuding an ethereal quality. Although Xu Ran was extremely talented, there wasn't any arrogance about him.

Although Tang San was powerful, he was an evil Soul Master with a strong Rakshasa evil aura about him. Tang San's strength probably came from nefarious means, and one could only guess how much blood stained his hands.

"Hmph, trying to mystify. Today is your day of death."

Tang San snorted coldly, an endless surge of murderous aura emanating from him.

Boom!

The air exploded, a terrifying presence released from Tang San's body.

The aura was incredibly evil. Tang San's eyes turned red, long fangs grew from the corners of his mouth, and his face turned a bluish color. His ordinary face had transformed into something terrifying.

When wielding the power of Rakshasa, one would be affected; after all, Rakshasa itself was a being with a green face and sharp fangs, a detestable existence.

The entire sky was shrouded in blood-red, and everyone smelled the thick scent of blood. Some with weaker constitutions immediately began to vomit. Others turned pale.

"Xu Ran!"

"Xu Ran!"

"Xu Ran!"

Tang San's consciousness slowly blurred. All he could see was the figure of Xu Ran and nobody else.

The image of Xu Ran had penetrated deep into his soul. If he didn't kill Xu Ran, he would never rest in peace, even as a ghost.

Tang San's shrieks for Xu Ran sounded like a vengeful spirit, chilling the tens of thousands present. Even the powerful elites of Martial Soul Hall felt fear, for not everyone was aware of the existence of gods.

They only knew Tang San's strength exceeded their understanding, even surpassing Qian Dao Liu's.

They even wondered if Tang San were to strike with his full power, everyone there would meet a gruesome end. At that moment, the spectators who came to watch the battle were filled with deep regret. They regretted that if Xu Ran couldn't hold off Tang San, probably no one here could.