Douluo Qian Renxue: What if Douluo had a reversal?

After listening to Ma Hongjun's description, Tang San frowned, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

He knew that the situation was urgent and a decision must be made quickly. However, at this moment, Yu Xiaogang's voice broke the silence.

"Xiao San, I think we should consider retreating." Although Yu Xiaogang's voice was calm, it was unquestionable and firm.

Tang San suddenly raised his head, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

retreat? The word never entered his mind. He had always been the Tang San who moved forward bravely and never backed down no matter how great the difficulties he faced.

But now, the belief in his heart began to waver.

Yu Xiaogang continued: "The current situation is extremely unfavorable to us. Qian Renxue's strength has exceeded our expectations, and our defense line is already in danger. If we continue to persist, it will only cause greater casualties. Moreover, we cannot The entire army was wiped out here.”

Tang San frowned in confusion, recalling his experience of fighting Qian Renxue.

"Qian Renxue, I have also fought against her." Tang San said solemnly, his eyes flashing with thought, "She is indeed powerful, but the moment I fought against her, I could feel Her soul power fluctuation should only be that of a level 80 Contra."

Yu Xiaogang nodded, his eyes revealing deep wisdom, "Yes, you are not wrong. However, fighting is not only a duel of soul power, but also the use of strategy and skills. Qian Renxue To be able to rise up in such a short period of time and show such great strength on the battlefield must have her unique fighting style and strategic vision."

"Moreover, what we are really worried about is not the girl named Qian Renxue, but the soul beast around her. The problem is that she can fuse with the soul beast."

Yu Xiaogang's words made everyone present fall into deep thought.

The scene of fighting Qian Renxue appeared in Ma Hongjun's mind, the powerful aura, and the faintly visible figure of the soul beast beside her.

"Soul beast?" Tang Lie frowned, "You mean, she can merge with the soul beast?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded, "Yes, this is what I am most worried about. I don't know what method Qian Renxue used to fuse with the soul beast. Our previous understanding of the Spirit Empire was not deep enough. This time we must re- Assess their strengths.”

"And I just got news that Hanshan Pass was defeated and the leader of Haotian Sect, Tang Hao, was killed in battle."

The atmosphere suddenly became depressing, and Tang Lie's eyes flashed with shock and pain. He clenched his fists, as if to suppress the grief in his heart.

Tang San's eyes were firm, but an indescribable wave also surged in his heart.

"Sect Master Tang Hao was killed in battle?" Tang San's voice was trembling. He tried to calm himself down, but the grief in his heart could not be concealed.

Yu Xiaogang nodded heavily, "Yes, the news has been confirmed. Sect Master Tang Hao fought bravely in the Battle of Hanshan Pass, but in the end he lost to the Empress Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Empire. His sacrifice won us precious time, but now we face a more serious situation.”

Tang San stood in front of the map, his hands clenched into fists, blue veins popping out.

His eyes were firm and fiery, as if he wanted to carve every inch of land on the map into his heart.

Jialing Pass, which they had conquered at great cost, was now facing the possibility of retreat.

This helplessness and unwillingness made the fire in his heart burn even more intensely.

He looked up outside the tent. The sky was gloomy, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

But his heart is more determined. No matter how many difficulties and challenges lie ahead, he will not give up easily.

"We can't retreat." Tang San's voice was firm and powerful, echoing in the camp.

His eyes swept over everyone present, his eyes flashing with faith and determination, "Jialing Pass is our bottom line. If we give up here, it will be equivalent to giving up the entire Douluo Continent. We cannot let our previous efforts be in vain. "

Tang San's words were like a torrent, instantly arousing the enthusiasm of everyone present. His eyes shone with determination, as if there was an invisible force stirring everyone's heart.

He took a deep breath, his voice full of determination: "We still have the Tang Sect's hidden weapons."

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and a small hidden weapon as black as ink appeared in his hand. The surface of the hidden weapon exuded a faint cold light, as if it contained endless power.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this sudden hidden weapon. They looked at the hidden weapon in Tang San's hand, with a flash of shock and confusion in their eyes.

Tang San smiled slightly and explained: "This is our Tang Sect's secret weapon, the peacock feather. It is powerful enough to pose a fatal threat to the Spirit Empire."

Yu Xiaogang shook his head, with a hint of helplessness and worry between his brows. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through the darkness of the future.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and firm: "Xiao San, I understand your determination, but even if we have the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, we may not be able to change the overall situation."

He walked to the map, pointed to the area marked in red, and continued: "Look, Hanshan Pass has been lost, and the Wuhun Empire's army is advancing towards us. Our forces have been dispersed, while the other side is concentrated. We have superior strength. Under such a situation, even if we have powerful weapons, it will be difficult to resist the opponent's attack."

Tang San held the hidden weapon in his hand tightly, his eyes shining with an unyielding light. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Teacher, I know the situation is serious, but we can't give up just like this. We have put in too much effort and cannot easily retreat just because of temporary difficulties. I believe that as long as we are united, We will definitely find a way to defeat our enemies.”

After Tang San finished speaking, the camp fell into a brief silence. Tang San held the hidden weapon tightly, his eyes firm and fiery, as if he wanted to incorporate that unyielding belief into it. He took a deep breath, raised his head, and glanced at everyone present.

"Xiaosan, the momentary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything." Yu Xiaogang's voice was low and powerful, as if there was a kind of magic power that cheered everyone up, "Now, what we have to do is to win over the Haotian Empire. We will use our army and territory to strengthen the Tang Sect’s power. Only in this way can we gain a greater advantage in future battles.”

His fingers traced across the map. It was a winding and determined route, as if foreshadowing their future journey.

Tang San bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes shining with unwillingness. He knew what Yu Xiaogang said was true, but did they really give up like this? He was unwilling to give in. They had paid too much for the peace of Douluo Continent, and he couldn't just watch everything go up in smoke.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San's unwilling look and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He understood Tang San's mood, but he also knew the cruelty of reality.

He patted Tang San on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Xiao San, I understand your feelings, but we must have a long-term perspective. The current situation is not good for us, we need to accumulate strength and wait for the opportunity."

He paused and continued: "Moreover, our high-end combat power this time is indeed too small. Bibi Dong and the seven elders of Wuhun Palace are top powerhouses, and we need more powerful force to fight them."

After Yu Xiaogang's words fell, the camp fell into silence again. Tang San held the hidden weapon tightly, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about Yu Xiaogang's words.