Tang Hao! (Please Recommend This Book!)

"What!"

Seeing Jiang Qianhai suddenly vanish, Tang Hao was slightly startled.

But a Title Douluo's keen senses let him instantly realize the truth.

"Such terrifying speed. Truly extraordinary. But you have no idea how powerful a Title Douluo is!"

"Divine Slaughter's Domain!"

Scarlet fluctuations enveloped the surroundings, and Jiang Qianhai's figure was instantly captured by his senses.

Clang!

Metal rang against metal. Jiang Qianhai's figure flashed and vanished, and only then did Tang Hao realize how troublesome his speed was.

Clang!

Another attack came. The interval between the two attacks was extremely short. Tang Hao had no time to gather strength and could only defend. If he made even the slightest move to counterattack, Jiang Qianhai's attack would land on him.

He couldn't guarantee that he could withstand several of Jiang Qianhai's attacks. After all, his Martial Soul was the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one offensive Martial Soul, and it wasn't strong defensively.

A textbook glass cannon!

So he truly didn't dare take Jiang Qianhai's attacks head-on.

Of course, he couldn't hit Jiang Qianhai either. Jiang Qianhai swung his weapon even faster than Tang Hao swung his hammer. Even if Tang Hao endured one attack and tried to counterattack, by the time his hammer fell, there was already no one there.

Moreover, with his experience, Tang Hao could tell that Jiang Qianhai's current speed was entirely an explosive technique. And any explosive technique had to end eventually!

But constantly twisting his body under such a heavy burden also consumed a great deal of stamina. In the end, the result would depend on which of them collapsed first!

In the eyes of the two spectators, Tang Hao's body spun about in twitching motions. He had forcibly turned a hammer into a hammer-shaped shield. All Zhao Wuji and the others could see was sparks flying from the hammer. They couldn't even see Jiang Qianhai's shadow!

At the same time, the clanging beside their ears never stopped. In the span of a single breath, they could hear hundreds of clashes between metal and metal. The continuous sounds merged into one long string, as though they had never stopped.

"Hey! Flender."

Zhao Wuji nudged Flender with his elbow.

Flender turned his head in confusion.

"If you were attacked like this, how many seconds do you think you could last?"

Hearing this, the corners of Flender's mouth twitched wildly. At that attack frequency, he would have been beaten into paste within one second. And Zhao Wuji was asking how many seconds?

What a joke. He wouldn't even last one second!

As though sensing Flender's speechlessness, Zhao Wuji chuckled.

You were watching from the side while I was getting beaten earlier!

"Do you think Jiang Qianhai is really only twelve years old?"

Zhao Wuji's expression turned serious as he brought up the matter at hand.

Hearing this, Flender couldn't give a definite answer. After all, who would believe that a twelve-year-old could hold his own against a Title Douluo—moreover, the Clear Sky Douluo, who possessed the number-one Tool Martial Soul and was known as the youngest Title Douluo in history?

If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it either!

"Ah! Something's happening!"

The two noticed a change in the battle and hurriedly looked over.

Jiang Qianhai had already stopped. He was panting heavily, leaning on his strange weapon, and no longer attacking. On the other side, Tang Hao also let out a long breath before taking a deep look at Jiang Qianhai.

The two tacitly chose to stop. Fighting had been uncomfortable for both of them: one had strength with nowhere to use it, while the other had to remain completely focused at all times.

Their bodies were tired, and so were their minds.

They were both nearly at their limits.

Besides, they weren't fighting to the death. Why fight so desperately?

Tang Hao was the first to be unable to hold out. After that exchange of attacks, his body was already aching faintly, and his old injuries had nearly flared up. Although he still had plenty of techniques he hadn't used, such as Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer and Great Sumeru Hammer—

the former required him to borrow force, but Jiang Qianhai's speed gave him no time to do so.

As for the latter, he was certain he couldn't hit Jiang Qianhai at all!

With that kind of speed, Jiang Qianhai could completely escape the attack range before Tang Hao brought the hammer down!

After fighting Jiang Qianhai, Tang Hao was thoroughly disgusted.

It was like a master swordsman encountering Yordle Teemo: he couldn't hit him at all, and every slash missed.

Jiang Qianhai felt much the same. He couldn't hit Tang Hao either. None of his attacks could land on the man!

Tang Hao's combat experience and reaction speed were both incredibly strong!

Only now did Jiang Qianhai deeply realize how inadequate his own strength was.

Tang Hao recalled his Martial Soul, turned, and left. Before departing, he threw out a harsh warning: "If you lay a hand on Xiao San, I'll kill you even if it means crippling myself!"

Jiang Qianhai's expression became extremely ugly upon hearing this.

Looking at the whole affair, he had merely been hugging his girlfriend while sleeping. This man had needlessly called him out, then tried to bully him despite his age. After failing to win, he had even threatened him before leaving.

Most importantly, that man had looked entirely self-righteous!

Jiang Qianhai was thoroughly disgusted.

If you're leaving, then just leave. Why pull something like that at the end?

Damn it, who could put up with this?

If I had Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Flame, I'd transform into Douluo Xiao Yan and crush that bastard despite the difference in ranks!

Still, this battle had let him experience the domains unique to Douluo-world experts. Their direct weakening effect was indeed no small matter.

When Tang Hao activated Divine Slaughter's Domain, Jiang Qianhai had immediately felt as though he had become weak.

That feeling was unbearably unpleasant!

Seeing Jiang Qianhai's dark expression, the two spectators didn't dare say much, afraid of becoming targets for his anger.

After all, they knew Jiang Qianhai's situation. What ordinary person could remain in a good mood after encountering someone who picked a fight for no reason?

Jiang Qianhai glanced toward Flender, then turned and left.

"Phew~" *2

Zhao Wuji glanced at Flender speechlessly. "You can fly. Why were you nervous? I was even hoping that if Jiang Qianhai went berserk, you could carry me away."

Flender was momentarily speechless and could only stammer out a forced explanation. "Well... how can you be so sure Jiang Qianhai can't fly?"

Zhao Wuji was also left speechless.

Could Jiang Qianhai fly?

He wasn't sure either. But could someone who had fought a Title Douluo to a standstill really not fly?

"Besides, even if he jumped, he could still knock us out of the sky. Believe me!" Seeing Zhao Wuji at a loss for words, Flender glared at him unhappily.

Zhao Wuji thought about it and realized Flender was right. His entire body immediately wilted.

"The times have changed!"

Flender also nodded heavily. As for seeking justice for Dai Mubai?

Sorry, he, Flender, and that Bai fellow were merely principal and student. There was even a teacher between them. They weren't directly related and weren't that close!

It wasn't that he was Heartless. They truly had no way to resist. Under ideal circumstances, if it were an ordinary Title Douluo, the Golden Iron Triangle might still be able to hold them off.

But what could they use to stop Jiang Qianhai?

Swish, swish, swish—and before they could even form their trinity, their heads would already be gone!

Shrek had really invited an ancestor into their midst!

With sighs of misery, the two supported each other as they walked toward the academy.

Meanwhile, Jiang Qianhai had already returned to Zhu Zhuqing's dormitory. After Zhu Zhuqing asked what had happened, he recounted the entire affair with a gloomy expression.

After hearing it, Zhu Zhuqing's expression wasn't any better.

"The father and son are two of a kind. Forget it. Don't talk about them anymore. Let's sleep."

"Sure. Let's sleep!"

"Let me make this clear first! Touching is fine, but don't rub! It hurts!"

"Uh... I'll try..."

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