Don't You Know How? I'll Teach You

One month later, Luo Chuan did not wait for Flender, but instead waited for Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo.

At this moment, Tang Hao's aura grew increasingly tyrannical, and the moment he set his Clear Sky Hammer down on the ground, the entire Shrek trembled.

"Zhao Wuji, get your ass out here." Tang Hao scanned Shrek Academy with his gaze and, failing to find Flender's figure, had no choice but to haul Zhao Wuji out.

Instead of going out, Zhao Wuji scampered over to Luo Chuan's side with utmost cunning: "Xiao Chuan, you have to hold down the fort for me."

Zhao Wuji seemed to have realized something and had come straight to Luo Chuan. After using the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum provided by Luo Chuan, his soul power had advanced by leaps and bounds, and it was clear he could achieve the rank of Soul Douluo in less than two years. Nor was he overly coy; he had directly joined Luo Shen Hall.

Now, the member benefits of Luo Shen Hall were about to manifest. Old Zhao was proud, and upon his head, after all, sat a Limit Douluo.

"Let's go, Teacher Zhao." Naturally, Luo Chuan would not allow Zhao Wuji to be bullied by Tang Hao. Even though Tang Hao would not deal a fatal blow, Zhao Wuji was also a member of Luo Shen Hall and had doted on him quite a bit.

Outside the academy gates, Tang Hao looked at Zhao Wuji with displeasure: "Zhao Wuji, where is Flender?"

"The Headmaster and Tang San took Grandmaster's corpse to the Blue Dot Tyrannosaurus Rex Family. They haven't returned yet."

"Bullshit, I saw Xiao San, and he almost died out there. Is this the agreement you made with me?"

Tang Hao had suddenly felt restless in his heart, prompting him to come to Shrek to check on Tang San. Yet he never expected to run into Tang San and Dai Mubai being hunted down by a group of soul masters halfway there, barely escaping with their lives.

Zhao Wuji's expression shifted, and he immediately frowned: "Clear Sky Crown, Tang San chose to leave Shrek of his own accord; surely we can't be expected to follow him around specially?"

"I'm not here to talk nonsense with you. Bring me Flender." Tang Hao couldn't be bothered to argue with Zhao Wuji; he was simply here to vent his spleen today.

However, Zhao Wuji shook his head: "The Headmaster is not at the academy. Ever since he and Tang San left, a whole month has passed without them returning."

As he spoke, Zhao Wuji mentally cursed Flender for being such a pitfall of a man.

"Since he's not here, you shall bear it all by yourself." Tang Hao placed the Clear Sky Hammer to the side and stretched his wrists, paying no heed to Luo Chuan and the others who were lined up by the academy gates to watch the spectacle from the sidelines.

Zhao Wuji looked at Tang Hao, then turned his gaze toward Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan chuckled: "Why must the Clear Sky Douluo fly into a rage over this? I wonder how Tang San's injuries are doing?"

Seeing Luo Chuan speak up, Tang Hao wasn't angry: "You little brat have quite the nerve, but don't ask about things you shouldn't. Xiao San won't die yet; he has made it his ambition to defeat you, after all."

"If I'm used as a target, that's hardly a good choice." Luo Chuan smiled, then added: "Since the Clear Sky Douluo is still full of pent-up anger, why not find someone else to spar with?"

"Someone else?" Tang Hao chuckled upon hearing this. Had he been decadent for too long, causing the killing intent on his body to retract instead?

Yet the moment he swept his gaze over and spotted Yun Ming, he let down his guard.

"Him?" Tang Hao stared intently at Yun Ming, who gave a slight nod and offered an evaluation: "Not entirely lacking."

Hearing Yun Ming's evaluation, the aura on Tang Hao's body instantly turned ice-cold: "Not entirely lacking? I'd like to see what gives you the right to evaluate me like that.

Rest assured, I won't hurt you."

Tang Hao flipped his hand to hoist the Clear Sky Hammer, and with a flash of his figure, he appeared several hundred meters away.

Yun Ming's complexion remained calm, and with a single step forward, he too arrived several hundred meters away.

Tang Hao had perceived Yun Ming's extraordinary nature, and thus chose a stretch of wasteland near the village as a battleground.

"Make your move." Tang Hao flicked the Clear Sky Hammer, holding it slantwise in one hand.

Yun Ming smiled faintly, and the Sky-Supporting Spear materialized in his grasp: "I must say, you count as good timber. You seem unconvinced."

Yun Ming's voice was flat. As he held the Sky-Supporting Spear in his hand, nine soul rings—six black and three red—sleeved onto the spear one after another.

"This is impossible!" Tang Hao's reaction was identical to the one Grandmaster and the others had when they first met Yun Ming.

Only, Tang Hao's state of mind was far stronger than Grandmaster's; he was startled for only a brief moment before turning solemn. After all, following his receipt of the Heavenly Dao reward, his soul ring configuration had also undergone tremendous changes, standing at eight black and one red.

"Who are you?" Tang Hao glanced at the Heavenly Ranking: "Are you? No, I've met Bo Saixi."

"..." Luo Chuan was speechless. Bo Saixi? You've got to be kidding me?

"Yun Ming! Not on the Heavenly Ranking!" Yun Ming didn't make a move right away either.

Ding! Tang Hao's trust in the Heavenly Ranking has plummeted to the minimum. Reward: Hundred-Thousand-Year Strength Right Arm Bone x1, God-Given Soul Ring x1

Another wave of rewards harvested invisibly, and Luo Chuan felt secretly pleased in his heart.

Moreover, the three God-Given Soul Rings needed to break through to the Soul Ancestor realm had now been gathered. This spared him the trouble of having to hunt soul beasts.

To be honest, Luo Chuan also felt that the cultivation rules of Douluo Continent had gone astray, but since the rules were as they were, wanting to change them required the strength to break the rules itself.

"It's about time to find a chance to go into seclusion." Luo Chuan made up his mind and looked once more toward the battlefield between Yun Ming and Tang Hao. There were many things he hadn't used yet, such as the Dragon Bloodline; that thing was a fine treasure indeed.

By this time, the two had already clashed, Tang Hao wielding the Clear Sky Hammer as the Chaotic Cloak was predictably put into play.

Yun Ming, by contrast, remained completely at ease. Wielding a short spear in one hand, any casual thrust he made left Tang Hao struggling to parry.

"Senior Yun Ming is so strong!" Zhao Wuji witnessed Yun Ming's might once more, and now, having a point of comparison, the extent of Yun Ming's strength was all the more apparent.

"It's just that Tang Hao's rank is too low, only level ninety-seven." Ya Li spoke up, immediately drawing everyone's gaze.

Ya Li glanced at the crowd, her delicate hand lightly covering her red lips as if she had overlooked something.

"Hahahaha, good, exhilarating! Again!" The milky-white imprint on the Clear Sky Hammer flashed brightly as the Divine Slaughter's Domain tore open.

"Not a bad domain." Yun Ming offered a single sentence of praise. This time, not only was Tang Hao not angry, but he was exceptionally excited instead, much like a child who had just won approval from an elder.

Luo Chuan watched the increasingly bizarre battlefield and cast a strange look at Ya Li, asking: "Senior Yun Ming should be under forty years old, right?"

"Big Brother Ming is already forty-five now, Palace Master. He became a Limit Douluo seven years ago." Ya Li reminisced, making Yun Ming sound quite advanced in age.

Silence fell over the scene, and Zhao Wuji pretended he hadn't heard a single thing.

It seemed that Tang Hao, the youngest Titled Douluo in the world, had become a Titled Douluo at the age of forty-five.

Now Tang San was thirty-two, and Tang Hao was already fifty-seven.

Zhao Wuji's talent could be considered quite good; even without Luo Chuan's help, becoming a Titled Douluo was merely a matter of time. Yet at this moment, he too seemed to be approaching fifty.

"Senior Ya Li and Senior Yun Ming appear to be roughly the same age, don't they?" Luo Chuan delivered a timely twist of the knife, and the surrounding crowd stared fixedly at Tang Hao with wide eyes, wondering what expression he would wear if he heard this conversation.

"The Clear Sky Hammer has a burst-type self-created soul skill. Do you know how to use it?" Yun Ming casually suppressed Tang Hao, then suddenly uttered those words.

Tang Hao's figure paused abruptly, and the next instant he was sent flying by a beam of spear light.

"Don't you know how? Would you like me to teach you?"

Yun Ming spun the Sky-Supporting Spear in his hand into a flower of light, standing suspended in mid-air as he looked down at Tang Hao, who was struggling to steady his footing.