"Urgh!"
The sickle stabbed into Tang Hao's kidney, making him suck in a sharp breath of pain. He hurriedly swung the Clear Sky Hammer at Bibi Dong while channeling Soul Power beneath his feet, rapidly retreating to keep his distance from her.
"Ah—"
Tang Hao let out a low roar as he retreated. Raising a filthy, callused arm, he touched his waist. When he looked, his hand was covered in blood, and he could even smell the sickening stench of it.
"dad!"
Seeing Tang Hao injured, Tang San's eyes nearly split with rage as he ran toward him like a madman. But Tang Hao suddenly shouted.
"Xiao San, don't come over!"
"dad..."
Tang San looked utterly confused, unable to understand why Tang Hao would not let him approach, but he still stopped.
Across from them, Bibi Dong revealed a cruel smile. "Hehehe, Tang Hao, my sickle was coated in a deadly poison. The poison has already seeped into your marrow. You are doomed to die! Today is the day the Clear Sky Douluo dies!"
"..."
Tang Hao did not refute her. First, the poison in his waist and abdomen hurt so badly that he could not speak. Second, he knew Bibi Dong was right. The poison had already invaded his bone marrow and was spreading toward his internal organs.
Tang Hao's body was gradually going numb. If he had not been using Soul Power to suppress the poison, he would likely have been unable to move by now.
There was also the fact that Bibi Dong's earlier strike had aggravated his old injuries. The worsening injuries and poison fed off one another, making his body suffer even more!
"...Hmph!" Tang Hao panted heavily and snorted coldly.
"Bibi Dong! Even if today is my day of death, I'll drag all of