A Farewell Feast

"Your Grace, why are you doing this?" Yu Xiaogang slowly rose to his feet and looked at Tang Hao beside him in confusion.

Tang Hao let out a heavy sigh. It was understandable that Yu Xiaogang and the others did not know the full story; they had already withdrawn from the Training Ground at the time.

Tang Hao put away the Clear Sky Hammer and told the three of them what had happened earlier. After hearing his account, Flender and the others finally understood the whole sequence of events.

So they had survived entirely because Kizaru had gone all out in putting on an act. If Kizaru had truly wanted to deal with them, he would never have wasted words on them.

Tang Hao was a clever man. He had noticed something from the very first exchange with Kizaru. No matter how domineering his Martial Soul Avatar was, it would not have taken Kizaru much effort to block it.

Even Tang Hao had found the sight of Kizaru being blasted away unbelievable. Yet after thinking it over carefully, the truth became clear. As one of the people who knew Kizaru's true strength best, Tang Hao had more or less understood Kizaru's intentions at that time.

Many years ago, Kizaru had also acted out a scene with him without giving him any warning. It was precisely because of that experience that Tang Hao had been able to grasp Kizaru's intentions so quickly.

If Kizaru had not created the illusion of being sent flying by him, even Tang Hao, a Super Douluo, likely would not have been able to get away smoothly.

"So we owe Priest Kizaru such a huge favor. Suddenly, these injuries don't seem like much at all!" Flender scratched his head somewhat sheepishly.

The reason for his embarrassment was