Douluo: As a Healer, It's Reasonable to Carry a Sniper Rifle

When Tang San saw Luo Hao, his expression eased considerably.

However, his face was filled with extreme speechlessness.

"I want to become the king of the village kids, so naturally I have to defeat you!"

Luo Hao declared proudly.

Tang San: ...

"Fine, I admit you're the king of the kids, alright? I have something urgent to do. I don't have time to play with you."

Tang San waved him off perfunctorily.

After all, his true age was already over thirty.

He really had nothing in common with a little brat like Luo Hao.

It was merely a useless title.

Since Luo Hao wanted it.

Tang San could just acknowledge it.

As long as Luo Hao did not disturb his cultivation.

"Tsk tsk, that won't do~"

"The title of 'king of the kids' has to be earned through battle. It's not something I can get just because you acknowledge it."

"You're just afraid of losing too badly. There's no one here right now."

"Come on, duel me."

"Even if you lose, no one will laugh at you!"

Luo Hao stood with his hands behind his back and spoke arrogantly.

Tang San: ...

He had already lost count.

Of how many times he had been left speechless.

Why had such an oddball appeared.

In an otherwise perfectly normal Holy Spirit Village?

"Hehe, I see you go up the mountain to meditate every morning at dawn."

"Though I don't know what it's for, it must be very important to you~"

"If you don't accept my challenge today, I'll keep blocking you and see what you do!"

Luo Hao put on the look of someone who had caught Tang San by the weakness and began acting shamelessly.

Hearing Luo Hao say that.

Tang San noticed that the sky was growing brighter, and anxiety rose in his heart.

Purple Demon Eye was the only cultivation technique through which he could currently see any progress.

Every opportunity to cultivate it was incomparably precious to him.

If this fellow delayed him.

He might really miss the right time to cultivate.

And judging by Luo Hao's shameless appearance, he clearly had Tang San figured out.

"Fine, I accept." Tang San's eyes flickered. After giving it some thought, he ultimately chose to accept Luo Hao's request.

"Since this Luo Hao doesn't know what's good for him, I'll teach him a small lesson and make him back off. Grandpa Jack probably won't blame me for it." Tang San thought.

"Good!"

"Then if you lose, you'll have to call me Boss from now on!" Luo Hao said excitedly, his eyes shining.

"Fine!"

"If I win, you're never allowed to pester me again!" Tang San said.

"Of course."

Luo Hao said so aloud, but inwardly he was disdainful.

"Damn it, if it weren't for the system mission, who the hell would want to pester you?"

On a patch of grass at the edge of the village.

"Come on, I'll give you a chance. You can make the first move." Luo Hao crooked a finger at Tang San provocatively.

"No. I'm afraid I might hurt you, so you should make the first move instead." Tang San stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a little adult.

He had been in this world for so long.

Naturally, he understood the level of martial strength among the humans of this world.

Luo Hao was merely a little brat who had never cultivated at all.

They were nothing more than the usual moves from street brawls.

What skill could they possibly have?

"Fine, you said it!"

"Take this!"

Luo Hao shouted.

He swung his fist and charged straight at Tang San.

His fist quickly reached Tang San's face.

"Heh~"

Tang San chuckled softly.

Tang San casually raised a hand.

He prepared to catch Luo Hao's punch.

Then use his force to throw him to the ground.

Make him concede defeat wholeheartedly.

But the instant Tang San's hand touched Luo Hao's fist.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Because the force transmitted through his hand was simply enormous.

"How is that possible?!"

Tang San cried out.

But by then, it was already too late for him to change his move.

"Hehe~"

Luo Hao chuckled.

Taking advantage of his initiative, he suddenly slammed his body into Tang San.

Tang San felt as though he had been struck by an ancient behemoth.

Before such tremendous strength, his body seemed so insignificant.

Bang—

A dull thud rang out.

The two figures collided.

Tang San was knocked straight to the ground by Luo Hao.

Tang San felt as if he had been trampled by some ancient beast, every bone in his body nearly falling apart.

Seizing the chance.

Luo Hao wrapped one arm around Tang San's neck.

And pinned him to the ground.

With his other hand.

He tightly restrained Tang San's hands behind his back.

Luo Hao knew full well.

Tang San was a sinister bastard.

Even the sleeve arrows in his hands were fucking poisoned.

Though he did not know whether Tang San had prepared any sleeve arrows.

Luo Hao still took precautions.

Not giving Tang San any opportunity at all.

"Hehe, how about it, little brother? Giving up?"

Luo Hao asked with a grin.

"N-No, that's impossible!"

"Who exactly are you?!"

"A child can't possibly possess such strength!"

Tang San struggled desperately.

The veins on his forehead bulged, like a fierce tiger trapped in a cage.

He let out an angry roar.

"I'm Luo Hao!"

"I'm Luo Hao, favored by heaven and born with divine strength!"

"If I didn't have what it takes, how could I be your boss?"

Luo Hao laughed.

"Well? Do you submit?"

"Call me Boss and let me hear it."

Luo Hao said with a grin.

"Ah!!!"

Tang San struggled for a while.

But in the end, he had no choice.

Because he had realized.

Luo Hao was simply a freak.

They were the same age, yet Luo Hao's strength was several times greater than his, even though he cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

This was practically beyond his understanding!

In the end.

Tang San still chose to admit defeat.

This was his own problem.