Love showing off? Do you think you're underwear?

Tang San tried hard to maintain his inner calm. He watched Xiao Wu turn and leave, only returning to the dormitory once she had vanished from sight.

In the darkness, a long-hidden figure slowly shook his head and let out an almost inaudible sigh.

"Little San, you've disappointed me too much," Tang Hao muttered to himself.

He was indeed somewhat disappointed.

He had noticed Tang San was in poor condition early on. He had been observing him in secret these past few days and had figured out the root of the problem.

The reason he had been so depressed and listless lately lay entirely with Xiao Wu.

If the situation had not become irreversible, he truly would not have wanted to make a move against Xiao Wu.

But seeing his son deeply trapped and unable to pull himself free, neglecting his cultivation for a woman, filled him with frustration.

Yu Xiaogang had happened to arrive at Shilaike Academy, so he could help keep an eye on him. Only then did Tang Hao abandon the idea of showing himself and lecturing Tang San personally.

As a father, all he could do now was secretly clear away the obstacles in his son's path.

Thus, he had previously had a physical battle with Jiang Yunzhou, but that clash had failed to achieve the result he wanted.

He looked toward Supreme Academy, a trace of viciousness flashing through his eyes.

For his son's sake, it seemed he would have to make another trip.

His figure flickered, and he silently appeared in that quiet little courtyard.

Jiang Yunzhou sensed him immediately and opened his eyes from meditation.

The newcomer made no attempt to hide his aura. It was clearly deliberate.

Jiang Yunzhou flashed out of his room. Seeing who it was, he teased, "Heh, old man, want another round? Did you bring enough money this time?"

"Let me remind you, my little courtyard isn't somewhere you can come and go as you please. If the money isn't enough, you might have to leave some parts behind today."

Tang Hao was not intimidated by Jiang Yunzhou's words.

Although he had gained no advantage in their previous contest of physical strength, he was the mighty Haotian Douluo, owner of the world's number one Tool Martial Soul. Ordinary soul masters trembled at the mere mention of his name.

This brat did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. Tonight, Tang Hao would surely teach him a lesson.

He glanced at Shilaike Academy behind him and said, "You don't want our battle to affect those two precious students of yours either, do you?"

Jiang Yunzhou nearly laughed.

He made it sound so righteous, but wasn't he simply worried Tang San would see them fighting here?

Still, Jiang Yunzhou had no intention of exposing his identity. If Tang Hao was driven into a corner, he might attack his disciples.

Besides, Jiang Yunzhou did not want to disturb their peaceful sleep.

"Of course. As you wish. Lead the way!"

The two sped along one after another for dozens of li before finding a desolate place.

The moment Tang Hao steadied himself, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice. "Brat, you're quite strong. You actually managed to keep up. But you shouldn't have provoked Xiao Wu."

The reason he aimed at Xiao Wu rather than Tang San was naturally his way of protecting his son.

After hearing that, Jiang Yunzhou truly wanted to spit in his face.

The old bastard wanted everything both ways.

"What a joke. Provoked her? Who the hell do you think you are? Old man, talking to me like that—who gave you the nerve?" Jiang Yunzhou shot back without the slightest courtesy.

His tone was forceful and somewhat insulting, naturally to ensure they fought this time. He could not let the man run off halfway through again.

When words did not align, even half a sentence was too much.

He directly released his Martial Soul and prepared for battle.

Seven Soul Rings lit up in succession, carrying an oppressive aura—purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black!

With Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's assistance, his first two Soul Rings had already advanced to the thousand-year level.

Sure enough, Tang Hao's pupils shrank slightly when he caught sight of Jiang Yunzhou's Soul Rings.

His brow furrowed. Wasn't this Soul Ring Configuration somewhat beyond reason?

He wanted to ask, yet felt he would get no answer.

Still, his heart suddenly grew solemn. He felt that he had encountered a genuine opponent.

But he would not retreat now. He was not even afraid of Spirit Hall's people—would he fear this brat?

He let out a sinister grin, his low voice chilling and eerie.

Then came yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

As nine Soul Rings emerged beneath his feet, Jiang Yunzhou vaguely heard Angela Zhang singing!

He held a massive hammer in his hand, and the scarlet Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring beneath his feet was exceptionally eye-catching.

Yet this entrance complete with its own BGM did not intimidate Jiang Yunzhou.

On the contrary, Jiang Yunzhou still wore that punchable expression.

When Tang Hao did not see the reaction he expected, displeasure appeared on his face. Lightning crackled from the massive hammer in his hand.

However, though he looked impressive on the outside, he was injured, and his wounds had yet to heal. He truly did not wish to fight to the death.

"Brat, if you leave this place immediately, I might spare you once."

Jiang Yunzhou sneered and pointed his sword at Tang Hao. "What a joke. I've already taken my pants off—ptui, I've already activated my Soul Rings, and now you're telling me we're not fighting?"

"Fifth Soul Skill: Boundless Sword Tomb!"

Without giving him another chance to speak, Jiang Yunzhou directly unfolded his domain, enveloping them both within it.

He could not let that old schemer escape. Love showing off? Did he think he was underwear?

Tang Hao's expression turned serious. He had not expected Jiang Yunzhou to be so direct, and he was shocked that Jiang Yunzhou possessed a domain.

He calmly released Divine Slaughter's Domain. The blood-red light screen attempted to expand and resist the suppression, only for him to discover that his domain was firmly suppressed by Jiang Yunzhou's!

No matter what he did, he could not force open Jiang Yunzhou's domain.

He was greatly alarmed. Clearly, the two domains were not on the same level, and Jiang Yunzhou's Soul Power was no weaker than his.

What a joke. He was actually being suppressed by a Soul Saint?

His mood grew increasingly grave.

Jiang Yunzhou understood that villains died from talking too much, so he said nothing further.

The moment he attacked, it would be a thunderous strike.

Taking advantage of Tang Hao being suppressed by his domain, he decisively continued his assault.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Myriad Transformation Sword Prison!"

Tens of thousands of sword energies condensed into slender swords in the air. At Jiang Yunzhou's command, they whistled forth, countless swords firing at once and charging straight at Tang Hao!

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes as Soul Power surged through his body. He had intended to defend calmly, but unexpectedly found himself somewhat disheveled.

Jiang Yunzhou's Soul Skill attack was simply too fierce and too dense. Trapped within the domain, Tang Hao was repeatedly struck and unable to evade.

After one exchange, he gained an entirely new understanding of Jiang Yunzhou's strength.

This young man truly possessed extraordinary talent. No wonder he never gave Tang Hao any face.

He struggled to block the attacks when another wave came close on its heels.

"First Soul Skill: Azure Leaf Sky Split!"

A bizarre sword energy pierced through his defense, tearing open his flesh and sending blood splattering everywhere.

From the beginning of the battle until now, Tang Hao had been forced to defend passively. His anger was nearly overflowing, yet he realized he had no way to break the situation.

Within Jiang Yunzhou's domain, he was like a living target, restricted at every turn.

He had to beware of the omnipresent sword energies, as well as the seemingly ordinary weeds beneath his feet. Every blade was like a divine weapon, easily capable of slicing through his defenses.

"Aah!!" He roared in fury, no longer daring to underestimate his opponent.

"Seventh Spirit Ability: Martial Soul Avatar!"

Seeing this, Jiang Yunzhou curled his lips into a smile. He had long prepared a countermeasure.

"Sixth Soul Skill: One Sword Severing Law!"

Tang Hao failed to dodge and was struck precisely. The circulation of Soul Power within his body was forcibly severed, causing his Martial Soul Avatar to fail.

Not only was he forced back to his original form, but he also suffered the true backlash damage of "Severing Law," gaining another wound on his body.

He was furious beyond measure and knew he had to break the domain first. Otherwise, he would remain passive the entire time.

Ignoring defense, he swung his hammer madly and smashed it against the domain barrier.

Jiang Yunzhou's face flushed slightly from the shock.

As expected of a Titled Douluo. His explosive power truly cannot be underestimated.

Seeing the domain on the verge of shattering, he no longer held back.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Sword Grass Descends!"