Tang San Drank Yellow Liquid in a Frenzy

Nuoding Academy.

"Fuck!"

The moment Xiao Ze stepped out of the Principal's Office, a wave of pressure descended upon him and slammed him straight to the ground.

Inside the Principal's Office, Principal Xiao used his Soul Power to resist the pressure. His Soul Power shield let out a series of creaks, as though it would shatter at any moment.

Principal Xiao brought Xiao Ze back into the Principal's Office.

"Xiao Ze, are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Grandpa, what's going on?"

"I'm afraid a powerful Soul Master has come to Nuoding City. It may be a Title Douluo!" Principal Xiao's expression turned grave.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ze knew that people from Spirit Hall had arrived.

He had no idea how many had come, nor whether they could kill Tang Hao again.

Besides, did Tang Hao have some kind of contingency left behind by the Asura God?

Xiao Ze did not know any of that, but he did know that after this, Tang Hao would at least not remain by Tang San's side for a while.

Tang Hao had already been severely injured. Could he still be Level 95 now?

Xiao Ze did not think so.

In the original story, Tang Hao had only reached Level 96 after Tang San emerged from the City of Slaughter.

There were still nearly ten years until then. Could he really gain only one level in ten years?

Given Tang Hao's talent, it definitely would not be that little.

So Tang Hao should currently be around Level 93 or Level 94.

"Xiao Ze, let's hide here. This Your Excellency probably doesn't mean us harm. Otherwise, you'd already be dead."

"Mm."

Xiao Ze nodded. If a Title Douluo's pressure truly erupted, forget him—even Grandpa Xiao would probably ascend to heaven.

Meanwhile.

Seventh Dormitory.

Xiao Wu and Tang San had likewise been pressed flat against the ground.

Xiao Wu was horrified, her face as pale as paper. She was terrified.

She thought that her identity as a Soul Beast had been discovered.

Tang San gritted his teeth, trying to force himself up, but it was completely useless.

"I am the greatest disciple of the Tang Sect. How can I kneel? How can I lie flat on the ground?!"

"Get up!"

His eyes bloodshot and his breathing ragged, Tang San used every ounce of strength he had, yet he still could not move.

The gap between him and a Title Douluo was like that between a mayfly and the heavens.

Tang San's eyes nearly split with rage. "Damn it!!"

In front of Tang San, Yu Xiaogang lay sprawled on the ground, trembling all over. His legs went weak, and a strange feeling of relief came over him.

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed crimson.

"Who is it?! Who the hell is it?!"

Yu Xiaogang roared furiously in his heart. He was about to explode with anger.

"What's that smell?"

Looking ahead, he saw yellow liquid flowing across the ground, heading toward him.

That smell?

Could it be...

Tang San stared in stunned disbelief. He had never expected his Teacher to be scared into pissing himself. There were so many children nearby, and none of them had wet themselves.

"No... it's coming toward me! No!!"

Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows, wore a gloomy expression and paid no attention whatsoever to Tang San's situation.

The Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand.

"A Title Douluo! Could it be Spirit Hall?! But how could they possibly know I'm here?

Damn it!"

Slurp~~

Tang San had no choice but to watch helplessly as the yellow liquid flowed into his mouth and nose.

He had been pressed flat on the ground and could not move at all.

Ah!!!

It stinks!!

Tang San's mind completely collapsed. He had actually... actually...

Damn Yu Xiaogang!!

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang no longer had any of a Teacher's aura in Tang San's heart. Tang San only wanted to kill him.

Beside him, Xiao Wu stared at the scene in shock as well.

Her rabbit eyes were about to go blind.

What had she just seen?

Third Brother had actually drunk that yellow liquid.

Tang San could have closed his mouth. At most, a little would have gotten on him.

But Tang San was so furious that he could not care about anything else. In one moment of carelessness, he slurped it in.

Xiao Wu felt sick to her stomach.

She closed her eyes.

When Tang San saw Xiao Wu's expression, his mind collapsed once again.

Ah!!

Xiao Wu saw it!

Yu Xiaogang, you deserve to die!!

Down Syndrome flared up again.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull.

"No, I have to go take a look. There's a Hundred Thousand Year rabbit here. I must lure him away, or there'll be trouble."

For Xiao Wu's sake, Tang Hao rose into the air. When he saw three Title Douluo across from him, his pupils abruptly contracted.

Seeing the unkempt Tang Hao, Radiant Plume Douluo and the other two nearly failed to recognize him.

The stench of sweat and alcohol wafting from him was nauseating.

Radiant Plume Douluo waved his hand and took a step back. "Tang Hao, I never expected you to be this filthy. Disgusting."

"Purple robes, light gray robes. Spirit Hall... Worship Hall!"

Seeing their attire, Tang Hao's heart sank.

"That's right. Spirit Hall's Fifth Worshipper, Radiant Plume Douluo."

"Spirit Hall's Sixth Worshipper, Thousand Jun Douluo."

"Spirit Hall's Seventh Worshipper, Falling Devil Douluo."

Tang Hao took a deep breath, feeling immense pressure.

"Spirit Hall certainly thinks highly of me, sending three Worshippers."

"Tang Hao, surrender without resistance."

The Radiant Plume Longbow appeared in Radiant Plume Douluo's hand. Nine Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—appeared around him.

"Impossible!"

The moment he spoke, Tang Hao swung his Clear Sky Hammer at the three of them.

Thousand Jun Douluo and Falling Devil Douluo, the two brothers, rushed forward together. Their two Coiling Dragon Staffs smashed into the Clear Sky Hammer.

Boom—

A deafening explosion rang through the sky.

The snow-white clouds rippled apart layer by layer beneath a visible shockwave, revealing the clear blue sky.

Tang Hao retreated several steps, his palm going numb from the impact.

"As expected of the Clear Sky Hammer. What tremendous strength."

Both the Coiling Dragon Staff and the Clear Sky Hammer were top-tier Weapon Souls, and both specialized in strength.

It could be said that they were evenly matched.

The only difference was that there were fewer Coiling Dragon Staffs.

"Damn it!" Tang Hao felt his blood and energy surge within his chest.

He was already severely injured. The backlash from having Exploded Ring all nine Soul Rings back then had been far too great.

Otherwise, he could never have survived being besieged by so many Title Douluo, while even killing one Title Douluo and severely injuring another.

"Clear Sky Nine Absolutes!"

The Clear Sky Nine Absolutes consisted of nine unique techniques for exerting force, each with its own distinct traits.

They were the true ultimate art of the Clear Sky Sect.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Relying on the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, Tang Hao managed to hold Thousand Jun Douluo and Falling Devil Douluo in a stalemate for the moment.

Of course, everyone knew perfectly well that the other side had not used their full strength.

Tang Hao frowned deeply and pondered in secret.

This won't work. I have to lure them away.

Otherwise, it'll be troublesome if Xiao San and the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring are discovered.

"Great Sumeru Hammer!"

Thousand Jun Douluo and Falling Devil Douluo immediately readied themselves.

But in the next instant, something that stunned them happened.

Tang Hao turned around and fled.

"Quick, chase him!"

Radiant Plume Douluo cursed under his breath, then unleashed his Fifth Soul Skill.

A silent, invisible arrow locked onto Tang Hao's figure and shot toward him.

"How shameless!"

The three immediately gave chase.

Below, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other two looked at one another.

"Why did Tang Hao run away?"

"His injuries probably haven't healed. To fight three Super Douluo, he would have to Explode Ring. If he does that, he won't survive."

"Enough. That isn't our concern. Catch up to him. Tang Hao must die today."

As they departed, the pressure hanging over Nuoding City vanished.