Titled Douluo Fights Soul Sage, Advantage is Mine

Zhao Wuji spoke as he unbuckled his belt, needing to relieve himself. Spotting a lush Blue Silver Grass, he decided it would be the perfect place to fertilize.

"Old Zhao, you old dog, showing up now of all times," Flender teased.

"Hey, Boss Flender, aren't we just trying to bask in the glory of Haotian Your Excellency? Think about it, this Blue Silver Grass is so robust because Haotian Your Excellency has fertilized it plenty. We're basically going to the bathroom with Haotian Your Excellency, Boss Flender, aren't you coming?"

"I..."

Just as Flender was contemplating whether to join Zhao Wuji in fertilizing the Blue Silver Grass, a fist shadow condensed from Soul Power struck Zhao Wuji. That punch was heavier than any Tang Hao had ever landed on Zhao Wuji. If Zhao Wuji hadn't been useful to Tang Hao, that punch would have killed him.

"Your... Haotian Your Excellency."

Seeing Zhao Wuji sent flying by a Soul Power fist and sensing the familiar aura, Flender immediately bowed deeply in the direction the punch came from.

"Hmph! Flender, Zhao Wuji, what are you two doing here!" Tang Hao roared.

He really didn't want to come out just now, as Tang San still needed magic to grow, and in Tang Hao's eyes, Tang San had Xiao Wu, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, by his side.

But Zhao Wuji was about to urinate on Ah Yin, and with Flender joining him, Tang Hao couldn't stand it.

"Dad, are you really a Titled Douluo?"

Seeing the Soul Sage, whom Old Jack had boasted was comparable to an army, sent flying by his own father, and seeing Flender, whose strength surpassed Zhao Wuji's, show such respect to his father, Tang San could only conclude that his father was a Titled Douluo, no matter how much he doubted it.

"Yes, I didn't want you to know so early." Tang Hao nodded slightly, then found a place to sit and looked at Zhao Wuji and Flender. "Zhao Wuji, Flender, I need a reason."

Hearing this, both men broke out in a cold sweat, especially Zhao Wuji, who had already been beaten twice by Tang Hao.

Tang Hao had just asked them to look after Tang San, and then Xiao Wu, whom Tang San was about to die without, disappeared. It was difficult for them to explain this.

But explain they must. Seeing Zhao Wuji, who had already taken two beatings from the Clear Sky Douluo, Flender reluctantly stepped forward.

"Haotian Your Excellency, the situation is like this. Not long ago, one of my Shrek students' Soul Power broke through to level thirty, so Old Zhao took those students to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for Soul Rings."

"As you know, hunting for Soul Rings is an opportunity for teachers to train their students. Plus, Shrek only has seven students, so Old Zhao brought them all."

"Everything was going smoothly at first, but who would have thought that Old Zhao would encounter a disguised expert at the inn."

Hearing about a disguised expert, and thinking of Xiao Wu's identity, a bad premonition instantly struck Tang Hao, scaring him into standing up. "What was that expert's strength?"

Tang Hao's sudden movement startled Flender, but he quickly regained his composure.

"To Haotian Your Excellency, that person's strength was likely between a Soul Emperor with Twin Martial Souls and a Soul Sage. When Old Zhao fought him, that person had five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, and one of his Soul Skills was a single-target attack Soul Skill of over thirty thousand years. Old Zhao's abilities were too severely countered, and I didn't have the confidence to rescue the students, so I had no choice but to disturb you, Haotian Your Excellency."

Hearing this, Tang Hao sat down, slowly exhaling in relief.

It was good that the expert wasn't at the level of a Spirit Douluo.

Before level thirty, Xiao Wu's identity could be seen through by a Spirit Douluo, and as long as it wasn't seen through, a Soul Sage wouldn't specifically kill a little girl, as it would be beneath them.

Of course, it wasn't impossible, but the chances were extremely slim. It was more likely that Xiao Wu would be captured and sold or taken by someone strong rather than killed. And even these possibilities were not high.

On the current Douluo Continent, a Soul Sage was still a high-ranking existence, almost treated like royalty wherever they went, and wouldn't stoop to low-level dealings like human trafficking.

Seeing that Tang Hao seemed relieved and not worried about Xiao Wu's safety, Tang San immediately knelt down.

"Father! You must save Xiao Wu! After you left, Xiao Wu was the only family I had left. I really don't know who else can save her besides you." Tang San said with tears in his eyes.

Hearing this, Tang Hao slowly spoke, his voice filled with strong confidence. "Don't worry, Xiao Wu will be fine. I will take action once I find that person."

Whether it was for the Soul Ring and Soul Bone of the Hundred Thousand Year Soft Bone Rabbit, or for future revenge against the Martial Soul Hall, Tang Hao would not allow any accidents to happen to Xiao Wu.

As for Tang San's request, in Tang Hao's opinion, it was the least important part and could be completely ignored.

As Tang Hao's words fell, he stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and glanced at Ah Yin in her Blue Silver Grass form.

"Flender, you stay here and take care of this Blue Silver Grass. If I see you dare to urinate here, don't blame me for flooding you when I get back."

Under Tang Hao's murderous gaze, Flender nodded repeatedly, sweat pouring down like rain. "Your Excellency, rest assured, I absolutely wouldn't dare, I absolutely wouldn't dare!"

Flender spoke as if following an inner command, completely devoid of his usual "It's Mediocre Not to Cause Trouble" demeanor. All that remained was fear and trepidation.

"Dad, what about me?"

Tang San's voice came, making Tang Hao's brow twitch. "You can't either! No one can!"

"Flender, Xiao San, you two guard this Blue Silver Grass. I'll be back soon."

As Tang Hao spoke, he grabbed Zhao Wuji, whom he had just beaten into a pulp, and then flew towards the Star Dou Great Forest without his feet touching the ground.

Tang Hao's speed was initially extremely fast, but it soon slowed down. Because he hadn't absorbed the Blue Silver Emperor's Soul Bone, nor had he found a high-level healing Soul Master, his body was in a bad state. If he were to fight, his strength would be significantly reduced.

However, Tang Hao didn't seem to care much about this.

A starving camel is still bigger than a horse. As a Titled Douluo, even in his extremely poor condition, only able to exert the power of an ordinary Titled Douluo if he didn't want to worsen his injuries, a Titled Douluo is still a Titled Douluo.

A Titled Douluo fighting a Soul Master at the highest level of Soul Sage, even if the opponent had Twin Martial Souls and several powerful Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skills, Tang Hao could still say one thing: "A Titled Douluo fighting a Soul Sage, the advantage is mine!"

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