Seventh Soul Skill: Lotus Seed Descends Upon the World!

Tang San struggled to maintain his inner calm as he watched Xiao Wu turn and leave. Only after she had vanished from sight did he return to the dormitory.

In the darkness, a figure that had been hidden for a long time slowly shook his head and let out an almost inaudible sigh.

"Little San, you've truly disappointed me," Tang Hao murmured to himself.

He was indeed somewhat disappointed.

He had noticed earlier that Tang San was in poor condition. He had been observing him in secret these past few days and had already identified the root cause.

The reason Tang San had been so depressed and dispirited lately lay entirely with Xiao Wu.

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

But seeing his son Deeply Entangled and unable to extricate himself, neglecting his cultivation for a woman, filled him with frustration.

Yu Xiaogang had just arrived at Shrek Academy and could help keep an eye on him, so Tang Hao abandoned the idea of showing himself and personally lecturing him.

As a father, all he could do now was secretly clear away obstacles for his son.

Thus, he had previously engaged Lin Feng in a close-quarters battle, but it 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 within that tranquil little courtyard.

Lin Feng noticed him at once and opened his eyes from meditation.

The visitor made no attempt to conceal his aura. It was clearly deliberate.

Lin Feng flashed out of the room. Seeing who had come, he said teasingly, "Heh, old man, want another round? Did you bring enough money this time?"

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

Tang Hao was not intimidated by Lin Feng's words.

Although he had gained no advantage in their previous contest of physical strength, he was the mighty Clear Sky Douluo, owner of the world's strongest Tool Martial Soul. Ordinary Soul Masters would tremble at the mere mention of his name.

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

He glanced at Shrek Academy behind Lin Feng and said, "You don't want our fight to affect your two precious students either, do you?"

Lin Feng nearly laughed.

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

Still, Lin Feng had no intention of exposing his identity. If Tang Hao became desperate, he might turn on Lin Feng's disciples.

Besides, Lin Feng did not want to disturb his disciples' peaceful sleep.

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

The two rushed onward one after the other for dozens of li before finding a desolate stretch of land.

The moment Tang Hao steadied himself, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice. "Brat, you're quite strong to have kept up with me. But you should never have provoked Xiao Wu."

The reason he targeted Xiao Wu instead of Tang San was naturally because he wanted to protect his son.

After hearing that, Lin Feng truly wanted to spit in his face.

What a shameless old bastard, wanting it both ways.

"Funny. Provoked? Who the hell do you think you are? Old man, talking to me like that—who gave you the nerve?" Lin Feng shot back without the slightest courtesy.

His tone was forceful and insulting, naturally to ensure they would fight this time. He could not let Tang Hao run away halfway through again.

When words failed, even half a sentence was too much.

He directly released his Martial Soul and prepared for battle.

Seven Soul Rings lit up one after another, radiating oppressive force—purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black!

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

Sure enough, when Tang Hao glimpsed Lin Feng's Soul Rings, his pupils contracted slightly.

His brows furrowed. Was this Soul Ring Configuration a little too absurd?

He wanted to ask, but felt he would receive no answer.

Yet his heart suddenly grew heavy. He felt as though he had encountered a true opponent.

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

He gave a sinister grin, his voice so low and chilling that it made one's skin crawl.

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

As nine Soul Rings emerged beneath his feet, Lin Feng vaguely heard a familiar melody!

He gripped the Giant Hammer, and the blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring beneath his feet was especially eye-catching.

Yet this entrance, complete with its own background music, did not intimidate Lin Feng.

On the contrary, Lin Feng still wore that thoroughly punchable expression.

Not seeing the reaction he expected, Tang Hao's face darkened. Electricity crackled around the Giant Hammer in his hand, producing sharp snapping sounds.

However, despite his impressive appearance, he was injured, and his wounds had yet to heal. He truly did not wish to fight to the death.

"Brat, if you're willing to leave this place immediately, I may spare you this once."

Lin Feng sneered and pointed his sword at Tang Hao. "Funny. I've already taken my pants off... Bah, I've already activated my Soul Rings, and now you're telling me we're not fighting?"

"Fifth Soul Skill: Boundless Lotus Tomb!"

Without giving him another chance to speak, Lin Feng directly spread his domain, enveloping them both.

He could not let this Old Schemer escape. Love showing off? What, did he think he was underwear?

Tang Hao's expression turned solemn. He had not expected Lin Feng to be so direct, and he was even more shocked that Lin Feng 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 completely suppressed by Lin Feng's!

No matter what he did, he could not force open Lin Feng's domain.

He was greatly alarmed. The two domains were clearly not on the same level, and Lin Feng's Soul Power was no weaker than his.

Funny. He was actually being suppressed by a Soul Saint?

His mood grew increasingly grave.

Lin Feng understood that villains died from talking too much, so he said nothing.

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 Lotus Prison!"

Thousands upon thousands of Sword Qi condensed into slender swords in the air. Following Lin Feng's will, they screamed forth as ten thousand swords launched together, charging straight at Tang Hao!

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes, Soul Power surging throughout his body. He had intended to deal with the attack calmly, but unexpectedly found himself somewhat disheveled.

Lin Feng's Soul Skill offensive was simply too fierce and too dense. Deeply Entangled within the domain, Tang Hao was repeatedly struck and unable to evade.

After one exchange, he gained an entirely new understanding of Lin Feng's strength.

This Youth truly had extraordinary ability. No wonder he had shown Tang Hao no respect at every turn.

He struggled to block the attack when another wave followed close behind.

"First Soul Skill: Green Leaf Splits The Sky!"

A strange Sword Qi pierced through his defenses, tearing through his flesh as blood sprayed everywhere.

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

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

He had to remain wary of the omnipresent Sword Qi, 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 and no longer dared to underestimate Lin Feng.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul Avatar!"

Seeing this, a faint smile curled across Lin Feng's lips. He had long prepared a countermeasure.

"Sixth Soul Skill: One Sword Severing Dharma!"

Tang Hao failed to evade 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 Dharma," adding another wound to his body.

He was utterly enraged 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 violently against the domain Barrier.

Lin Feng's face reddened slightly from the shock.

As expected of a Titled Douluo. His Explosive Power truly cannot be underestimated.

Seeing the domain about to shatter, Lin Feng no longer held back.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Lotus Seed Descends Upon the World!"