Douluo: Martial Soul Mysterious Tortoise, Counterattack Armor Critical Strike at the Start

"Forget it. Let fate decide."

As trash, he could only sigh in the end. There was simply no way he could get there quickly.

However...

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Prepare the fastest carriage for me immediately. We're going to Spirit City!"

"Ah... yes!"

Su Yuntao was dumbfounded. This was really someone who got in through the back door! As an elder, he could not even fly!

"May I ask your surname, Elder?" He wanted to confirm it.

"Yu Xiaogang!"

Yu Xiaogang stated it directly.

"So it's you, the foremost figure behind the Ten Competitive Theories of Martial Souls!" Su Yuntao immediately understood upon hearing that. He was startled, then quickly went to make preparations.

Based on that alone, it seemed quite possible.

In any case, he did not know the details.

In the end, Yu Xiaogang boarded a carriage and rushed toward Spirit City.

The Truth Tang San Learned

Within Spirit Hall's prison, Tang San was awakened by a bucket of cold water.

He was completely groggy.

Tang San jolted awake and discovered that he was trapped inside an iron cage. Iron rings restrained his hands, feet, and neck, pinning him against the wall in a spread-eagle position.

Huang Wei was personally interrogating Tang San this time.

Tang San's clothes, Soul Tool, hidden weapons, and everything else had all been removed. He was no longer wearing his original clothes, but the white garments of a prisoner.

Tang San was now truly a helpless little chick.

Without the hidden weapons he had been so proud of, he was useless.

As for the Mysterious Heaven Skill and those techniques, Huang Wei had specifically used the sturdiest iron rings and chains to lock down Tang San's hands, preventing him from breaking free.

Even if he could use Mysterious Jade Hand, he could forget about breaking free.

The other elders had all gone out to set traps and evacuate the city's civilians in advance. Although they did not know when Tang Hao would arrive, they knew it would not be long.

This time, Spirit City was the main battlefield, so they would intercept Tang Hao in a Valley Forest outside Spirit City. That forest was the only route leading to Spirit City.

As long as all the damage was kept outside, the destruction to Spirit City would be reduced to a minimum.

Inside Spirit City, everyone was nervously preparing for battle. No matter what, for people with low cultivation like them, a great battle meant terrifying death.

"Hello, Tang San."

At that moment, Huang Wei watched Tang San struggle after waking up and revealed a satisfied smile. That hypocrite had always seemed incredibly fake when Huang Wei watched the anime in his previous life. Now that he had fallen into Huang Wei's hands, he would naturally be tortured properly.

"Where's Xiao Wu?! Where is my sister Xiao Wu?! And who are you? Why did you capture me?! I have no grudge against you people!!"

Tang San stared at the youth before him, who appeared to be around his age, and questioned him.

As for why the other party knew his name, Tang San was not stupid after living two lives. They had clearly investigated him before capturing him.

But he did not understand. He was merely a poor kid from Holy Spirit Village, without status or background. Why had this group of inexplicable people captured him?

Huang Wei said indifferently, "Stop wasting your strength. Let me introduce myself. I am Huang Wei, the Holy Son of Spirit Hall."

"Spirit Hall? Holy Son? Huang Wei?"

"Why?"

Tang San still did not understand these utterly unfamiliar names.

Huang Wei looked at Tang San with a gentle expression and said calmly, "Don't be impatient, Tang San. Your little sister Xiao Wu is safe for now. She is being held somewhere else. The reason we captured her is naturally because she is a Rabbit Spirit that transformed from a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. We captured her first to protect the public. It would be bad if she went mad and harmed civilians. Second, killing her would grant us a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone. No one can resist such temptation."

"What? Xiao Wu transformed from a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!"

Tang San's expression changed when he heard that. Then he froze, finding it unbelievable that the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast everyone feared had been right beside him. The next moment, he froze again before roaring furiously, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Xiao Wu can't be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast! You must be lying to me!!"

Huang Wei snorted coldly and said indifferently, "As the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, I have no need to lie to you. Otherwise, capturing you alone would have been enough."

"Heh, then why did you capture me?!" Tang San still did not understand, and he demanded angrily.

He lowered his head and looked at his current state. It was fucking outrageous. His hands, feet, neck, and waist were all secured with iron rings, as though they were afraid he might break free. All his hidden weapons were gone. His expression changed again and again. There was no turning this around!

Huang Wei calmly explained, "Because your surname is Tang. Your father is Tang Hao, a Title Douluo and the main culprit behind the death of Spirit Hall's Previous Pope, Qian Xunji, six years ago. Since then, your father has lived in seclusion with you, who were still an infant, in Holy Spirit Village. He disguised himself as a drunken blacksmith, and you knew nothing. You are his son. Since the father committed the crime, the son must bear the consequences. That is why we captured you. We also intend to lure your father here and kill him."

"This time, he will not escape."

Knowing the truth, Huang Wei did not say that Bibi Dong had killed him. Instead, he placed all the blame directly on Tang Hao. After all, everyone in the outside world—and even everyone in Spirit Hall aside from Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong—believed that the Previous Pope Qian Xunji had been hammered to death by Tang Hao using the Clear Sky Hammer.

So Huang Wei naturally went along with the story, saving himself a great deal of explanation.

"Heh, so that's how it is." Tang San was utterly shocked upon hearing this, then let out a bitter laugh.

He now understood the full story.

Even after living two lives, he was helpless in the face of this revelation and deeply shaken. He had never expected his father to be such a terrifying existence as a Title Douluo.

"No, you can't kill my father. If you want to kill someone, kill me instead!" Tang San gritted his teeth. "I'm his son. I'll bear it!"

"Besides, you people must have hunted my father back then. Otherwise, why would my father have killed you!"

"Of course. That is because your mother was also a Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Soul Beast. You are the offspring of a human and a Soul Beast. Sure enough, only people with the surname Tang could do something like that."

Huang Wei spoke indifferently.

A human fucking a beast—what a bizarre thing.

Tang San's pupils contracted. "My mother was actually a Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Soul Beast?!"

No wonder he had never seen his mother since the day he was born. Every time he asked his father about her, his father would remain silent.

And when he awakened Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer, his father had shown such excitement.

Now, it all made sense.

"Then where is my mother?! You killed her!!!"

Tang San's eyes turned red with rage. He wanted nothing more than to kill Huang Wei.

Huang Wei shook his head. "You misunderstand. We did not kill her. She chose to sacrifice herself and become your father's Ninth Soul Ring, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. Your mother became his wife's sacrifice."

Thud!!

Boom!!

Upon learning the truth, Tang San's heart trembled violently. It was as though he had been struck by a heaven-shattering bolt of lightning. His mother had always been there, only watching over him in a different form.

At that moment, even his eyes filled with emotion, and tears streamed continuously down his face.

Tang San's expression twisted as he roared furiously, "It was still you people from Spirit Hall who forced her to sacrifice herself!!"

Huang Wei nodded in acknowledgment. "Indeed."

Tang San roared, the veins on his face bulging as he screamed madly, "Spirit Hall, you had better kill me now!! Otherwise, once I get out, I, Tang San, swear on my fate that one day, I will wipe out your entire Spirit Hall!!!"

His hatred for Spirit Hall had reached the extreme. He could only hate himself for not possessing such strength now.

"I will kill you, but not now. After all, you still have a secret. Your soul does not belong to this world. Your left hand awakened the Clear Sky Hammer, and you possess Twin Martial Souls. You are destined not to live."

As he spoke, Huang Wei turned around. He sensed the powerful fluctuations outside and understood that Tang Hao had arrived. The battle was about to begin.

"Your father has arrived. When the time comes, I will bring his head to see you."

"Oh, right. Your father is no longer at his peak. He is injured, so he will definitely die!"

Huang Wei added one more sentence before closing the cell door.

"Pfft!"

Tang San was so enraged that his blood rushed to his heart. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The Battle Begins

Huang Wei quickly arrived at the entrance of the Papal Palace.

An urgent voice called after him from behind, "Holy Son, you cannot go out! A battle among Title Douluos is about to erupt outside. Although your defense is formidable, you cannot withstand the power of so many Title Douluos!"

Huang Wei turned around and saw that the newcomer was Salas, Spirit Hall's Platinum Bishop. This man was also quite famous.

"Don't worry. I'm not an idiot."

Huang Wei nodded and asked, "Where are the Saintess and the others now?"

Salas respectfully reported, "The Saintess and the others are still cultivating in Death Valley and have not come out. They also do not know about what is about to happen here."

Huang Wei nodded upon hearing this. "Today is going to be a wonderful show. It would be a pity for them to miss it."

His eyes shifted as he suddenly thought of something. He summoned his Martial Soul Mysterious Tortoise, merged with it, and activated his Second Soul Skill.

Salas watched him suddenly act like this and realized it was probably for self-protection. But Huang Wei's next action left him dumbfounded.

"Bishop Salas, you are a Soul Douluo, right?" Huang Wei looked at him with a meaningful smile.

Salas did not understand why Huang Wei was asking, but he still nodded. "That's right, Holy Son. This old man is a Level 88 Soul Douluo!"

Even he could not help revealing a trace of pride as he said that.

Huang Wei nodded in satisfaction. "Come. Use the power of a Level 75 Soul Saint to attack me continuously. Unless I tell you to stop, do not stop."

"Ah?"

Salas froze abruptly and looked at Huang Wei, wondering whether Huang Wei had misspoken or whether he had heard wrong.

"Stop standing there. Hurry up." Huang Wei said.

"Will the Holy Son not be injured?" Salas was somewhat afraid. If Huang Wei got hurt, he would be dead for sure.

Huang Wei said indifferently, "Attack without worry. As long as you stay within the range I gave you, I will not be injured. The Great Worship personally tested this."

As he spoke, he had no choice but to bring up Qian Daoliu.

"Alright!" Salas summoned his own Martial Soul. His Martial Soul was powerful and possessed tremendous potential, so he followed Huang Wei's instructions and used the strength of a Level 75 Soul Saint.

He first struck Huang Wei's tortoise shell tentatively. When he found that nothing happened at all, he was stunned.

He knew the Holy Son's defense was incredibly strong, but he had never expected that, as merely a Level 35 Soul Elder, Huang Wei's defense could so easily withstand a simple strike from a Level 75 Soul Saint. An ordinary person would already have been left lying on the ground with a smashed head and bleeding face.

Yet the tortoise shell before him had not only effortlessly blocked the attack, but it did not even have a single crack. It had not moved in the slightest either.

He was utterly shocked.

So he took a deep breath, completely set his mind at ease, and began attacking Huang Wei continuously.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

At the same time, a green Energy Ball in Huang Wei's hand slowly began to gather, grow, and increase in size at an incredibly sluggish rate.

The guards at the entrance of the Papal Palace were also stunned by the sight.

They had heard the Holy Son's words just now, so they remained calmly in place.

Otherwise, they would definitely have moved to stop Salas now, even if they were no match for him.

At the same time.

Outside Spirit Hall, all the Title Douluos who had previously appeared in Nuoding City were lying in wait.

Soon, they all sensed an extremely terrifying and furious aura rapidly approaching.

"This aura is so familiar. It really is that damned bastard Tang Hao!"

Gui Mei and Yue Guan gritted their teeth as they spoke.

The next moment, a shadowy fear from the depths of their souls rose within their hearts.

Six years had passed, yet they still felt this way. The impact on them was simply too great.

"As expected of the youngest Title Douluo. This aura is truly extraordinary."