Dai Mubai shook his head dismissively as he looked at Tang San before him.
With a casual wave of his hand, his Soul Rings burst forth, and the powerful aura of a level 80 Soul Douluo swept out in all directions, crushing everything in its path.
"So what if you're a god? In my eyes, you still can't compare to a single hair on Brother Ye's head. Let me tell you, with us here today, don't even think about it!"
After those words were thrown down, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others also unleashed their Soul Rings, confronting Tang San!
For a moment, swords were drawn and bows were bent outside the academy gates. The many Heavenly Court disciples who had come here were dumbstruck at the sight!
Especially after seeing Tang San's incomparably powerful divine power, they felt a little afraid.
"My heavens, is this the power of a god? This is just unbelievable. He seems to be that Tang San! It hasn't even been a few days, and he's already become a god. Isn't that incredible?"
"Who knows? Look, he and his father have both come here. One has become a god, and the other is a peerless Titled Douluo. They're simply too powerful. Can our Heavenly Emperor defeat him this time?"
"Hurry and notify the Titled Douluos! We wouldn't even qualify as cannon fodder here. Let's stop standing around watching. There's absolutely no way we can match him!"
Amid the clamoring voices, Tang Hao stood with his arms folded, finding it somewhat noisy.
When Ye Xingchen still failed to appear after so long, his expression turned extremely ugly.
With a casual wave, the Clear Sky Hammer quietly appeared in his hand.
Glancing at the crowd, he said viciously:
"Since that fellow Ye Xingchen likes hiding his