The Fox Borrows the Tiger's Might

Tang Hao was no agility-attack type; if a Title Douluo wanted to run, he really couldn't stop him.

"Tang Hao! Don't push people too far. Do you really think this old man is afraid of you?"

Dugu Bo gritted his teeth, staring darkly at the ragged, beggar-like middle-aged man before him.

He was actually using his granddaughter to threaten him!

Wriothesley watched quietly without saying a word.

It was true that Dugu Bo's strength had improved, but he was only level 94 right now. Acting this tough—he actually dared to shout at Tang Hao already?

Who gave him the courage?

Liang × Ru?

Seeing the soul rings rise one by one beneath Tang Hao's feet, Dugu Bo's expression clearly turned a little unnatural, but he still stepped forward.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

Eighteen dazzling soul rings lit up the surroundings, radiating brilliant light. Even the sole moonlight could not compare to the radiance these soul rings brought.

Especially that red Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Dugu Bo's brows furrowed tightly. This Tang Hao was truly pushing people too far!

"What, afraid to speak now?" Tang Hao sneered, his Clear Sky Hammer pointing at Dugu Bo from afar. "Withdraw now, and no one will get hurt!"

Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes. "Do you really think this old man is afraid of you? I'd like to see what you're capable of today!"

"Looks like you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

A sharp glint flashed through Tang Hao's eyes, and he was about to make a move. However—

"Duke, aren't you going to act?" Dugu Bo turned to look at Wriothesley, his eyes full of mockery.

He indeed wasn't Tang Hao's match, but he had Wriothesley!

Even the Bone Dragon from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect hadn't been Wriothesley's match, let alone an injured Tang Hao.

So he dared to challenge Tang Hao because he was here?

Did this old bastard trust his strength that much?

Even Tang Hao couldn't help trembling all over.

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes, his gaze landing on Wriothesley as he said coldly, "Duke?"

Wriothesley smiled as well when he heard this. The greatcoat draped over him slowly slipped from his shoulders, revealing scarred arms that looked somewhat striking under the moonlight.

"Mr. Tang Hao, as the saying goes, treasures belong to the capable. For you to be so overbearing, sir, is rather unreasonable, isn't it?"

"If you withdraw now, I don't mind letting this matter end here. Of course, if Your Excellency truly refuses to listen to reason, I'm also rather skilled in some physics." As he spoke, a Gauntlet full of cyber-steam style appeared on Wriothesley's right hand. The sound of mechanical gears colliding rang out, sending a chill through anyone who heard it.

He wasn't one of those rulers of the mortal world. Mondstadt's god had fitted himself with a glass bead so he could use Elemental Power without being discovered; Liyue's was even more outrageous, issuing himself a God's Eye.

Wriothesley was just a person, so putting soul rings on himself just to cater to the public was something he couldn't do.

Although he had no soul rings, the mechanical Gauntlet as thick as three arms still looked extremely intimidating.

Especially when Wriothesley released his "martial soul," there were no soul rings at all, which somewhat overturned Tang Hao's understanding.

As everyone knew, when a soul master released their martial soul, their soul rings would also appear with it. Aside from soul scholars who had not even reached level 10 and those without Soul Power, no one lacked soul rings.

Wriothesley's situation truly did overturn Tang Hao's understanding somewhat.

But as far as Dugu Bo was concerned, he had already gotten used to it.

Before he became familiar with him, he had already gotten used to being beaten.

Although Tang Hao didn't see Wriothesley's soul rings, that guy's aura was no joke.

This guy definitely possessed strength no lower than Dugu Bo's.

Tang Hao could sense that the other party was far above him.

Wriothesley stood there, and an invisible pressure spread out in all directions.

A layer of sweat appeared on Tang Hao's forehead, and stormy waves surged in his heart.

"Mm..."

Hearing this, a few black lines appeared on Tang Hao's forehead. His fists clenched tightly. If he could, he truly wanted to fight Wriothesley.

Unfortunately, he couldn't!

His hidden injuries did not allow him to fight for long. Even if he could defeat Wriothesley, it would be a pyrrhic victory.

Nothing could go wrong with Tang San's future!

In outsiders' eyes, Tang Hao was strong, but compared to true powerhouses, he wasn't worth a damn!

Tang Hao knew it himself. Even back when Ah Yin sacrificed herself, he had had no chance of defeating Qian Xunji. He didn't know what was going on, but every time he encountered a battle between life and death, he would inexplicably erupt with power.

That power had not come from Ah Yin, but from somewhere else. It was just that Qian Xunji had put him under such tremendous pressure back then that he had mistakenly believed it was the power Ah Yin had given him.

But this time was different. He simply didn't have that power.

On the city wall not far away, a refined, gentle-looking middle-aged man and a silver-haired man in white robes were looking this way. Their gazes fell precisely on Tang Hao and Wriothesley.

The refined, gentle-looking middle-aged man could not help sighing. "I never thought that after not seeing Tang Hao for more than ten years, he would have ended up like this when we met again."

But on closer thought, that was a good thing.

"Fengzhi, should we help?" the silver-haired man asked. "Tang Hao can't possibly be a match for the Duke. After all, Old Bone still hasn't..."

When he thought of how the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's other guardian elder still had not fully recovered, Chen Xin could not help sighing as well.

"No matter. Whether Tang Hao is the Duke's match or not, it makes no loss to us," Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

He was a merchant. Ensuring maximum profit was what mattered most. If Wriothesley were only an ordinary person, or an ordinary Title Douluo, then Ning Fengzhi would have helped without hesitation.

The problem was that Wriothesley was not, and he also had Dugu Bo at his side.

Although Dugu Bo was known as the weakest Title Douluo, no one dared offend him.

Especially those with clans and noble houses behind them.

After all, he might not be able to beat a Title Douluo, but he could kill everyone in your family until only the Title Douluo was left.

So in this situation, not moving was the correct choice.

"Let's hope so." After hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Chen Xin nodded and said.

The Upper Three Sects stood united?

That was nothing more than a joke!

With Spirit Hall as a threat, the Upper Three Sects naturally stood united.

Without Spirit Hall, the first one Ning Fengzhi would want to destroy would definitely be the Clear Sky Sect.

If one could be first, who would willingly be second?

Dugu Bo's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's as they swept over Wriothesley. Then he raised his hand slightly and cleared his throat, as if preparing for the storm about to come. His voice rang out firm and powerful, as though every word contained invisible fury. "Tang Hao! Just now, you went too far! You actually used my granddaughter as a threat and intended to harm my family. How utterly despicable and shameless!"

Hearing Dugu Bo's words, Wriothesley laughed outright.

As for Tang Hao, he understood that he was now in a difficult position.

His spirit rings had lit up, and his martial soul had been released. If he did not fight, there would be no explaining it.

Otherwise, if this got out, where would he, Tang Hao, put his face?

So Tang Hao was unwilling to stop here. After all, before witnessing Wriothesley's strength for himself, Tang Hao truly found it difficult to determine whether he could beat him.