Who Hurt Tang San? Tai Long: Grandpa, It Was You!
Tang San's clothes were torn to shreds by the crisscrossing Soul Power.
The tattered pieces of cloth hanging on his body could not conceal the abrasions and bruises covering his entire body.
Dust mixed with dried and fresh bloodstains covered his face and limbs.
His knees slammed heavily onto the cold, hard bluestone ground.
The bones struck the stone surface with a dull thud.
An oppressive force, like a mountain, gripped his back, preventing him from even straightening his body.
Every breath was accompanied by excruciating, tearing pain within my body.
Even maintaining the kneeling position required the last of his strength to be exhausted.
His limbs trembled uncontrollably, and every second he tried to hold on felt like a slow, agonizing torture of his already exhausted body.
Dai Mubai and the other Shrek students stood not far away.
They all watched Tang San's disheveled state with cold eyes, and the same thought flashed through their minds.
It would have been even better if this Soul Douluo player had gone a little harder!
They couldn't wait for Tang San to suffer all kinds of pain and humiliation at this moment.
They had no intention of helping, only indifferent detachment.
Flender frowned.
He shifted his feet slightly, intending to step forward and engage Tai Tan.
The most important thing right now is to say a few kind words for Tang San and save him from this seemingly hopeless situation.
But before he could even land, a figure had already darted out beside him.
It's Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang stood in front of Tang San.
His slender back was taut and straight, standing rigidly between Tang San and Tai Tan.
He used his not-so-tall body to protect the people behind him completely.
His face was pale from extreme tension, and his fingertips trembled slightly, yet he still forced himself to maintain his imposing presence.
"Release the Xiao San."
The four words that came out of his mouth were resounding and powerful.
The Central Plaza, which had been filled with hushed chatter, fell completely silent.
Everyone present froze, their faces filled with astonishment.
Yu Xiaogang?
A Soul Grandmaster with only level 29?
Someone who hasn't even broken through to the Soul Elder realm?
How dare you speak to a Soul Douluo whose Soul Power is unfathomable?
Everyone thought they had misheard, and they looked at each other in disbelief.
"Um?"
Tai Tan let out a cold snort.
His heavy gaze fell on Yu Xiaogang, sweeping over him from head to toe.
His Soul Power was so weak as to be negligible; he hadn't even broken through to the Soul Elder realm.
How dare someone who is no different from an ant in his eyes speak to him in such a tone?
Tai Tan was already suppressing his anger, and now he was even more unable to hide his irritation.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Yu Xiaogang's hand was reaching into his robes, as if to take out something.
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth. "I have the Spirit Hall..."
He was about to take out the token that Tang Hao had given him.
But Tai Tan had absolutely no interest in investigating what he was trying to retrieve.
Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, nothing external can cause the slightest ripple.
"Court death!"
He casually slapped out with his palm.
He didn't use any Soul Skill, or even much Soul Power.
It was just an ordinary palm strike, but it carried a sharp and piercing force, striking Yu Xiaogang squarely in the chest.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud exploded across the Central Plaza.
Yu Xiaogang's body was powerless to resist and flew straight backward.
He drew a short arc in the air and slammed his back hard against a stone pillar at the edge of the Central Plaza.
The surface of the hard granite pillar is covered with dense cracks that spread out like a spider web.
Yu Xiaogang slowly slid down the stone pillar to the ground.
"Puff!"
A mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably, staining the ground in front of him red.
His head lolled to the side, and he lost consciousness completely.
His breath rapidly weakened, becoming so faint that it could disappear completely at any moment.
"Xiao Gang!"
Flender's eyes widened in fury, and a hoarse roar pierced his throat.
He and Yu Xiaogang have known each other for decades and have a life-or-death friendship, regarding each other as brothers.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang being sent flying by a palm strike, his life hanging in the balance, Flender's eyes reddened.
A surge of overwhelming rage welled up inside him, threatening to consume all his reason.
His Cat Eagle wings spread out fully, and his seven Spirit Ring lit up one after another, radiating a dazzling light around him.
His Soul Power surged wildly, and he was about to charge towards Tai Tan.
Zhao Wuji grabbed him, gripping his shoulder tightly with all his might.
"Flender! Don't be impulsive!"
"We're no match for them! Going up there would just be suicide!"
Zhao Wuji's voice was filled with barely concealed urgency as he gripped Flender's arm tightly.
They wouldn't let him take even half a step forward.
In his eyes, risking his life for Tang San and his disciple was simply not worth it.
The insurmountable gap in strength is right in front of us; rushing forward rashly will only lead to the same fate as Yu Xiaogang.
"Xiao Gang..."
Flender's body trembled violently.
His gaze was fixed on Yu Xiaogang, who lay unconscious on the ground, his eyes churning with anxiety and anger, yet he was utterly powerless to do anything about it.
He was merely Soul Saint.
Facing Tai Tan, Soul Douluo Soul Power far surpasses his own, he has no chance of winning whatsoever.
Rushing in now will only lead to the same fate as Yu Xiaogang.
He gritted his teeth, but could only stand there, letting anger and helplessness tear at his chest.
Tang San, who was kneeling on the ground, saw Yu Xiaogang being sent flying and losing consciousness, and his taut rationality completely collapsed.
Yu Xiaogang was his teacher.
His already overwhelming anger seemed to have found an outlet, and rage swept over all his thoughts.
His eyes churned with boundless killing intent, and his Soul Power surged uncontrollably.
"Tai Tan! You have found your way to death!"
These words roared wildly in his heart, and the Soul Power within his body surged wildly without regard for the consequences.
His meridians were being pounded by the Berserk Soul Power, causing him sharp pains, but he was completely unaware of it.
All senses were filled with that earth-shattering rage.
Black light surged from his palm.
A small, jet-black hammer appeared out of thin air in his palm.
The hammer was engraved with intricate and ancient patterns, and a heavy, exclusive pressure emanated from it.
Clear Sky Hammer!
The direct Martial Soul of the Clear Sky Sect, the number one sect in the world!
"Um?"
The small, jet-black hammer caught Tai Tan's eye, and his body stiffened abruptly.
The anger on his face vanished instantly.
Instead, there was an indescribable shock, and even the muscles in my face involuntarily stiffened slightly.
His gaze was fixed on the Clear Sky Hammer, and he even subconsciously held his breath.
I'm terrified that everything I'm seeing is just an illusion.
My mind was shaken!
He had seen the Clear Sky Hammer far too many times.
Almost every direct disciple of the Clear Sky Sect can awaken this inherited Martial Soul.
But he would never admit his mistake.
The unique patterns on the hammer, the bloodline pressure belonging exclusively to the direct descendants of the Clear Sky Sect, and the familiar feeling etched into his bones—none of these could be mistaken.
It is the genuine Clear Sky Sect Clear Sky Hammer Sect!
It's the Clear Sky Hammer, a bloodline of its master!
"It's the Clear Sky Hammer!"
"It really is the Clear Sky Hammer!"
Tai Tan's voice, brimming with barely suppressed excitement, boomed throughout the entire Central Plaza.
The sound waves, carrying with them Soul Power, spread out, even causing the ground to tremble slightly.
His figure flashed by.
His burly, robust body unleashed an extreme speed completely disproportionate to his size, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Tang San.
He stood in front of Tang San, his eyes brimming with excitement.
"You! Aren't you called Tang San?!"
"Is your father named Tang Hao?!"