"I still have Clear Sky Hammer!"
Tang San clenched his right hand tightly, and the black Soul Power surged crazily in his palm. The giant hammer carrying Tang Family's bloodline and hope for revenge almost broke through Martial Soul's shackles and hit the person in front of him who had completely lost his face.
At this moment, a cold and biting voice accurately penetrated into his mind, with unquestionable pressure:
"If you don't want people to know that you are a heretic born from the human traitors Tang Hao and Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Soul Beast, and then be hunted down by the entire continent, just use Clear Sky Hammer."
Tang San's whole body stiffened suddenly, as if he had been struck by thunder.
The black Soul Power that surged in the palm of his hand collapsed instantly, and the Clear Sky Hammer that was about to condense was forced back into his body. The huge backlash made his throat feel sweet, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
He stared at Tang San across from him, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
How could he know?
How did he know his life experience? How did he know Clear Sky Hammer? How did he know his mother was Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?
Apart from Tang Hao, he is the only one in the world who knows these secrets!
Tang San stood there, his eyes under the mask calm and calm, as if he had already seen through all his trump cards. He raised his chin slightly, and said again in a voice that only two people could hear, "Either admit defeat, or wait to be surrounded by the Spirit Hall and people from the two empires, you choose."
Tang San gritted his teeth, his nails dug deeply into his palms, and blood dripped down his fingers.
He had no choice.
Once Clear Sky Hammer appears, once his identity is exposed, what awaits him will be the pursuit of the entire continent.
Let alone protecting Xiao Wu, he himself won't even be able to see the sun tomorrow.
"I... I give up."
Those three words seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
As soon as the words fell, the entire Soul Fighting Arena instantly fell into deathly silence.
Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at the trembling Tang San on the stage, unable to believe their ears.
"What? Thousand-Hand Asura gave in?"
"Did I hear you correctly? He obviously still has some trump cards that he can't use! Why did he suddenly admit defeat?"
"What are you doing! I have invested all my wealth in him!"
Deafening boos and curses erupted from the audience, and countless people threw their drink bottles and snack bags into the ring to vent their dissatisfaction.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Oscar were also stunned, looking at each other with disbelief written on their faces.
"How could Third Brother admit defeat?" Ma Hongjun stamped his feet anxiously.
Oscar frowned and stared at the figure wearing the Blue Silver Grass mask on the ring. Then he looked at the pale Tang San. He suddenly lowered his voice and said to Dai Mubai, "Boss Dai, do you think... that Endless Life looks a bit like the third brother?"
Dai Mubai was suddenly startled.
He carefully recalled the fight just now. The two people's body shapes, the habit of raising their hands, and even the angles at which they turned sideways to avoid Hidden Weapons were all surprisingly similar.
In addition, just now Tang San clearly had a trump card, but suddenly and inexplicably gave in, and what Endless Life said, "I put all my hopes on you"...
An absurd but only reasonable guess emerged in his mind.
"Twins."
Dai Mubai whispered two words and looked at Tang San with complicated eyes, "He is Tang San's brother."
Ma Hongjun and Oscar took a deep breath at the same time, with shock written all over their faces.
At this moment, Tang San had already turned around and walked off the stage. He did not accept an interview with the host or receive his bonus, and simply disappeared into the backstage passage.
Tang San walked down the ring in despair, and the silver mask in his hand fell to the ground, revealing a bloodless face.
"Brother Xiao San, are you okay?" Dai Mubai rushed to meet him and supported him who was shaking.
"I'm fine." Tang San shook his head, looked ahead blankly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have some personal matters and I need to go out. You can go back first, and you don't have to follow me."
"But third brother..." Ma Hongjun wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai shook his head at him, and then said to Tang San, "Okay, then be careful. If anything happens, just contact us with Soul Tool."
Tang San nodded, without saying anything more, turned around and walked out of Soul Fighting Arena quickly, heading towards the outside of the city.
Looking at his hurried away figure, Oscar scratched his head and asked doubtfully, "Boss Dai, why don't you let us follow? What if that Endless Life is not good for the third brother?"
"No." Dai Mubai shook his head and looked in the direction outside the city with deep eyes, "If I guess correctly, he will not hurt Tang San. After all, blood is thicker than water.
He didn't believe it after he said it. If blood was really thicker than water, his family wouldn't have such a rule of killing each other.
Suotuo City Ten miles away, there is a deserted Black Pine Forest.
The moonlight shines through the layers of leaves, casting mottled light and shadow. The forest is so quiet that you can only hear the rustle of the wind blowing through the leaves.
Tang San was standing under a huge tree with his back to the entrance, playing with a knife in his hand.
There were rapid footsteps behind him, and Tang San ran over panting, stopped ten meters behind him, clenched his fists, and asked warily, "Who are you? How do you know my life experience?"
Tang San turned around slowly.
He raised his hand and took off the mask on his face.
The moonlight shone on his face, illuminating the face that was almost identical to Tang San.
The same eyebrows, the same nose bridge, the same lip shape, and even the curvature of the hair on the forehead are almost exactly the same.
If we talk about appearance, Tang San is at seven points, while Tang San is at nine points.
The nutrition of the Spirit Hall is not limited. The concentration of awakened blood of Blue Silver Emperor is much higher than that of Tang San, Tang San who can survive on the support of Holy Soul Village Old Jack.
The only difference is his eyes.
Tang San's eyes always have a hint of flattery and humility, as well as confusion about the future.
But Tang San's eyes were cold, firm, and sharp, like an unsheathed knife, carrying the vicissitudes of the world and unquestionable majesty.
Tang San took a sudden step back, his pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
"You... you..."
He pointed at Tang San, his fingers were trembling, and his face was full of disbelief.
How is that possible?
How could anyone look exactly like him?
"My name is Tang San."
Tang San looked at him and said in a calm and calm tone, "Your Twins brother."
"Brother Twins?" Tang San shook his head violently, "Impossible! My father never told me that I have a brother! You are lying!"
Besides, why are you the elder brother and me the younger brother?
"Tang Hao?"
Tang San sneered, his eyes instantly ignited with blazing hatred, and his voice became cold and biting. "Of course he won't tell you, because on the day we were born, he could only protect one of us, so he gave up on me."