Qin Feng: Tang San, like a pig!

"However..."

Zhu Zhuqing paused, her tone turning resolute.

"Qin Feng is in trouble right now, and this is the perfect opportunity for us to farm his favorability."

Xiao Wu bit her lip, feeling conflicted inside.

On one side was the Third Brother she had called out to for years, and on the other was Qin Feng—the one who was a bit wicked, yet whose diary never lied.

Moreover, the diary had just mentioned that Tang San and Tang Hao were "villains."

"Let's go!"

Xiao Wu took a deep breath and made her decision.

"Since Uncle Tang Hao is about to do something evil, we can't just stand by."

"If Qin Feng is really killed, who will write the diary for us in the future?"

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong exchanged glances, both seeing the agreement in each other's eyes.

Three graceful figures accelerated instantly, darting toward the direction of the soul power fluctuations.

At this moment, in the center of the battlefield.

The air seemed to have solidified, becoming so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Dugu Bo stood in front of Qin Feng, his green robes fluttering without a breeze.

"Tang Hao, I'll put it plainly as well."

"Today, this kid is under my protection."

"If you want to touch him, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

Tang Hao sneered, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand trembling violently.

"Good!"

"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Before the words had even faded, Tang Hao's figure vanished from his spot.

The next moment, that massive black hammer, carrying the momentum to destroy heaven and earth, smashed down toward Dugu Bo's head.

BOOM!

Dugu Bo did not show weakness; the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor spirit manifested behind him, its massive tail lashing out with dense, toxic mist to strike the Clear Sky Hammer.

A thunderous roar shook the surrounding buildings.

Green toxic mist and black soul power collided violently in the air.

Scrape, scrape, scrape!

After landing, Tang Hao actually retreated half a step.

Although it was only half a step, this scene sent shockwaves through Tang Hao's heart.

How was this possible?

Old Poison was notoriously the weakest among the Titled Douluo; in the past, he couldn't even take a single strike from his hammer.

Yet, just now, although he hadn't used his full strength, Dugu Bo had taken the blow head-on. Furthermore, that toxic power was more refined and overbearing than before, actually corroding his Clear Sky Hammer!

"Old Poison, your strength..."

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes, looking at Dugu Bo, who hadn't been sent flying as he used to be, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Dugu Bo smiled proudly and stroked his beard.

"What? Are you surprised?"

"Tang Hao, one should look at a person with new eyes after three days of separation. Do you think I am still the same man I was back then?"

Standing to the side, Dugu Yan watched her grandfather display his might, her face full of pride.

She clung to Qin Feng's arm and said loudly on purpose:

"Grandpa is amazing!"

"This is all thanks to Qin Feng for detoxifying Grandpa. Not only did he cure Grandpa's chronic illness, but he also helped Grandpa's soul power reach a new level!"

"Unlike some people, who are old enough to know better yet still go around bullying the younger generation—aren't you ashamed?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it was just enough for everyone present to hear.

Standing behind Qin Feng, Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light.

She took a deep look at Qin Feng's back.

So that's how it was.

The increase in Dugu Bo's strength was actually the work of this kid.

To be able to cure the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison and even boost the strength of a Titled Douluo—the secrets Qin Feng held were far more than she had imagined.

Judging by that last strike, Dugu Bo's current strength is likely a cut above both Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo by his side.

This kid is truly a treasure.

However...

Qian Renxue glanced at Tang Hao.

Even though Dugu Bo has grown stronger, a gap still exists when compared to a veteran Super Douluo like Tang Hao.

Tang Hao clearly hadn't used his full strength in that previous strike.

If they were to truly fight, Dugu Bo could hold out for a while at most, but he would definitely not win.

As expected.

Tang Hao flicked the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, shaking off the poison gas clinging to it.

"So, you had a fortuitous encounter."

"But, do you think you can stop me with just this much improvement?"

"Delusional!"

The ninth soul ring on Tang Hao's body, that bright red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, suddenly flared for an instant.

A pressure ten times more terrifying than before instantly enveloped the entire field.

Pfft!

Dugu Bo's face turned pale as he violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body staggering backward.

The gap in strength, in the end, cannot be fully bridged by mere fortuitous encounters.

Tang Hao retracted his aura, looking at Dugu Bo as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Old Poison, I don't want to kill you. Get lost."

After saying this, he turned his head to look at Tang San, who was still watching the show from the side.

"Tang San, go take back what belongs to you."

Tang San had already climbed up from the ground by now. Although half of his face was still swollen, the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Dad is truly amazing!"

"Even a Title Douluo is no match for Dad in a single blow!"

With his father backing him up, Tang San's spine instantly straightened.

He walked up to Qin Feng, striking the pose of a victor.

"Qin Feng, do you see?"

"This is the gap in strength."

"In this world, without strength, you are nothing."

"Hand over that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone obediently. As long as you cooperate, I can beg my father to spare your life."

"After all, we were classmates once; I don't want to take things too far."

Tang San said this with such magnanimity, with such benevolence.

It was as if he were doing the other party a favor by robbing him of his soul bone.

Qin Feng acted as if he hadn't heard a word, not even sparing Tang San a glance.

He turned his head and said with a grin to Dugu Yan:

"Dugu Yan, were you scared just now?"

"Actually, your grandfather didn't have to risk his life like that; I have a way to deal with this blacksmith."

Dugu Yan rolled her eyes at him, chiding:

"What time do you think it is? You're still cracking jokes."

Qin Feng turned his head again to look at Ye Lingling.

"Ye Lingling, look, it's getting late. After we shoo away these flies later, shall we go get something good to eat?"

Although Ye Lingling had a cold personality, she was amused by Qin Feng's heartless demeanor and nodded gently.

Qin Feng even turned back to chat with Qian Renxue for a moment.

"Brother Xue, what do you think of this show? Is it exciting?"

Qian Renxue: "..."

She had seen arrogant people, but never anyone this arrogant.

The blade was already at his throat, yet he was still there debating what to have for dinner.

Tang San stood to the side, the smile on his face gradually stiffening until it turned a livid shade of blue.

Ignored.

Blatantly ignored.

He was in the middle of a life-or-death negotiation with Qin Feng, yet Qin Feng was over there flirting with a beauty!

This was even more unbearable to him than the slap from just a moment ago.

"Qin Feng!"

"I am talking to you!"

Tang San roared, his eyes bloodshot.

"Don't you dare refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

Only then did Qin Feng lazily turn his head, glancing at him as if he were looking at an idiot.

"Oh, you're still here?"

"I saw your face swollen like a pig's head and thought some domestic pig had gotten loose."