Tang Hao's Second Duel with Ju Gui

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The atmosphere within Shrek Academy was suffocating, and everyone felt as if a heavy stone were pressing down upon their hearts.

Because Tang Hao had arrived.

Although Clear Sky Douluo was dressed in rags with disheveled hair, his aura was so overwhelming that it left everyone gasping for air.

He looked at Tang San with eyes filled with both heartache and fury; he had only been gone for a few months, so why was his son disfigured?

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and laced with a chilling coldness.

"Who? Who did this?"

Yu Xiaogang braced himself and stepped forward.

"His Excellency Haotian, it was a youth named Xuan Qing who struck him. Standing behind him is Dugu Bo, as well as a female Title Douluo whose martial soul is a Hell Demon Dragon."

"Hell Demon Dragon? What kind of martial soul is that? Why have I never heard of it?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head.

"I am not entirely certain either, but the appearance of that martial soul is clearly recorded in the legendary spirit beast archives of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"That Title Douluo did not release her spirit rings, only her martial soul, but the pressure from it was far greater than that of Dugu Bo. I estimate she is at least level ninety-five or higher."

Tang Hao fell silent.

Stronger than Dugu Bo meant at least level ninety-five.

Such a powerhouse was not easy to deal with; no one who reached that level was someone to be trifled with.

Furthermore, there was still Dugu Bo, an expert in poisons. If it truly came to a life-or-death struggle, even he would have to weigh the risks.

Tang Hao continued his questioning.

"What is that brat's background? How old is he? What is his strength?"

Yu Xiaogang told him everything he knew.

Under ten years old, level thirty-seven, Azure Dragon Martial Soul, a ten-thousand-year third ring. Although it was a beast martial soul, he also possessed a long spear, leading him to suspect it was Twin Martial Souls.

The more Tang Hao heard, the uglier his expression became.

If such a person had been recruited as a lackey early on, he would have been a massive asset in opposing Martial Soul Hall, but now, this asset had become an enemy.

Tang San suddenly spoke up.

"Dad, that Xuan Qing said your ninth spirit ring came from Mom. Is this true?"

He had been pondering this question for days and had been desperate to ask. Xuan Qing's words from that day were like a thorn stuck in his heart, impossible to pull out.

Tang Hao's body shuddered as he looked at Tang San.

He had not expected that even this would be known to Xuan Qing; this was a secret that only a handful of people should have been aware of.

Tang Hao's voice sounded somewhat dry.

"That brat said that?"

Tang San nodded firmly.

"He said your spirit ring was sacrificed by Mom, and that my Blue Silver Grass is not ordinary Blue Silver Grass, but... Blue Silver Emperor."

Tang Hao's fists tightened. He took a deep breath, knowing that this matter could no longer be hidden, and prepared to tell Tang San the truth.

"I shouldn't have told you so soon, but your mother was indeed..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his expression changed drastically. He looked up at the sky as two tyrannical auras approached rapidly, their target clear: Shrek Academy.

Tang Hao's voice sank.

"It's Yue Guan and Gui Mei! How did they find us?"

"Take San and leave quickly! Go to Heaven Dou City and find the master of Moonlight Pavilion; she is San's aunt."

"Remember, don't look back, just keep running."

Yu Xiaogang and the others also sensed those terrifying auras, their faces turning deathly pale.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, the two henchmen of Martial Soul Hall, both level ninety-five Title Douluo.

"San, let's go!"

Yu Xiaogang grabbed Tang San and bolted out the back gate of the academy, with Flender, Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai, and the others following closely behind.

They knew that in a battle of this caliber, they could not help; staying behind would only be a burden. The only option was to run—the further, the better.

"Dad..."

"Go!"

Tang Hao did not look back. The Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand, and nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—emerged beneath his feet as he unleashed his full aura.

The red spirit ring, in particular, radiated a terrifying pressure.

Just then, two figures descended from the sky and landed before Tang Hao; they were none other than Ju Gui.

Yue Guan looked bewitching, toying with a chrysanthemum in his hand, yet his eyes were icy.

Gui Mei was shrouded in black mist, his expression hidden, but his killing intent was chilling.

Yue Guan saw the person before him clearly and let out a cold sneer.

"Tang Hao, it really is you. After hiding for so many years, you finally decided to show your face, and you even hid your son here. You certainly know how to pick a spot."

Gui Mei's voice was hoarse.

"It seems His Holiness the Pope was right. That Tang San is undoubtedly your son. Twin Martial Souls and the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline—tsk tsk, he cannot be left alive."

Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, his gaze icy.

"A chrysanthemum and a little ghost dare to set their sights on my son? It was my mistake not to kill you back then; today, I shall set that right."

Yue Guan's expression darkened.

"Tang Hao, don't be too arrogant. It remains to be seen who will have the last laugh."

Gui Mei added.

"That's right. His Holiness the Pope has given the order: dead or alive, it matters not. Today, neither you nor your son will be able to escape."

Tang Hao stopped wasting words and swung his hammer. The massive Clear Sky Hammer descended from the sky, smashing toward the two with terrifying power.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions shifted as they struck out simultaneously to defend. The fragrance of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum permeated the air while black mist churned; the two joined forces to resist.

"BOOM!"

Shockwaves rolled out, the ground cracked, and the dilapidated buildings of Shrek Academy collapsed in an instant. Dust filled the air, obscuring all figures.

Yu Xiaogang and the others had already run quite a distance, but they were still pushed forward by the shockwave, tumbling several meters. They scrambled up and kept running, not daring to look back.

Tang San was dragged along by Yu Xiaogang, tears streaming down his face.

He hated himself for being too weak to help, forced to watch his father face two Title Douluo alone.

Yu Xiaogang pulled him firmly.

"Tang San, don't be impulsive. His Excellency Haotian could win against three people back then; he will certainly be fine now. If he wants to leave, no one can stop him."

"If we stay, we will only drag him down. Let's go find your aunt first, and once we are safe, we will find a way to make contact."

Tang San gritted his teeth and stopped struggling. He knew his teacher was right; he was nothing but a burden if he stayed, but the unwillingness in his heart burned like fire.

At this moment, the three on the battlefield were already locked in combat. Although it was one against two, Tang Hao did not fall behind in the slightest; he even vaguely suppressed the two of them.

The amplification provided by the hundred-thousand-year spirit ring was too great, and combined with the dominance of the Clear Sky Hammer, the two were actually struggling immensely.

"Old Ghost, this guy is even stronger than he was back then. He's at least level ninety-five, and that hundred-thousand-year spirit ring is simply monstrous."

Gui Mei nodded.

"Indeed, but His Holiness the Pope said we must complete the mission. Stall him until the others arrive; we must keep him here today."

The two stopped clashing head-on and switched to hit-and-run tactics. Their mission was to stall Tang Hao and create an opportunity for others to capture Tang San.

As long as Tang San was captured, Tang Hao would have something to fear.

Tang Hao saw through their intentions and struck even more ruthlessly, every hammer blow heavy and powerful.

The two were forced to retreat repeatedly, and after several collisions, both Yue Guan and Gui Mei were injured.

Tang Hao was not having an easy time either. Fighting two people consumed too much energy, and he still had old wounds that hadn't healed; he could not afford a prolonged battle.

"Clear Sky Avatar!"

Tang Hao let out a low shout. The seventh spirit ring on his body lit up, and the Clear Sky Hammer grew another circle larger.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions changed drastically as they simultaneously unleashed their Martial Soul Avatars to resist together.