The Real Thing Comes Out and You're Still Unhappy! Is Tang Hao Trying to Detonate His Rings and Run?

Tang Hao's roar was like stirring up a hornet's nest.

He had barely finished speaking.

From all around the mountains and forests, one figure after another crashed down.

Thump!

Thump! Thump!

Each strike sent the ground trembling violently, sending dirt flying everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Hao was surrounded by people.

Ghost Douluo.

Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Ghost Leopard Douluo.

Sword Douluo.

Bone Douluo.

Even those old monsters from the Worship Hall who hadn't left their seclusion for decades, except for Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile, all came together as if they were at a fair!

No more, no less, fifteen Title Douluo.

In addition, Ning Fengzhi stood outside the circle, smiling and ready to provide support at any moment.

With this lineup, let alone defeating Tang Hao, they could easily uproot the Clear Sky Sect from the mountain.

Tang Hao's face turned completely pale.

"Elder Ling Yuan, that's not fair of you."

Chrysanthemum Douluo, with her delicate fingers, said coquettishly to Spirit Kite Douluo, who had already exchanged a few blows with Tang Hao, "This darling of yours has been playing with by yourself for half a day. Shouldn't we brothers have some fun too?"

"Roll!"

Spirit Kite Douluo was furious. She spread her arms wide and stood in front of Tang Hao like a tigress protecting her food.

She acted as if Tang Hao wasn't her enemy, but her long-lost son.

"I found this sandbag first! Anyone who dares to take it from me, I'll chop them to pieces!"

"Why should I, Ling Yuan, get this treatment?!"

Demon Bear Douluo was the first to object, slapping his chest with his palm as big as a fan, making a loud "bang bang" sound.

"You've already roasted this man's arm to medium-rare; it's time for me, Old Bear, to try and see if the power bestowed upon me by my predecessor can shatter this bone club!"

As he spoke, he shook the hideous Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Right Claw Bone, his mouth practically watering.

"That's right!"

The crowd immediately joined in the commotion.

Joke!

Who hasn't had a few life-changing meals at a veteran's restaurant? Who hasn't won a prize that boosted their abilities?

You finally found a top-tier test subject, tough as nails and renowned throughout the mainland, and you think you can satisfy all your cravings by yourself?

In an instant, everyone looked at Tang Hao as if he were an enemy.

His eyes were like those of a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days, seeing a fat sheep that had been skinned, smeared with sauce, and was just waiting to be devoured.

"Stop arguing!"

Ghost Douluo cleared his throat and stepped forward to uphold "justice".

"We're all respectable people; let's not let a toy ruin our relationship."

"In my opinion, to be fair, how about we... play rock-paper-scissors?"

"Great idea!"

"I second that! The loser goes to the back of the line!"

A group of top-tier experts, whose mere presence could shake the entire continent, were actually quite enthusiastic about starting a game of rock-paper-scissors.

Tang Hao listened to these conversations and almost suffered a heart attack on the spot.

Sandbag?

Toy?

Rock, paper, scissors?

He is Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo! The youngest Title Douluo on the continent!

Today, I've actually been reduced to having someone decide who will punch me first by playing rock-paper-scissors?

"You..."

Tang Hao was so angry that he trembled all over, and a beast-like growl came from his throat.

His teeth were clenched so hard they were making a grinding sound.

Don't look down on people!

This desperate roar finally stopped the group of Title Douluo who were about to play rock-paper-scissors.

Fifteen pairs of eyes fell on him simultaneously.

His eyes were filled with displeasure at being disturbed.

Just when Tang Hao thought his dignity had finally earned him some respect...

A blur flashed by.

Snap!

A deafeningly loud slap landed squarely on his left cheek, swift and brutal.

The world fell silent instantly.

Tang Hao was completely stunned by the slap. He covered his burning face, his mind filled with a buzzing sound.

He mechanically turned his head.

Ghost Leopard Douluo had somehow returned to his original spot, and was shaking his wrist with a look of disgust, as if he had touched something dirty.

"We are discussing serious matters."

"What are you doing barking like a dog?!"

Suffering such a humiliating defeat, Tang Hao's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he began to pant heavily.

He, the mighty Clear Sky Douluo, was actually made a fool of!

"Very good!"

Tang Hao was so angry that he laughed, a laugh that was incredibly ferocious.

The next second, the first eight Soul Rings on his body dimmed instantly, and cracks spread wildly across the rings!

Ring Detonation!

Upon seeing this, the fifteen Title Douluo not only did not stop it, but their eyes lit up.

"Oh no! This is going to be a life-or-death situation!"

"The Great Sumeru Hammer! I'm finally going to see it with my own eyes!"

Far from being afraid, they even enthusiastically stepped back a few paces, consciously forming a circle and clearing out a sufficiently large "stage".

The way they were acting didn't seem like they were facing a formidable enemy fighting to the death; it was more like they were watching a once-in-a-century fireworks display.

Looking at their smug, amused expressions, Tang Hao was so angry he almost spat out another mouthful of blood.

But a glint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he forcibly suppressed his anger, his body leaping into the air.

He held the jet-black Clear Sky Hammer high, and with all his might, he squeezed out three words, one by one, through clenched teeth:

"Great--Sumeru--!"

The sound shook the entire area!

The terrifying aura caused the sky to change color!

Everyone prepared for battle. Those with Ultimate Attribute began to cultivate Ultimate Attribute, while those without Ultimate Attribute prepared to show off their new Martial Soul, and others prepared their Soul Bone Skill.

However.

After Tang Hao shouted those three words, he started flying upwards.

It flew higher and higher.

It flew higher and higher.

One second.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

The figure in the sky was almost reduced to a tiny black dot.

The crucial word "hammer" was delayed in being uttered.

The scene was quite awkward at one point.

Demon Bear Douluo was the first to lose his temper. He raised his head until his neck ached, and scratched his head in a muffled voice.

"Did he... forget his lines?"

Ghost Douluo's face, hidden in the black mist, twitched violently as he gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Forgotten my foot! That bastard ran away!"

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Then, they all blurted out a curse word at the same time.

"Grass!"

"You took your pants off and this is what you show me?"

They all looked up, staring at the tiny black dot that was almost disappearing into the clouds.

"That bastard's a dirty bastard!"

"Chase him! We're going to beat the shit out of him today!"

A group of people were grumbling and cursing as they prepared to leave.

Just then...

"Ah--!"

A piercing, distorted scream suddenly came from high above.

Immediately afterwards, the little black dot that had just been smugly preparing to run away crashed straight down at a speed ten times faster than it had flown up!

Boom!

The ground was smashed into a large crater, and smoke and dust filled the air.

When the dust settled, Tang Hao was seen lying at the bottom of the pit in a "spread-eagle" position, his face slapped crooked, and blood bubbles unconsciously coming out of his mouth; he had clearly passed out.

At that moment, an angry voice exploded from above them.

"Hmph! Sixteen people surrounding a level 95 Tang Hao, and he almost managed to escape!"

"You bunch of useless trash, can you embarrass me any more?!"