He hadn't expected Ning Rongrong to discover Xiao Wu's identity.
Now, Xiao Wu was about to be taken away by Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
He, Tang Hao, would not allow it!
"You can't take her away!"
Tang Hao took a step forward and suddenly appeared.
His tall, burly frame was hidden beneath a black robe. Even his face was completely concealed, making it impossible to see what he really looked like.
As he appeared, a terrifying pressure erupted around them, as immense as a mountain, making everyone instinctively hold him in awe.
"What a powerful aura!" Tang San's eyes contracted sharply.
Ning Rongrong shifted, stepping in front of Xiao Wu. She stared at Tang Hao without fear, while an equally terrifying, mountain-like pressure blossomed from her.
The two invisible pressures collided fiercely, grinding against each other.
"So you've finally shown yourself. You're not going to keep hiding like a rat, head and tail tucked away?"
Ning Rongrong spoke, her expression grave.
The tall man before her was every bit as strong as she was!
He was a genuine Titled Douluo.
Her own Titled Douluo cultivation, however, would last for only two hours—four hours at most.
Once her Experience Card ran out, she would be left with nothing but a dead end!
Ning Rongrong had to take this seriously.
"You're not taking anyone from here."
Tang Hao's voice was cold and imposing, leaving no room for argument.
"That's not for you to decide!"
Beside Tang Hao, Ning Rongrong looked like a little girl, two heads shorter than him.
But her aura was no weaker than his. Her beautiful eyes were cold as ice, and the Ice Dragon King above her head gleamed with a chilling gaze, its power radiating in every direction.
"It's him—the Clear Sky Douluo!"
Flender, sprawled on the ground, recognized Tang Hao at once.
Just a few days ago, Tang Hao had appeared in the dead of night and taught Zhao Wuji a lesson right in front of him.
"But why has Tang Hao shown up now to stop Xiao Wu from being taken away?"
"What secret is Xiao Wu hiding?"
Flender was an old fox. His eyes flickered as he sensed that something was definitely amiss!
"The Clear Sky Douluo actually came out. Is he here to protect Xiao Wu?" Zhao Wuji wondered.
The sight of Tang Hao's towering figure made Zhao Wuji's heart ache.
"You can't take this little girl away!" Tang Hao said again, his voice low and stern.
"Xiao Wu's leaving with me of her own free will. What gives you the right to stop her?" Ning Rongrong said icily. "If you ask me, you're the one who wants to take her away!"
Behind Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu listened to the two Titled Douluo and trembled with fear.
"That's right, senior. I'm leaving with Rongrong of my own accord. This is between us!" Xiao Wu said, frightened.
Tang San was clever. He immediately guessed that Xiao Wu might be hiding a secret.
This masked man had appeared now because he had his eye on whatever secret Xiao Wu was keeping.
Tang San wouldn't allow that.
Ning Rongrong and the other students were here. Tang San felt this was the perfect chance to step forward, declare his stance, and establish himself as someone who would stand up to powerful enemies for Xiao Wu. He could also use the opportunity to get closer to Ning Rongrong.
So Tang San stepped forward and moved in front of Xiao Wu, taking a protective stance.
At the same time, Tang San's hands formed an odd shape, like the talons of two eagles. He was ready to unleash his Hidden Weapons.
"Senior, we don't even know each other!"
"Xiao Wu will be perfectly safe with Rongrong!"
"But you're the one hiding your face and looking like a thief. You're not welcome here!"
"I suggest you leave at once, or don't blame us for what happens next!"
Tang San rebuked him righteously, the Hidden Weapons at his cuffs glinting coldly.
Seeing Tang San step forward to rebuke Tang Hao, Flender's mouth twitched violently as he lay on the ground. What a mess. The son actually stepped up to go against his own father.
"Wait, Tang San just called Tang Hao a thief...!" Zhao Wuji was dumbfounded.
Tang Hao glanced at Tang San. He hadn't expected his own son to step in and stop him.
That foolish boy had no idea how serious this was.
If Xiao Wu, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, was taken away, she would never get the chance to come back.
"Silence! You have no say in this!"
Tang Hao's voice boomed as he reprimanded Tang San.
"Xiao San, enough. This is no business of yours!" Flender hurriedly tried to stop him.
"Dean, this masked man wants to harm Xiao Wu. I can't just stand by and do nothing!" Tang San said gravely.
"Enough! Stand down. You're only at level twenty-nine. You have no say in this!" Flender snapped, his expression dark.
If he let Tang San, Tang Hao's son, keep obstructing his own father, then he would be failing miserably as dean!
"Dean... A person has to stand up for what they believe is right. Even if it means dying, they can't back down!"
"For Xiao Wu, I won't take a single step back!"
Tang San spoke with utmost seriousness.
"Third Brother, thank you..." Xiao Wu said gratefully.
Hearing that, Tang Hao's face darkened.
Your old man is trying to help you, Xiao San. How did you end up fighting against him?
But Tang Hao couldn't say that out loud yet. He couldn't reveal their secrets.
"Little girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I'll say it one more time. Leave now, or don't blame me for picking on some...one younger!"
Tang Hao ignored Tang San and turned to Ning Rongrong, scolding her as an aura like a thousand troops and horses burst from him.
"Let's see you try picking on someone younger!"
Ning Rongrong didn't back down.
"Fine. You asked for this!"
Tang Hao let out a long howl. One Soul Ring after another rose slowly from beneath his feet.
The rings rose at no great speed, but with each one that appeared, the aura surrounding Tang Hao grew more terrifying.
Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red!
Tang Hao's nine Soul Rings were exactly the same as Ning Rongrong's.
His final Soul Ring was also a hundred-thousand-year one!
However, no one could see what the black-clad figure's Martial Soul looked like.
The Clear Sky Hammer had been compressed to an incredibly small size, packed with terrifying power and hidden inside his sleeve.
"What a powerful cultivation! But that aura feels a little familiar!"
Tang San wondered, sensing the Clear Sky Hammer within him faintly resonate with the masked man's. It was very strange.
"Two Yellow, two Purple, four Black, and one Red. He really is a Titled Douluo!" Ning Rongrong's eyes contracted sharply.
She hadn't expected that, at just twelve years old, she would be fighting a genuine Titled Douluo!
This was absolutely insane!
"A red ring..." Xiao Wu was afraid.
It meant the death of one of her hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast kin.
Xiao Wu shrank back, unable to face it.
Though Tang Hao's Soul Rings matched Ning Rongrong's, and he was much older than she was, the Ice Dragon King Martial Soul was simply too high-quality!
And with the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul as well, Ning Rongrong's aura was in no way inferior to Tang Hao's. If anything, it was even stronger.
"Let's take this somewhere else to fight!"
Ning Rongrong spoke as the Ice Dragon King spread its wings and soared from her body, sending snowflakes swirling around them.
She was afraid that fighting here would affect Zhu Zhuqing or even hurt Xiao Wu.
That was the last thing Ning Rongrong wanted.
"Let's go!"
Tang Hao had the same idea as Ning Rongrong. He didn't want to hurt Xiao Wu or affect Tang San.
The Ice Dragon King carried Ning Rongrong out of Shrek Academy, flying toward a barren mountain nearby.
Tang Hao followed close behind, the Clear Sky Hammer hidden in his sleeve stirring restlessly.
Before long,
the two of them had left Shrek Academy and arrived among the barren mountains.
"Ice Dragon King, Martial Soul Possession!"
The Ice Dragon King roared and entered Ning Rongrong's body.
A pair of horns sprouted from Ning Rongrong's head. Her hair turned ice blue, her pupils became vertical, and a pair of enormous Ice Crystal Dragon Wings unfurled from her back.
Beautiful, ice-blue scales covered her body, and claws grew from her limbs.
A chill rolled around Ning Rongrong. Snow began to fall, and some of the nearby plants froze solid.
But Martial Soul Possession alone wasn't enough!
"Seventh Soul Skill: Ice Dragon King True Body!"
The Seventh Soul Ring on Ning Rongrong's body lit up, and her aura turned chillingly cold.
Terrifying blizzards raged all around her.
The already barren mountain became even more desolate. Snow began to fall across the world around them, frost swept everywhere, and the cold bit to the bone!
The barren mountain was instantly transformed into a snowy, icy peak!
Ning Rongrong's body began to swell, towering hundreds of meters in an instant.
Her pair of Ice Crystal Dragon Wings grew terrifyingly huge, blotting out the sky and sun!
A layer of icy frost now coated the exquisite dragon scales covering her entire body.
"Roar!"
The Ice Dragon King roared. Its fearsome fangs were like rows of ice spears.
When it opened its mouth, its breath was bone-chilling. Everything in its path froze!
With a slight flap of its wings, the Ice Dragon King stirred up a freezing wind, sending snowflakes swirling through the air.
Ning Rongrong had transformed into the Ice Dragon King. Her deep, frigid dragon eyes fixed unflinchingly on Tang Hao.