The author doesn't even know which episode Tang Hao died in; he'd probably be reborn as a minor character.
In his previous life, Tang San had experienced Feng Xiaotian's Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf. The essence of this Self-Created Soul Skill was to use the opponent's force against them, with each slash stronger than the last. The final thirty-sixth slash was enough to take down their entire team.
The first way to break the illusion is to interrupt it with brute force before it can be stacked up. Of course, Tang San and his companions obviously don't have that ability.
The second method was to use a layered Soul Skill, even stronger than the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf, to Feng Xiaotian's attack.
Third Brother smiled slightly; he was very experienced in this kind of thing. He straightened his firm gaze and confidently took a step forward.
With a smile that was three parts unruly, three parts Taunt, and four parts arrogant, Tang San made his move.
"Come forth! My -- Clear Sky Hammer!"
His voice was extremely arrogant, bordering on the wild. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was switching Martial Soul; otherwise, you'd think he was about to pull out his... thing!
" Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!" Tang San used his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer with great skill. In his previous life, when he fought Feng Xiaotian, his hammer technique was still at the beginner level, but now who was he? The invincible Great God King Tang. A mere " Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer " was naturally something he could handle with ease.
Tang San had developed muscle memory for the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. He could precisely determine how to swing the hammer, how much force to use each time, and how much Soul Power to employ.
People always say that I, Tang San, only know those three old tricks. Haha, but over tens of thousands of years, I, Tang San, have mastered those three tricks to perfection. Isn't that a skill in itself?
" The Clear Sky Hammer! It's actually the Clear Sky Hammer!" The first person to exclaim in shock was Flender. The Clear Sky Hammer was so shocking that he forgot the fact that Tang San actually had Twin Martial Souls.
Feng Qing frowned, pondering to himself, "This is someone from the Clear Sky Sect, but since the Spirit Hall's attack on the Clear Sky Sect, some of the Clear Sky Sect members were absorbed by the Spirit Hall, while others went into seclusion. What's this person's background? Is he from the Spirit Hall or originally from the Clear Sky Sect...?"
Tang San revealing the Clear Sky Hammer is a clear indication of his background, intended to make you, the mere dean of the Godwind Academy, wary.
Of course, Feng Qing was also fooled. After all, who doesn't know that the Clear Sky Sect that everyone is talking about is the branch of the Spirit Hall? Although the people in the sect are all non-core disciples of the old Clear Sky Sect, they still have the Spirit Hall as their backing.
Even if you don't respect the monk, you should still respect the Buddha. Naturally, Feng Qing wouldn't dare to attack someone from the Clear Sky Sect's Martial Soul. What if they were a disciple of the New Clear Sky Sect?
Even those cowardly factions have to give them some face, since they've secretly allied with the Heaven Dou Empire, so they're practically partners.
Tang San never expected that one day he would be inexplicably protected by the Spirit Hall...
Tang San had just enjoyed his moment of glory when Grandmaster came along and ruined his teammates' chances.
Yu Xiaogang short haircut, straightened his back and proudly addressed Liu Erlong and Flender beside him:
"This is my most prized student. He is my idol, the son of Clear Sky Douluo — Tang Hao!"
Flender's pupils dilated, his face filled with immense surprise and joy. He stammered, "You... Yu Xiaogang... you mean... that one!"
"Exactly! Exactly!" The Grandmaster nodded pretentiously, displaying an air of superiority.
Feng Qing overheard their conversation and Taunt, "Who do we have here? Just an orphan!"
The Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul belongs neither to the Spirit Hall faction nor to that group of cowards. No one expected that it would be the son of Tang Hao, who is neither side!
When Tang Hao was still alive, even if Feng Qing had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to lay a hand on Tang San. But now, Tang Hao's grave is overgrown with weeds, and he can easily bully an orphan.
Liu Erlong couldn't help but lament the lack of information among her two incompetent teammates. Seriously? Tang Hao has been dead for so many years! The Spirit Hall has even published this information throughout the Douluo Continent, and you two don't even know?
" Yu Xiaogang, well, actually, His Excellency Haotian was killed by the Spirit Hall several years ago."
"What!" Yu Xiaogang froze on the spot, muttering to himself, "Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible! His Excellency Haotian so powerful, how could he possibly..."
"Nothing is impossible. Take you, this piece of trash from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, for example. As far as I know, your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has never had a disciple who reached level 29 for life. Aren't you the impossible within the impossible?"
Feng Qing's words were all barbs; he clearly knew Yu Xiaogang.
The teachers in the spectator stands were speaking so loudly that it was hard for Tang San and his companions not to hear them.
"Xiao San, you're actually Tang Hao's son!" Dai Mubai's way of addressing Tang San changed. He used to call him "Third Brother" repeatedly, but now that he knew Tang San didn't have any background, he quickly changed his tune and started calling him "Xiao San".
"My father is dead? When did this happen?!" The moment Tang San heard the news of Tang Hao's death, he suddenly felt a sense of relief, but this was followed by anger, a sense of frustration at having his plans ruined, and a final, Sisi fear of things spiraling out of control.
Just as Tang San was distracted, Feng Xiaotian quickly seized the opportunity and unleashed a wind blade. Fortunately, Tang San reacted quickly and was only injured in the Shoulder.
"Focus, take care of Feng Xiaotian first! Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, hurry up and help!" Ning Rongrong reminded them.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance, their eyes conveying a unspoken message—
Ma Hongjun's eyes seemed to say: Brother, you go first, you go first, you go first.
Dai Mubai's eyes: Fatty, you go first, you go first, you go first.
The two stared at each other for a long time, still motionless. Ning Rongrong couldn't stand it anymore and kicked them both in the backside, finally sending them into the fray.
Helpless, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai had no choice but to enter battle mode to help Tang San relieve the pressure of the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf.
The battle had reached its climax, and the teachers on both sides no longer paid attention to Tang Hao, the dead man, but instead watched with bated breath as they watched the final outcome.
As the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf progressed past the halfway mark, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai were clearly on the verge of collapse. Xiao Wu, who was watching from behind, was already sweating bullets for her Tang San brother.
Now, she had no choice but to take action. A "beauty saves the hero" scene had already appeared in her mind: she, Xiao Wu, would be kicked away by Feng Xiaotian to save her third brother, and then the two of them would passionately kiss right there.
Imagine the scene! If someone scattered some flower petals, it would be incredibly romantic!