Prepare to Die!

"He's here."

Yue Guan faced a formidable enemy, the veins on his forehead standing taut.

No one knew Tang Hao's fighting strength better than he did.

In that battle six years ago, Qian Xunji, Gui Mei, and he himself had still failed to stop Tang Hao.

In the end, Qian Xunji had been severely wounded, while Tang Hao had departed calmly.

An opponent of that level was not someone he could handle.

But Yue Guan quickly recalled something, and the tension vanished from his face, replaced by confidence.

Yang Jian was still beside him!

Although Yang Jian's raw strength might not match Tang Hao's, he still had the Howling Celestial Dog.

Even Chen Xin and Gu Rong had been no match for the Howling Celestial Dog.

No matter how strong Tang Hao was, could he possibly be stronger than Chen Xin and Gu Rong combined?

Yue Guan straightened his back.

Footsteps drew closer.

Tang Hao emerged from the woods and stopped ten paces away from Yue Guan.

The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand radiated a heavy, oppressive presence. The patterns across its surface seemed to have come alive, flowing with a dark golden gleam beneath the sunlight.

"Chrysanthemum Pass." Tang Hao's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a trace of mockery. "Did Spirit Hall send you here to die?"

Yue Guan sneered and shot back without yielding, "Tang Hao, you've spent the past six years hiding like a stray dog. That must have been hard on you."

"What, tired of living? Did you come here to offer yourself up for death?"

Tang Hao's face instantly turned ashen.

Stray dog.

Those four words were like a blade, piercing straight into his heart.

After that battle six years ago, he really had been in hiding, taking Tang San from place to place and not even daring to show his face.

Yue Guan's words had struck his sorest spot.

"You're courting death."

Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot, and his breathing became as heavy as a bull's.

He raised the Clear Sky Hammer and pointed it at Yang Jian behind Yue Guan.

"Chrysanthemum Pass, not only will you die here today, but this brat will die too."

A cruel glint flashed through his eyes.

"He has decent talent. He's reached Rank 50 at such a young age. Spirit Hall must have poured considerable effort and resources into raising him."

"Tell me, what do you think will happen if I kill him?"

Hearing Tang Hao's words, Yue Guan laughed instead of getting angry.

His laughter rang loudly through the empty forest, filled with mockery and disdain.

"You think you can?" Yue Guan wiped away tears of laughter, looking at Tang Hao as though he were a joke. "Then go ahead and try."

Tang Hao's face darkened completely.

The veins on the hand gripping the Clear Sky Hammer bulged. Soul power surged through his body, and cracks spread across the ground beneath his feet.

He could no longer hold himself back from attacking.

But at that instant, Tang Hao's gaze swept over Shrek Academy in the distance, and his movement halted.

Tang San was still inside.

Though he disdained Spirit Hall's people, he had to admit that Yue Guan was, after all, a Title Douluo.

If two Title Douluos fought, the commotion would certainly be immense and would inevitably draw Shrek Academy's attention.

For now, he did not want Tang San to learn his identity.

"Somewhere else." Tang Hao stared at Yue Guan, his voice low. "We'll fight somewhere else."

Yue Guan raised a brow but did not refuse.

At heart, he was quite a caring person. Though his tongue was sharp, he did not want innocent people hurt because of his battle.

There were quite a few villagers nearby. If they truly fought here, casualties would be unavoidable.

"Fine." Yue Guan nodded, then turned to Yang Jian. "Xiao Jian, come along. Help bolster our presence."

Yang Jian nodded and casually glanced at Tang Hao.

His gaze was utterly calm, without fear, tension, or even much curiosity.

It was as if he were looking at an ordinary person.

Tang Hao noticed that look and frowned slightly.

Where did this brat get his confidence?

Could Spirit Hall have people lying in ambush nearby?

A trace of vigilance rose in Tang Hao's heart. His spiritual power silently spread outward, carefully searching every inch of the surrounding space.

But after searching the area, he found nothing.

"Hmph."

Tang Hao snorted and suppressed the unease in his heart.

So what if there really was an ambush?

He, Tang Hao, had roamed the continent for so many years. What sort of situation had he not seen?

Though his old internal injuries had yet to heal, the Clear Sky Sect's secret technique of Ring Detonation remained.

Unless Qian Daoliu came in person, no one could do anything to him.

"Let's go."

Tang Hao rose into the air and flew into the distance.

Yue Guan brought Yang Jian and followed.

A short while later, the three landed atop an uninhabited mountain.

They were already dozens of li away from Shrek Academy. Barren rocks and sparse shrubs surrounded them, and not a single person could be seen.

Tang Hao stood in the center of the mountaintop, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand. He glanced at Yue Guan, a cruel smile curling across his lips.

"Chrysanthemum Pass, prepare to die!"

Before his words had even faded, his body shot forward.

The Clear Sky Hammer tore through the air with a howl as it smashed toward Yue Guan's face.

The attack came without any warning.

Yue Guan had been on guard, but he had not expected Tang Hao to be so shameless.

He was not even ready yet. The battle had not officially begun, yet this bastard had launched a sneak attack?

His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly used a soul skill to defend himself.

The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum bloomed before him, its golden petals layering atop one another to form a barrier.

But the Clear Sky Hammer came too fast.

Boom!

The petals shattered, and Yue Guan was sent flying by the Clear Sky Hammer. He rolled across the ground for over ten meters before coming to a stop.

He knelt on one knee, clutching his chest as a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Cough..."

Yue Guan coughed, then lifted his head to look at Tang Hao, his eyes filled with wariness.

As expected of the world's number one weapon spirit. Its attack power was truly tyrannical.

He had been injured after only one exchange.

Tang Hao rested the Clear Sky Hammer on his shoulder and looked down at Yue Guan, the contempt in his eyes growing deeper.

"You really can't cut it, Chrysanthemum Pass." He sneered. "Weren't you acting all arrogant just now? Why are you coughing up blood now?"

Yue Guan's expression turned incomparably ugly.

He rose to his feet, wiped the blood from his lips, and looked coldly at Tang Hao.

"So Clear Sky Douluo knows how to launch sneak attacks too." His voice dripped with sarcasm. "Though, thinking about it, that's only normal. If you were an honorable man, you wouldn't have dallied with a soul beast back then, defied the whole world, and ultimately made the Blue Silver Emperor sacrifice herself for you."

Tang Hao's expression changed instantly.

"Bullshit!" His voice exploded across the mountaintop like thunder. His eyes were crimson, and he panted like a bull. "I never made A Yin sacrifice herself! She did it willingly!"

"Willingly?" Yue Guan gave a cold laugh. "You knew full well that the Blue Silver Emperor was a soul beast, yet you kept taking her around the human world every day. Wasn't that just so Spirit Hall would discover her and hunt the Blue Silver Emperor?"

"Then, when she had nowhere left to turn, she could only be forced to sacrifice herself for you."

"Who are you trying to fool?"

Tang Hao's breathing grew increasingly ragged, his chest heaving violently.

His eyes were so red they seemed ready to bleed, and even the hand gripping the Clear Sky Hammer trembled.

It was unclear whether Yue Guan had struck a nerve or whether Tang Hao had truly been enraged beyond measure.