Tormenting Clear Sky Douluo

If he had truly come to teach Ning Yao a lesson before, then now, what filled his mind most regarding Ning Yao was suspicion.

After all, he had most likely guessed that Ning Yao was also a Titled Douluo.

Facing a Titled Douluo whose background and rank he knew nothing about, and who might even be roughly on his level, even he felt uncertain.

After all, he was still a major criminal wanted by Spirit Hall. If they truly fought and Spirit Hall discovered him, he would be in deep trouble.

More importantly, Ning Yao seemed to know quite a lot about him.

He even knew that Tang San was his son.

Tang Hao had already lost some of his nerve, but he had made such bold claims. The pride of the Clear Sky Douluo would not allow him to flee before a fight, so he could only force himself to give it a try.

"My friend, setting aside the facts, you ruined my son's academy team. Are you saying you did nothing wrong?"

After pondering for a long time, Tang Hao finally spoke indignantly.

Ning Yao: "..."

What a fine "setting aside the facts."

He ignored Tang Hao and turned back to watch the match below.

The match had already begun while they were talking, and it was now at its most intense stage.

But it was obvious that the Imperial Battle Team had been suppressing Shrek Academy's group throughout the entire match.

Against such overwhelming strength, Shrek Academy had already been somewhat inferior. Now, with members lost and the core team's strength diminished, it would not be an exaggeration to say they had no power to fight back against the Imperial Battle Team.

That was until Tang San revealed the Eight Spider Lances.

The appearance of a spirit bone drew quite a commotion from the audience.

"My friend, have you considered it?"

At that moment, Tang Hao spoke again from beside him.

Ning Yao: "..."

"Considered what?"

He glanced at Tang Hao. That line about setting aside the facts?

He really could not understand Tang Hao's way of thinking. Tang Hao in the original story should not have been this disgusting, right?

Tang Hao's expression darkened at once.

"First, the hundred-thousand-year spirit beast below belongs to me, Tang Hao. Give me another spirit bone on top of that, and I will no longer pursue this matter. Otherwise, we fight."

Tang Hao spoke arrogantly. When it came to fighting, as long as he had Ring Detonation, he truly feared no one.

What he feared was merely being surrounded and hunted by even more enemies.

But he had figured it out now. At worst, he would take Tang San and hide somewhere else for a while longer, letting Tang San cook for him for a few more years.

As long as he had his son, he would not starve to death.

Faced with Tang Hao's utterly shameless demand, Ning Yao could not even be bothered to say anything.

Every world would always have some people who did not know their own limits.

"If you wish to fight, then please do. Do not disturb everyone else watching the match."

With that, Ning Yao vanished from the spot.

Tang Hao followed close behind.

The strange scene instantly drew the attention of people in the surrounding seats.

"Why did those two suddenly disappear?"

"A paranormal event?"

"No, no, no. This is the Great Spirit Arena. Maybe they're two powerful experts?"

"Vanishing into thin air... what level does that take?!"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, while the two had already arrived in a forest in the wilderness some distance away from the spirit arena.

"Come, my friend. Let me see what gives you the nerve to challenge me, the Clear Sky Douluo!"

Tang Hao was the first to release his martial spirit. A massive hammer appeared, and nine gleaming spirit rings rose beneath his feet.

The ninth ring was scarlet red, a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring from Ah Yin, Tang San's mother and Tang Hao's wife.

"You plotted against your own wife and turned her into your spirit ring. You really are no human, Tang Hao."

Ning Yao shook his head regretfully.

There had been no shortage of conspiracy theories about this in his previous life. It could only be said that Tang Hao was worthy of being Tang Hao. Like his son, he was no good person.

Yet those words seemed to strike Tang Hao's sore spot, and his expression immediately darkened.

"Die, brat!!"

Without wasting another word, Tang Hao swung the pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer covered in blood-red patterns and smashed it heavily toward Ning Yao.

He had long since developed killing intent, and those words made him feel that he had to kill this person or suffer endless future trouble.

But just as he was considering how to stop Ning Yao from escaping, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in the right hand gripping the hammer.

At the same time, just as the enormous Clear Sky Hammer was about to strike Ning Yao, a powerful force suddenly surged from ahead.

Tang Hao only felt his connection to the Clear Sky Hammer sever. The next instant, he was sent flying dozens of meters by his own Clear Sky Hammer.

"Clear Sky Hammer!!"

Tang Hao was completely stunned. He got to his feet in a sorry state and first looked at the right hand that had been gripping the hammer.

His palm was already riddled with wounds and covered in blood.

He could even see several tiny buds of flesh growing from his palm.

Tang Hao shuddered instinctively as a terrible premonition enveloped his entire body.

Even the Killing God Domain was forcibly dispelled at that moment.

But just as Tang Hao prepared to examine his palm closely, he suddenly felt a fierce gust of wind against his face.

The Clear Sky Hammer that had once belonged to him came hurtling at him again beyond his control.

Bang!!!

Tang Hao was sent flying once more, and the forearm he had used to block the blow had become a bloody mess of mangled flesh.

Yet before he could recover from the shock of what had happened, he suddenly discovered that the wound on his forearm had begun to heal.

However, as it healed, long, squirming buds of flesh began to grow from the wound.

Tang Hao was terrified, his eyelids twitching wildly.

Only then did he finally remember his hammer.

Where was this still a Clear Sky Hammer?

It was clearly a monster!

The originally black Clear Sky Hammer had vanished, replaced by a hammer with an utterly bizarre form.

Its shape had changed completely. The once-hard hammer body now seemed to have softened into skin, continuously quivering as though it had come alive.

Even Tang Hao trembled all over at the grotesque sight.

Seeing the Clear Sky Hammer about to attack him again, he had no idea what would happen if he withdrew such a thing into his body. But for the sake of his own life, he still suppressed his nausea and recalled the hammer into his body.

The process went smoothly, and he did not seem to suffer any backlash.

But as he looked at the horrifying, constantly writhing buds of flesh on his forearm and right palm, Tang Hao still felt a lingering chill of fear.

"You bastard, what did you do to my Clear Sky Hammer and my body?!"

His voice trembled as he roared at the young man ahead, who had not taken even a single step from start to finish.

There was not only endless fury in his eyes, but even more terror.

This guy had not even activated his martial spirit!

What kind of monster was he?

Even as the Clear Sky Douluo, he had never heard of or seen such methods.