"Hm?" The sword light descended swiftly, and a white-haired old man landed beside Ning Rongrong, his gaze warily fixed in the direction behind Tang San.
There was an aura there that matched his own, and with that Clear Sky Hammer—one he knew better than anyone—he instantly guessed who it was.
"Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao! I never expected you to be here?!" The old man used Soul Power to shield Ning Rongrong behind him, his eyes locked onto the burly figure that had appeared beside Tang San.
"Chen Xin, it has been a long time." Tang Hao reached out and lifted the Clear Sky Hammer from the ground. His gaze collided with Chen Xin's, and the two utterly different currents of Soul Power clashed, instantly collapsing Shrek Academy's plaque.
Other than Flender, Tang San, and Ning Rongrong, who were being protected, everyone else was brutally forced to the ground by the Soul Power pressure, letting out agonized groans.
"That boy is your son." Chen Xin was no fool. Recalling how Tang Hao had fled with a swaddled infant in his arms all those years ago, he immediately guessed Tang San's true identity.
Tang Hao did not answer, which was an admission in itself.
"Tang Hao, even if he is your son, what happened today cannot simply be brushed aside!" Chen Xin's aura erupted violently. His razor-sharp sword intent blanketed the entirety of Shrek Academy, and everyone felt a needle-like pain stabbing at their skin, as if their souls were about to be sliced apart by that oppressive presence.
Tang Hao's aura was no weaker. His heavy, tyrannical presence collided with Chen Xin's sword intent, causing the very air to twist slightly. The compressed air exploded in bursts beneath the pressure of their Soul Power. This time, even Flender was overwhelmed