Tang Hao's Choice

Zhao Wuji sucked in a sharp breath. After hearing Flender's words, he finally knew who the man before him was. His heart clenched. Heavens, when had he ever offended such a terrifying person? This man was a Titled Douluo hailed as the strongest power-type expert in the Soul Master world. His Martial Soul development path was exactly the same as Zhao Wuji's, but compared to him, Zhao Wuji's strength was nothing more than firefly light.

Tang Hao wore a disdainful expression and said coldly, "No need for formalities. I came here to cause trouble. A Cat-Eagle Martial Soul, rank seventy-eight. As expected of Flender, the main combatant of the Golden Iron Triangle. Shrek Academy is yours, isn't it?"

Flender nodded. "Yes, Your Excellency. I wonder how Zhao Wuji offended you. Could you show me some consideration?"

Tang Hao said indifferently, "Enough nonsense. Stand aside. Otherwise, I'll beat you too. Zhao Wuji, I'll give you a chance. I won't use my Martial Soul. If you can last one incense stick's worth of time against me, I'll leave immediately without another word. Otherwise, you must do one thing for me."

Zhao Wuji gave a bitter smile. "Your Excellency Clear Sky, I truly don't understand how I offended you. Could you explain it first?" His meaning was clear: even if he had to die, he wanted to know why.

But Flender, who stood beside Zhao Wuji, immediately stepped aside without the slightest loyalty, clearly intending to wash his hands of Zhao Wuji.

Tang Hao snorted. "Do I really need to explain? You beat up the young one, so naturally the old one has to step forward and demand justice. That's only right. Make your move."

Then, with a boom, Tang Hao set the Clear Sky Hammer on the ground. Afterward, he cracked his