From a hundred meters away, the footsteps of Golden Crocodile and his three companions hammered against Tang Hao's heart like heavy mallets.
He looked at Ah Yin's hand clamped tightly around his arm, her nails almost digging into his flesh, and a flicker of agitation crossed his eyes-if this dragged on any longer, forget getting Ah Yin to sacrifice herself; he might truly meet his end here.
"Run!" Tang Hao suddenly roared at Ah Yin, deliberately amplifying the resolve in his voice.
He violently shook off her hand and turned to race toward the distant Clear Sky Hammer. Black soul power exploded beneath his feet, scattering broken stones.
Startled by his sudden movement, Ah Yin staggered backward, instinctively tightening her arms around the child. Through her tear-blurred vision, she saw only Tang Hao's back as he bent to pick up the Clear Sky Hammer-that figure was clearly unsteady, yet still stood straight as a pine, as though he could shoulder every storm in the world.
"Hao!" Ah Yin choked out, trying to follow him, only to be pinned in place by the look he cast over his shoulder.
His eyes brimmed with "anger" and "urgency," as if he were reproaching her stubbornness while urging her to flee at once.
Carrying the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao advanced toward Golden Crocodile and his three companions, step by step. His blood still clung to the spikes on the hammer, gleaming a glaring red in the forest's dappled light. Every step was heavy and resolute.
He screamed madly inside, Ah Yin, don't disappoint me! Only if you sacrifice yourself can I break through to Titled Douluo and turn this around! This is my only chance!
He knew perfectly well how dangerous his situation was-all four of his opponents were Titled Douluos above level