The Star Dou Great Forest.
Tang Hao lay on the ground, his aura feeble, pouring wine into his mouth without pause in an attempt to numb his nerves.
He was crippled.
Utterly and completely crippled.
His soul power, originally at level 95, had plummeted straight to level 80. If not for the four soul bones he still possessed, he might have fallen all the way to Soul Saint.
Not far away.
Tang San watched the despondent Tang Hao, a tumult of emotions churning in his heart.
That damned Dugu Bo had actually struck so viciously.
He had crippled Tang San's Titled Douluo father, robbing him of his pillar of support. He had truly chosen the road to his own death.
"Dad, are you all right?"
Tang Hao propped himself up and looked at the somewhat dejected Tang San, giving a bitter chuckle. "Little San, I'm fine, but you must remember to avenge what happened yesterday!"
"Dad."
Tang San clenched his fists, determination blazing in his eyes.
"I will definitely take revenge!"
Tang Hao nodded. Now, he could only pin his hopes on Tang San. After all, Tang San possessed twin martial souls and innate full soul power.
He would surely become a Titled Douluo in the future.
At that thought, Tang Hao smiled.
"Little San, I know you've been wondering about my identity. Since that's the case, I won't hide it from you any longer. We are actually disciples of the foremost sect, the Clear Sky Sect..."
After learning of his origins.
Tang San's eyes widened.
He had never expected to be a direct-line descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, or that his father was the youngest Titled Douluo on the entire Douluo Continent.
At that moment, Tang San felt incomparably proud.
Seeing Tang San regain his fighting spirit, Tang