(I wasn't in good form over the last few chapters, so I'll speed up the plot now and return to the regular tournament matches. The Sun Moon storyline will be shelved for now.)
"Gwah!" On the seventh exchange, Tang San lost.
The boost from food was only temporary, after all. Facing a Titled Douluo who had placed no restrictions on his own soul power, Tang San's defeat was inevitable.
"Whew, you little brat. You really pack a punch." The Sixth Elder touched the crossed wounds on his chest, still shaken.
The dungeon had been reduced to a complete shambles.
This also drew Sect Master Tang Xiao and the other five elders over.
"Sixth Elder, what happened here?!"
The First Elder came down and asked anxiously. Surely the Sixth Elder hadn't suddenly gone mad and started fighting Tang Hao?
"Hmph! What were the disciples guarding the gates doing, letting an outsider sneak in?"
The Sixth Elder snorted and pointed to where Tang San had just been.
"What outsider?" The Second Elder frowned. Like everyone else, he saw nothing where the Sixth Elder was pointing.
"Huh?! Where did that boy go?" The Sixth Elder was startled too.
Tang San had vanished without a trace.
"Ahem, elders. It's been a long time," Tang Hao spoke up, drawing everyone's attention.
"Tang Hao, what exactly happened?" Tang Xiao stepped forward and approached Tang Hao as he asked.
"Nothing. I spoke out of turn and offended the Sixth Elder. My apologies, Sixth Elder."
"-Hmph, forget it. Spirit Hall was what brought us to this state, after all. I've thought it through. There's no point in tormenting a cripple like this."
The Sixth Elder knew Tang Hao didn't want to expose Tang San's presence. Digging into the matter would only make things increasingly troublesome.
Besides, seeing Tang