You're Just a Sleazy Fatso

Ren Tao struck first, without waiting for Tang San to answer.

Tang San saw the space before him flicker, as though his eyes were playing tricks on him. When he focused again, he discovered that Oscar and Ning Rongrong had vanished from sight.

Ren Tao had vanished with them.

The first thing Ren Tao did was clear the field.

With the spatial-jump skill he had gained by devouring the Human-Faced Sea Anemone, he could now teleport away anyone whose spiritual power and soul power were weaker than his. However, he could take no more than three people, and there was a limit to his range. As for whom he took away, that came down directly to strategy and tactics.

Logically, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Once they transformed into the Hell White Tiger, they would have the greatest offensive power of anyone present, so that pair should have been removed first.

But that would actually have put him at a disadvantage. The spatial jump could only cover a few hundred meters, which would give them time to activate their Martial Soul Fusion Skill and fight their way back.

Instead, the enhancement Ning Rongrong could provide through her Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda posed the greatest threat. That was why Ren Tao chose the Oscar-Ning Rongrong pair.

The space around them flickered. By the time Ning Rongrong and Oscar realized what had happened, they were already several hundred meters away.

Support-type Soul Masters were fragile to begin with. Ren Tao had struck hard while they were emotionally agitated, just after they had broken free of the Dragon Blood Soul-Control Art. Oscar and Ning Rongrong had almost no power to resist. The moment they appeared in the next space, crackling arcs of lightning flashed around them.

Ren Tao activated his Divine Thunder skill, applying follow-up control that paralyzed his opponents for three to eight seconds. Without a doubt, Ning Rongrong and Oscar suffered the maximum duration. As electricity coursed through their bodies, they were whisked through an unknown number of spatial jumps.

By the time the two regained the ability to move, Ren Tao had flown far beyond their reach, vanishing without a trace.

"Ugh! I said the wrong thing just now, didn't I?"

Ning Rongrong looked utterly dejected, full of regret and guilt. She bit her lip hard, tears spilling down her face.

"Didn't I do the same?"

Oscar wiped Ning Rongrong's cheeks. "Let's hurry back. Tang San still needs us!"

"Hmph."

A cold smile curled Ren Tao's lips as he abruptly appeared beside Ma Hongjun, giving him a fright.

Ma Hongjun was in midair, searching for Rongrong and Ren Tao, and had never expected Ren Tao to rush at him like this. Surprise flashed across his face. "You..."

But his eyes darted downward. According to Tang San's calculations, the moment Ren Tao approached Ma Hongjun, a powerful spiritual attack would greet him.

Two beams of Purple Pole Divine Light reached Ren Tao's back almost as soon as they were fired. Waiting for them, however, were great billowing masses of Devouring Golden Threads, with the Dragon Blood Killing Array condensed between the threads until it was almost solid.

This was the domain ability of the Blood Sea Pagoda. Though he was in midair and could not unleash its full effectiveness as he could in seawater, its power was still formidable when compressed to the utmost.

The Purple Pole Divine Light first struck the golden threads, erupting in a dazzling glare. The threads melted apart, releasing plumes of white smoke, but the Purple Pole Divine Light met resistance unlike anything it had encountered before.

The Dragon Blood Killing Array between the Devouring Golden Threads erupted with tremendous resilience and resistance. Its scorching, savage aura clung to Tang San's divine sense in an instant, making both his eyes sting as though they were burning.

Moreover, the Dragon Blood Killing Array carried corrosive blood energy and toxicity similar to those of Slaughter City. Tang San's mind wavered, and he had no choice but to sever his connection to the Purple Pole Divine Light immediately.

Thus, in the blink of an eye, Ren Tao vanished from Tang San's sight again, holding Ma Hongjun.

By the time Tang San rose into the air with his Flight Leg Bone, all that remained before him were the lingering ripples of disturbed space and Ren Tao's faint, elusive laughter.

Tang San's brows knitted tightly, his expression more grave than ever.

When a control-type Soul Master couldn't control the field, or even find and lock onto his enemy, what advantage did he have left?

Especially when he hadn't yet obtained his Eighth Soul Ring and his soul power was far below his opponent's, how could he continue this battle?

The Tang Sect's hidden weapons?

No. At this point, Tang San still could not use the Tang Sect's finest hidden weapons. Apart from Bodhi Blood and Guanyin's Tears, even Yama's Invitation could not penetrate a Super Douluo's defenses and inflict fatal damage on Ren Tao.

Suddenly, with the mountains exhausted and the rivers at their end, Tang San realized that the good fortune he had enjoyed since coming to the Douluo World seemed to have finally run out.

Elsewhere, Ren Tao held Ma Hongjun, enduring the fierce flames burning on his body as he let out a cold laugh.

"The Seven-Headed Fire Phoenix martial soul might really suit you, but are you sure it works against me?"

Crackling arcs of lightning flashed over him. Clamped tightly in his arms, Ma Hongjun had no way to resist, his face turning purple. He could not even self-destruct now.

Divine Thunder's follow-up restraint had already taken effect. Under Ren Tao's control, Ma Hongjun's paralysis lasted less time than Ning Rongrong's and Oscar's, but it still lasted five seconds. That was enough for Ren Tao to do a great many things.

"I'm a respectable man! Don't even think about doing anything filthy to me!"

At this moment of life and death, even Ma Hongjun had no idea why he had blurted out those words. Perhaps it was the effect of dopamine, because by then, Ren Tao's bone spikes and golden threads had already pierced his body.

"Relax. You're just a sleazy fatso... I'm only letting you taste what it's like to be beaten back to your original form!"

"Whew."

Ma Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, he actually relaxed. He could not beat Ren Tao anyway. As long as he kept his chastity intact, whether he lived or died did not matter quite so much.

Five seconds later, Ren Tao tossed Ma Hongjun aside, letting him fall into the water on his own, then flew off in another direction.

This time, Tang San did not pursue him.

Blind pursuit would only leave him exhausted from running here and there, doing the battle more harm than good.

But Tang San waited for quite some time, and Ren Tao still did not appear.

At last, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing arrived beside Tang San in the form of the Hell White Tiger, followed by Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai looked thoroughly dejected. There was a clear footprint on her head, left by a bare foot, with obvious bruising all around it.

"I ran into Ren Tao. He warned me that not killing me didn't mean he was letting me off. He also said you'd understand what he meant."

Xiao Bai looked at Tang San doubtfully. "Do you really understand?"

Tang San: ...

"Tang San, let me see the power of the Hell White Tiger. Then let's put a final end to this fated battle between us!"

Ren Tao's voice drifted down leisurely from above them. Looking down from his lofty position, he seemed like an emperor of the sea.

The Blood Sea Pagoda's domain lit up the dark night sky, casting a brilliant reflection over the sea. It resembled a setting sun, scattering a vast sweep of lingering light.

Beneath the Blood Sea Pagoda domain Ren Tao had unleashed at full power, even someone as resolute as Tang San felt a sense of helplessness rise within him.

He had no father backing him up now, no Xiao Wu sacrificing herself, and no effective hidden weapon capable of dealing with Ren Tao. As for poison, Ren Tao would never give him the chance to use it. For the first time in his life, Tang San felt that he, too, might be one of the weak.

He was not the Thousand-Hand Asura who killed men like scything hemp, not the Tang Sect master who devised strategies from behind the command tent, and certainly not the ever-victorious champion of the Great Soul Arena. No matter how many tricks he possessed, before absolutely overwhelming power, they were all as good as nonexistent.

Boom!

The Hell White Tiger's enormous form shot upward, hurtling toward him.

In the blink of an eye, it was sent plunging into the sea at an even greater speed.

A water-blue pillar of light five meters in diameter blasted into its body, raising enormous waves across the surface. It continued driving the tiger downward at tremendous speed, all the way into the depths of the sea, beyond the reach of the naked eye.

"Do you know what your greatest mistake was? The moment you began disregarding other people's lives, you stepped onto an evil path! No matter how many cheats you have, your horizons are too narrow. You've never had room in your heart for anyone but yourself!"

"You and that selfish Sea God of yours are exactly alike!"

Still not satisfied, Ren Tao added that last line angrily, then raised his foot and stomped down.