Chapter 56: Have You Been Disgusting Enough?

Tang San slowly turned, facing Xiao Wu.

There was no surprise, doubt, or astonishment in his eyes, only tenderness.

"Brother, you..."

Tang San sighed lightly: "Say no more, I understand. In fact, I knew long ago that you are not human."

Xiao Wu looked at him in disbelief: "You knew long ago?"

Tang San raised both hands, cupping Xiao Wu's delicate face: "Silly girl, what if you are human? What if you are a Spirit Beast? I only know that you are my sister. And also, the one I love."

"Brother..."

"Xiao Wu..."

Bibi Dong nearly vomited; she hated this kind of hypocritical man the most. She shouted harshly: "Have you been disgusting enough?"

With that, she suddenly ordered: "Seize them. Anyone who blocks the way, kill without mercy."

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo moved simultaneously.

The Golden Iron Triangle wanted to unleash their three-in-one Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but Yu Xiaogang and Flender realized that Liu Erlong could no longer achieve mental communion with them.

Moreover, facing true Title Douluo, the Golden Iron Triangle, whose levels were insufficient, was utterly powerless to resist.

Dugu Bo wanted to rush toward Tang San and Xiao Wu; if he could take the two away from here, the others from Shrek Academy would be in no danger.

Just as he moved, a cold snort rang in his ears like an exploding thunderclap.

There, Pope Bibi Dong, a massive golden light shadow rose silently from behind her, and nine brilliant Spirit Rings instantly surged upward.

The immense pressure suppressed Dugu Bo so completely in an instant that he could not move.

Both were Title Douluo, yet one side completely suppressed the other solely through the pressure generated by their own presence.

This was almost impossible in the world of Title Douluo, yet the Pope before them had achieved it.

Even more terrifying were the nine Spirit Rings on Pope Bibi Dong's body: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

"A hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring!"

In the Spirit Master world, a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring has always held the reputation of being the supreme treasure.

Seeing the red hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring, Dugu Bo's face changed drastically.

He knew that if he took any further action, he would face Bibi Dong's terrifying attack.

"A flower, a little ghost. You dare harm my son? Get lost."

At that moment, a low voice suddenly rang out, as if exploding in the sky.

The voice was not loud, yet the domineering aura it contained made everyone's bodies tremble involuntarily.

Hearing this voice, Tang San suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with a gleam of joy: "It's Father!"

Pope Bibi Dong, though mentally prepared, could not help but become grave; she raised her head to gaze at the sky.

"Tang Hao, you have finally come!"

Through the Barrett's scope, Zhou Yu saw a black figure appear silently in mid-air, floating there quietly.

Seeing this man, Tang San, who was always strong, seemed to collapse; even when he had previously decided to die with Xiao Wu, the tears he had not shed finally overflowed his eyes.

His savior had arrived; the heart that had been hanging finally settled.

"Tang Hao."

Bibi Dong suddenly roared in fury, her eyes burning with flames of resentment, staring fixedly at Tang Hao floating in the air, as if she would unleash her full fury in the next second.

Tang Hao faced him coldly, utterly fearless; in a flash of his figure, he had already landed before the crowd of Shrek Academy.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo retreated successively to the Pope's side. The three, as Title Douluo, simultaneously unleashed their full soul power; that vast, boundless pressure made the surrounding Spirit Masters terrified, fleeing in haste, daring not to approach even half a step.

Tang Hao stood proudly, not even using his hand to grip his hammer; sharp light shot from his dim yellow eyes: "Do you wish to avenge your teacher? Bibi Dong, do you think you can keep me here?"

He smiled calmly; one after another, Spirit Rings rose slowly from beneath his feet: two yellow, two purple, four black, one red. The nine Spirit Rings appearing on Tang Hao were exactly the same as those on Pope Bibi Dong; the last Spirit Ring was, remarkably, also a hundred-thousand-year existence.

He glanced coldly at the Pope Palace behind Bibi Dong: "Seven Title Douluo. The Spirit Hall truly lives up to its name as the Spirit Hall. Pity, even if you are seven people, what can you do? Look clearly; this is the true Clear Sky True Body."

The seventh Spirit Ring was dazzling; behind Tang Hao, that massive black Clear Sky Hammer suddenly blazed with light. Thick black light surged out like a tide, accompanied by whistling wind, and the Clear Sky Hammer expanded in an instant to a hundred meters in size.

The hammerhead was enormous, like a towering mountain.

"Pope Palace, what a Pope Palace. Hahahaha..."

Amidst the arrogant laughter, Tang Hao's right hand moved.

That hundred-meter-long super-hammer in the sky plummeted suddenly, not toward the three Title Douluo before them, but straight down to smash the Pope Palace behind them.

"Tang Hao, you dare."

Pope Bibi Dong raged like a madman; she, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo leaped into the air almost simultaneously, rushing toward the giant hammer in the sky.

At the same time, four other figures shot out from inside the Pope Palace like lightning; seven figures in total simultaneously met the giant hammer in the sky.

—Boom! Spirit Masters below level seventy all fell into a blank state in their minds, collapsing unconscious amidst that indescribable, violent roar. A sound like heavenly punishment made the entire Wuhun City tremble violently.

Zhou Yu, hiding high inside the Pope Palace, had prepared beforehand and immediately activated Invincible Golden Body.

The seven figures suspended in mid-air were smashed down simultaneously, and the giant hammer in the sky vanished thereupon.

Tang Hao spat a mouthful of fresh blood toward the sky and laughed wildly: "Bibi Dong, wait. The debt the Spirit Hall owes me, one day I will collect it all. That day is not far off."

His figure flashed; with both hands he carried the unconscious Tang San and Xiao Wu. His deep voice gradually faded in the air: "Grandmaster, Flender, you have taught my son for many years. Great kindness needs no thanks. Tang owes..."

Before the words finished, a loud "Bang" echoed.

"..."

Tang Hao felt a chill beneath his crotch; he endured the pain and hurriedly flew away.

"Your Holiness the Pope..."

Bibi Dong was furious; the six people behind her were furious.

"Do not pursue; it is useless."

A note of despondency crept into Bibi Dong's voice.

Over these years, she had trained relentlessly and finally reached the level of a Title Douluo.

The imaginary enemy in her heart was Tang Hao.

Yet, facing Tang Hao today, she discovered that although her Spirit Rings matched his exactly, her aura was far inferior.

"Tang Hao is still Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo. What a Clear Sky Douluo."

Yue Guan, the Chrysanthemum Douluo, asked, "Then what shall we do with these people?"

Bibi Dong waved her hand sharply and swept away with a flick of her sleeve: "Let them all go, leave Wuhun City immediately."

After saying this, she turned directly and headed for the Pope Palace.

The four elders who had appeared later had not spoken a word from start to finish; they simply followed the Pope, turned around, and returned to the Pope Palace.

At this moment, a cold sneer appeared on Bibi Dong's face: "Tang Hao, the hatred between us will be settled sooner or later; just wait."

Flender sighed: "Sect Master Ning, please take Rongrong away. The competition is over, and these children have all graduated. Now we can say we have offended the Spirit Hall; life from now on will likely be difficult."

Ning Fengzhi nodded: "Rongrong has been away from home for many days; it is time for her to return with me. However, the Spirit Hall should not make things difficult for an academy; just keep a low profile from now on."

Suddenly, Oscar gathered his courage and asked Ning Fengzhi, "Sect Master Ning, I wonder if I may join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Hearing him say this, Ning Rongrong's expression immediately became somewhat unnatural.

She had originally planned to tell Oscar the sect's rules after this competition ended.

(End of this chapter)