Chapter 112: Standoff: Three Title Douluo

Under Qin Ming's soothing, the two sides stopped fighting; in truth, whether it was Dugu Yan against Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, or Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai against Yu Tianheng, all remained very dissatisfied.

But they all had to give face to Qin Ming, who was their teacher and senior, so they all held it back.

As for Tang San, he actually did not care about Qin Ming and was merely utilizing him; at least on the surface for now, his rift with Nan Feihuang had been resolved.

As for future schemes, there would be opportunities later.

"Brother, my head really hurt just now. You must find a chance to help me take revenge on that Nan Feihuang in the future!" After the two groups separated, Xiao Wu sought out Tang San alone again; she still wore a look of unwillingness. The Spirit Beast clan emphasizes returning grudges; having been bullied, of course, she had to strike back.

Tang San gently stroked Xiao Wu's head and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Xiao Wu. I promised you that I would never let anyone hurt you. Whoever dares to touch you, I will make them pay the price. It's just that now is not the time; you and I have no power or influence, and if we rashly offend a Title Douluo, I fear we would be hunted to the ends of the earth."

"Mm, Brother, I'll listen to you." Xiao Wu enjoyed Tang San's stroking and said with a smile; she knew her brother would never truly let go of those who bullied her.

Seeing that the two sides were no longer fighting and watching all the children return to their respective rooms, Qin Ming also prepared to leave, at which point a voice called out to him.

"Xiao Qin, you've grown a lot over these years, even starting to lecture your juniors!"

Qin Ming turned his head to look, and seeing that sturdy, familiar figure—though he could not tell why the face was bruised and swollen, he could still roughly make out the features—he called out excitedly, "Zhao Lao Shi!"

"Haha, it's great to see you. Come, let's go have a drink with your teacher and talk about your experiences over these years." Zhao Wuji did not care at all about Qin Ming's move to have Nan Feihuang discipline the Shrek students just now.

Because in his view, this was as it should be; Qin Ming was the senior of these Shrek students, so what was there to say about a senior teaching his juniors? It wasn't as if unrelated outsiders had come to bully his students. Since they were all his own people, Zhao Wuji's trait of protecting his own would not flare up.

As for Nan Feihuang, he felt he was merely a hired hand sent by Qin Ming.

Even because of what happened not long ago, he felt that what Qin Ming did was right, because he had just been beaten up by the Clear Sky Douluo a few days ago.

If he were to provoke the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family again and draw the Thunder Douluo over, Zhao Wuji was already prepared to resign and run away again.

"Yes, Zhao Lao Shi!" With his former teacher extending an invitation, how could Qin Ming dare to refuse?

Just as the children were resting early and the adults were talking by candlelight, in the woods outside the city, three of the world's great experts at the Title Douluo level were standing in a distant standoff.

One side was Lan Xue and Dugu Bo, while the other was a man shrouded in a black robe, his figure and face indistinguishable.

"Who are you?" Dugu Bo asked.

"I am just a person who died many years ago and only recently came back to life," the man said. He was not lying; previously, when his wife performed the Sacrifice, he truly considered himself dead, living out his days in misery at Holy Soul Village, not even willing to care much for his son.

It was not until Tang San awakened his Twin Spirits that he saw hope for revenge against the Spirit Hall, and only then did he return to being that Clear Sky Douluo who looked down upon the world.

"I will not forget your voice. You are Tang Hao, right?" Lan Xue directly exposed his identity.

She still had vivid memories of the battle back then; she would never forget the man who had nearly ruined her.

Although she had been defeated in a fair fight and held no hatred for him, there was always unwillingness, and the thought of washing away her shame was always in her heart; therefore, she would absolutely not forget Tang Hao's voice.

"Heh, as expected of you, Lan Xue. Now I should call you the Profound Ice Douluo, right?" Tang Hao took off his robe; since he had been recognized, he did not intend to hide.

"Tang Hao, you have been missing for so many years, why are you here?" Dugu Bo was both surprised and suspicious.

"Mr. Dugu, he must be here for that Tang San and the Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast," Lan Xue speculated. "Tang Hao, I remember you had a lover back then, a female Spirit Master whose martial soul was Blue Silver Grass. The youth Tang San who was fighting my son just now happens to have the surname Tang, and his martial soul is also Blue Silver Grass. Coupled with you following along the way, I suspect he is the son of you and that Blue Silver Grass female Spirit Master, isn't he?"

"The Profound Ice Douluo is indeed wise. You are right; that Tang San is my son. I will speak plainly: I invited you here today to tell you that the Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast belongs to my son, and I will not allow you to have any designs on it." Tang Hao's tone was cold and full of menace.

"On what grounds? A Hundred Thousand Year transformed Spirit Beast is so precious; you think you can make us give up with just one word from you, Tang Hao? That is overestimating yourself." Without another word, Lan Xue already held her Mysterious Ice Halberd in her hand, and nine Spirit Rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—circled her body as her momentum surged.

"Since I, this old man, have seen this Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast, it is a gift I intended for Feihuang. Thinking you can make me yield it to your son? Not so easy." Dugu Bo manifested his Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor, also with the optimal Spirit Ring configuration of two yellow, two purple, and five black.

The auras of the two Title Douluo spread, causing the wind and clouds to change in the vicinity of the entire forest.

The dark clouds that had gathered in the sky were dispersed by their momentum; for an ordinary person, just withstanding such pressure would be difficult.

But Tang Hao did not care in the slightest. One must know that when he first advanced to Title Douluo, he fought three at once. Now, he had reached Level 95, and his strength was even greater than back then.

The only problem was that he was now covered in hidden injuries and could not maintain full-strength combat for long, let alone use Ring Detonation casually. At most, the first few rings were fine, but his body simply could not withstand the final few high-age ones, especially that Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.

But the more this was the case, the less Tang Hao could afford to retreat. After all, the other side did not know he had hidden injuries. As long as he used his strongest attack to suppress his opponents with lightning speed at the start and achieve a deterrent effect, then the subsequent matters would be much easier to handle.

"Hmph, since the two of you want to follow in the footsteps of that Qian Xunji, I will fulfill your wish." As Tang Hao spoke, his Clear Sky Hammer appeared, and nine Spirit Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red—emerged one by one.

When that blood-red ring illuminated the forest in a crimson glow, the combined momentum of Lan Xue and Dugu Bo was instantly suppressed.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, making the two feel as if they were in Hell.

"Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, Killing God Domain!" Dugu Bo's expression was ugly; he knew Tang Hao was strong, but he had not expected him to be strong to this degree.

"That's right, it is a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring and the Killing God Domain. Not only that, but also this." From his forehead to his torso and limbs, rays of light flashed. "This is my Full Spirit Bone. Back then, three Title Douluo were defeated by my hand. Relying on just the two of you, do you still wish to fight?"

"No wonder this Tang Hao could use his strength as a newly-advanced Title Douluo to fight three at once, defeating the Chrysanthemum and Ghost while also leaving the former Pope mortally wounded." Lan Xue only felt that Tang Hao's configuration was truly too overpowered.

A Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, the Killing God Domain, and a Full Spirit Bone—an ordinary person would be a leader among Title Douluo if they possessed even one of these.

Yet Tang Hao possessed them all. By comparison, she and Dugu Bo only had normal Spirit Ring configurations, and each only had one piece of soul bone; in terms of physical power, she feared that the two of them combined were not as good as Tang Hao.

Not to mention, Tang Hao also possessed the secret technique inherited from the Clear Sky Sect: Ring Detonation. The power of his initial mastery of Ring Detonation back then was astonishing, leaving a vivid memory for Lan Xue. That was only detonating ordinary ten-thousand-year spirit rings; now that he had a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, once he detonated that thing, Lan Xue dared not imagine the boost to his strength.

However, no matter how strong Tang Hao was, Lan Xue was not someone who would retreat easily. Today, she was determined to fight Tang Hao; thinking he could make her give up on a Hundred Thousand Year transformed Spirit Beast right before her eyes just by intimidation was a delusion.

Lan Xue raised her biting momentum to the extreme, clashing head-on with Tang Hao.

Tang Hao was secretly annoyed; this female martial arts fanatic really could not be scared off. Seeing his configuration, she still thought of fighting instead of avoiding the battle. He was clearly anxious inside but could not show a hint of cowardice, so he could only continue to increase the killing intent of his Killing God Domain.

(End of chapter)