Chapter 29: Tang Hao's bizarre brain circuitry is too bullying

Since Flandre wanted to give Luo Ye and his five companions the cold shoulder, he didn't stir up any trouble.

But what Flandre didn't expect was that he didn't go looking for trouble; instead, trouble came looking for him.

Just after he and Zhao Wuji finished drafting a plan to suppress Luo Ye and the others, an unexpected guest arrived in his room.

This mysterious black-clothed person wore a hood, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

However, the fact that he could come here silently without being noticed by Flandre and Zhao Wuji, the two Soul Saints, already shows that his strength far surpasses theirs.

Zhao Wuji eyed the black-clothed man warily, his muscles tensed from head to toe, poised to strike.

"Who are you?"

The black-clothed Tang Hao glanced at him without answering, then looked at Flandre and said calmly.

"I have no interest in meddling with your teaching methods, but remember this: if anything happens to Tang San at your academy, I will certainly not let you off."

Zhao Wuji let out a cold snort upon hearing this and retorted sharply.

"What, are you threatening us?"

What he didn't expect was that Tang Hao simply nodded and said.

"If you want to understand it that way, I certainly have no objection."

Zhao Wuji's face flashed with a hint of anger upon hearing that.

Shilaike Academy isn't lacking students with backgrounds—Dai Mubai is backed by the Star Luo Royal Family, and Ning Rongrong is the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"What are you, just someone behind Tang San?"

"And you actually dare to come out and threaten them?"

Thinking this, Zhao Wuji directly said.

"Well, that's really embarrassing—our Shilaike Academy has existed for so many years, yet few have graduated successfully, and many talented students have died in various accidents."

"If you don't want Tang San to stay at Shilaike Academy, you can simply take him away right now."

"Otherwise, you have no right to tell us how to treat our students."

Zhao Wuji really wasn't deceiving Tang Hao.

Shilaike Academy has indeed lost some students—some were killed by soul beasts while hunting for soul rings, and others met with accidents in the Soul Fighting Arena.

Perhaps this is also a kind of inheritance; even in the era of the Peerless Tang Sect ten thousand years later, Shilaike Academy has not abandoned this tradition.

Tang Hao gave Zhao Wuji a deep look, let out a cold laugh, and said.

"Is that so? Then let me see what gives you the confidence to say such things."

As his words fell, Tang Hao stirred his soul power, and a massive Haotian Hammer appeared in his hand, nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—encircling the hammerhead, revealing his status as a Spirit Master.

Upon seeing those nine soul rings, Zhao Wuji and Flandre's faces instantly changed, discarding their earlier arrogance as they bowed to Tang Hao.

"Greetings, Your Majesty Haotian."

After recognizing Tang Hao's identity, Flandre and Zhao Wuji were both stunned.

Earlier, when Zhao Wuji and Tang Hao were confronting each other, Flandre had stayed silent on purpose, just to let the other side know that Shilaike Academy is not to be trifled with.

But looking at it now, Shilaike Academy is nothing—students' backgrounds keep getting bigger, and even the unremarkable Tang San has Tang Hao, the youngest Title Douluo in history, behind him.

Moreover, they had heard rumors about Tang Hao, knowing his temper is explosive; even back then, he would dare to strike directly at the Spirit Hall.

In front of Tang Hao, Flandre and Zhao Wuji couldn't muster any backbone.

Tang Hao was very pleased with their reaction; it seems his reputation hasn't been forgotten.

However, just as he had done at Noding City Academy before, his reason for appearing before Flandre and Zhao Wuji this time was to let them know that Tang San is his son, so they could pay more attention when teaching him.

But compared to trying to win them over with pleasant words, the oddly minded Tang Hao prefers to speak with strength, believing that if he smashes them with his hammer once, they'll dare not target Tang San again.

And precisely for that reason, even though Flandre and Zhao Wuji lowered their heads right away, Tang Hao still said calmly.

"Come at me together, both of you—this way I can also see whether I actually have the right to tell you what to do."

Hearing this, Flandre and Zhao Wuji exchanged a glance, then looked at Tang Hao and gave a bitter laugh.

"There's no need for that, Your Majesty—please rest assured, we will definitely guarantee Tang San's safety and absolutely not let anything happen to him."

Zhao Wuji also quickly nodded in agreement.

"Exactly, exactly, Your Majesty, rest assured—even if I meet with misfortune, I will certainly not let Tang San come to any harm."

The two deans of Shilaike Academy knelt down very quickly.

After all, even if the two of them combined, they could never be a match for Tang Hao.

Rather than stubbornly endure a beating, it's better to first give the promise, get past Tang Hao for now, and talk later—after all, we could always break these promises.

Flandre said: I just love telling little lies.

However, what left them despairing was that, facing their agreement, Tang Hao paid no heed, gripping his Haotian Hammer, he pointed at the two of them and said in a low voice.

"Cut the nonsense—I said I want you two to team up and fight me, so you must make a move."

"Good grief, even bullying should have its limits."

"We two have already backed down, yet you, this aggravating bastard, still won't let up—do you really think we're afraid of you?"

"Fine, being afraid is definitely being afraid."

But now Flandre and Zhao Wuji have no other choice; they can only grit their teeth and team up to fight him as Tang Hao said.

To avoid drawing others' attention, Tang Hao 'kindly' suggested they could go to a secluded spot.

Flandre: "Well, I guess I really have to thank you then."

As it turns out, Tang Ri Tian is still Tang Ri Tian.

Even if Flandre and Zhao Wuji gave it their all, in front of him they would still collapse in a single blow, utterly unable to resist.

Moreover, Tang Hao seemed determined to use this opportunity to vent his long-suppressed frustration, and without endangering their lives, he hardly held back on any move.

After this one-sided battle ended, Tang Hao felt his body and mind lighter than ever before.

In contrast, the sight of Flandre and Zhao Wuji with their swollen, bruised faces was simply too horrible to behold.

After Tang Hao retrieved his Haotian Hammer, he looked at the two people lying on the ground and said expressionlessly.

"Don't let Xiao San know I came to see you, and don't reveal my identity in front of him. From now on, Xiao San is in your hands."

"That's the same saying: no matter how good your teaching skills are, you must guarantee that Xiao San won't meet with any accident."

Flandre, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, struggled to squeeze out a smile, and said in a fawning, obsequious manner.

"Your Highness Haotian, rest assured, we will definitely train Tang San into a renowned powerhouse of the continent."

(End of chapter)