Chapter 4

"Damn!" Bai Yuan looked up at the midair, aimed the cannon muzzle at his own Luo San Pao, and swore.

"Don't worry, Master, I'm here." Bai Yu suddenly came before Bai Yuan, pinched her fingers into a sword sign, and pointed to the sky.

Yu Xiaogang stared, only to see a cold flash in the sky; Luo San Pao was directly pierced, his bulky body exploding in midair like a chemical bomb.

A nauseating stench spread; the nearest Yu Xiaogang instantly suffered, while Bai Yuan, being pulled by Bai Yu, lightly leapt back a hundred meters away.

Bai Yuan stared dumbfounded.

"Bai Yu, did you just use sword qi?"

Bai Yu's wine-red, clear big eyes gazed at Bai Yuan, she slightly tilted her head and said, "Master, what is sword qi?"

Bai Yuan indicated he didn't want to speak.

Damn system!

Biased, biased, truly biased!

He silently cursed in his heart.

However, thinking about how his bindable quantity would increase in the future, his cultivation growing rapidly, he gradually calmed his emotions and turned his gaze toward Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

This time Luo San Pao's explosion, Yu Xiaogang was closest, Tang San second; though Yu Xiaogang wore a mask, barely weakening eighty percent of the power, his martial soul was destroyed and his body still suffered heavy injuries.

Tang San beside him had already collapsed on the ground, foaming at the mouth.

Bai Yuan looked and laughed loudly: "Yu Xiaogang, how's that? This is the strength of cultivators, my disciple's power—beating you is as easy as beating a dog."

Yu Xiaogang struggled to stand, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"A cultivator? Your disciple? Ridiculous—with your pitiful strength, you expect to teach such a disciple in just a few days? Are you taking me for a fool? That finger just now was merely a self-created soul skill like Xiao San's." Yu Xiaogang wiped the blood from his mouth and said.

Bai Yuan snorted disdainfully: "Believe it or not, all I can say is, a frog in a well knows nothing of the vast heavens and earth, the boundless universe."

Bai Yuan turned his gaze to Tang San; in his dark eyes, killing intent instantly surged.

Just now Tang San really wanted to kill him.

Tang San struggled to rise, confronting Bai Yuan.

"You two shall die here today!"

Bai Yuan moved toward Tang San.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's faces both changed.

Suddenly, Bai Yuan's face also changed drastically; he felt an extremely powerful aura locking onto him.

This aura contained intense killing intent, and its owner's power was immense—seemingly, if he stepped closer, he would face merciless annihilation.

Tang Hao!

The name of that person appeared unbidden in Bai Yuan's mind.

He suddenly realized.

It turned out that while Tang San followed Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao had been secretly protecting him all along, merely lacking the chance to act under normal circumstances.

"Consider yourselves lucky today!" Bai Yuan decisively retreated, taking Bai Yu's little hand, and ran toward the nearby forest.

Tang San looked toward the master, while Yu Xiaogang lowered his head in thought.

Elsewhere.

Bai Yuan pulled Bai Yu as they ran, but that extremely terrifying aura still locked onto him, showing no intention of letting him go.

"Damn it!" Bai Yuan cursed angrily in his heart.

Bai Yu asked, "Master, they've lost their power—why do we have to flee?"

Bai Yuan remained silent, pulling Bai Yu to run faster, yet the increased speed did not ease his unease; instead, as time passed, the sense of danger in his heart grew stronger.

As they ran, a tall figure suddenly stepped out from the woods, blocking their path.

The person wore a simple gray robe, black hair disheveled and hanging over the shoulders, his face etched with the vicissitudes of age, a pair of eyes so cloudy they seemed on the verge of death.

"Title Douluo Haotian, Tang Hao!" Bai Yuan shouted solemnly, uttering the visitor's title and name.

Tang Hao's cloudy eyes flickered with a hint of surprise: "You know me?"

Bai Yuan feigned calm: "As the youngest Title Douluo on the Douluo Continent and Tang San's father, I naturally know of you."

"Oh? Since you know I'm Tang San's father, you still dare to strike him a killing blow?" Tang Hao's flat voice echoed in the woods.

Bai Yuan said, "If none offend me, I offend none; I originally had no intention of being Tang San's enemy and even wanted to take him as a disciple, but since he seeks to kill me, am I to just wait for death?"

Actually, if he had known Tang Hao was lurking in the shadows, Bai Yuan wouldn't have dared to act, but having done so, he feels no regret.

Tang Hao gave a stiff smile: "Well said, but now I will kill you—will you choose to await death, or attempt a futile resistance?"

Tang Hao took a step forward, and Bai Yuan felt as if a mountain had appeared on his back, pressing him to kneel.

"Tang Hao, you're bullying people too much—where's your sense of justice? It was Tang San who first tried to kill me! Now that Tang San isn't dead, let us master and disciple go, and let this matter drop—how about that?" Bai Yuan forced out.

Tang Hao snorted coldly: "Reason? On the Douluo Continent, fists are truth; today I want to see who dares to come talk sense after I kill you."

Terrifying soul power pressure burst forth, making Bai Yuan feel as if his body were about to shatter.

"Don't you dare bully my master!"

Beside him, Bai Yu formed seals with both hands; a cyan lotus blossomed before her, she shifted her body to stand before Bai Yuan, barely blocking part of the soul power pressure for him.

With Bai Yu's current cultivation, achieving this much is already her limit.

"Ding! Detected someone attempting to humiliate the host in front of the host's disciple; hidden function, Master's Dignity Cannot Be Trampled activating…"

"Ding! Master's Dignity Cannot Be Trampled function activated successfully; when the host would be humiliated before the disciple, he will temporarily gain cultivation surpassing that of the one seeking to humiliate him."

"Ding! Host's cultivation has risen to the peak of the Golden Core stage."

Bai Yuan listened to the cold mechanical voice echoing in his mind, suddenly sensing a flawless golden core appear within him, a tremendous power surging through his body.

That soul power pressure, which had been like a raging storm, now amounted to nothing more than a gentle breeze before Bai Yuan.

Bai Yuan felt a surge of joy inside.

The system actually has such a hidden function.

Looks like the system isn't being biased!

Isn't this function essentially invincible?

No—if the opponent doesn't insult, and even if not in front of the disciple, Bai Yuan would still have to be finished right there.

At this moment, Bai Yu also sensed that the invisible force imposed upon her dissipated, and a tall figure stood in front of him.

"Master." Bai Yu called out.

Bai Yuan turned back with a smile and said, "Bai Yu, it's fine; I'll handle everything as your master."

"Mm." The little girl nodded obediently.

Bai Yuan's gaze shifted to Tang Hao; he saw Tang Hao raise his right hand, dense black light surging from his palm, gradually coalescing into shape—a black hammer silently materializing in Tang Hao's hand.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red—nine Soul Rings in total rose from beneath his feet.

Even so, Tang Hao's expression remained extremely solemn.

He sensed a threat from Bai Yuan—an unprecedented threat; even the Title Douluo's past siege never gave him such a strong sense of danger.

"Bai Yuan, let's stand down! This time your move was justified, and Tang San didn't cause you any loss; shall we call it off here, what do you think?"

Bai Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

Why does this sound so familiar to him?

(End of chapter)