Chapter 82: with translation of chapter title

82. Chapter 82: Showdown, three hundred‑thousand‑year soul rings!

Heavenly Sky Hammer!

At first glance, Dai Xiyu recognized this huge hammer.

Just now, if he had continued forward, he would certainly have been struck by this Heavenly Sky Hammer.

As a Title Douluo, Tang Hao's predictive ability is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Almost the next moment, beside that Heavenly Sky Hammer appeared a disheveled middle‑aged man.

No need to think; this middle‑aged man is naturally Tang Hao.

At this moment, the two deans had already arrived on the Soul Fighting Platform, their brows furrowed.

The dean was about to speak when he suddenly noticed the soul rings beneath Tang Hao's feet, and the words he wanted to say instantly got stuck in his throat.

"Nine… nine rings, a Title Douluo?!"

As a dean who is a four‑ring Soul Ancestor, his legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.

Across the whole continent there are not many Title Douluo; in their remote little city, one hardly ever sees a Title Douluo in a lifetime.

However, today a top‑tier Title Douluo actually appeared before their eyes!

The reason it is called top‑tier is precisely because of Tang Hao's soul‑ring configuration.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

The final blood‑red soul ring exudes an intense pressure, almost making everyone unable to breathe.

Yu Xiaogang leaned on his cane, practically scrambling onto the Soul Fighting Platform; looking at Tang Hao, he was momentarily dumbfounded.

Two months ago, he had just promised Tang Hao to take good care of Tang San.

He never expected that, in just two months, that person's son would have an arm crippled right under his nose.

But what could Yu Xiaogang do? He was originally a combat useless, and now he's lame in one leg; even if he were nearby, he couldn't possibly help in time.

Faced with Tang Hao's pressure, Yu Xiaogang had a brainwave and immediately said, "Xiyu, how can you be so vicious as to cripple a classmate's arm?"

Dai Xiyu listened to Yu Xiaogang's shouting and ignored it.

At this moment, he was trying to use cognitive interference to control Tang Hao.

If the control succeeded, it would mean Tang Hao's level was still below ninety‑three.

If it failed, it would mean Tang Hao's level is at least ninety‑four.

In that case, Dai Xiyu could only flee temporarily, waiting until he was strong enough to speak again.

While attempting the control, Dai Xiyu also did not forget to observe the numbers above Tang Hao's head.

【40221602】

Over forty million, truly worthy of being the future Plane Master of the Douluo Continent; his initial fortune exceeds that of Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai.

Contrary to expectations, under Dai Xiyu's cognitive interference, Tang Hao did not react as anticipated at all.

Thus Dai Xiyu knew that controlling Tang Hao was impossible; Tang Hao's level is at least ninety‑four.

At that moment, upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang Hao also realized Tang San's situation.

Tang San's right arm is shattered, blood gushing out; he has nearly fainted from blood loss.

There's no time to lose; if Tang San does not receive timely treatment, his life will be in danger!

Thinking this, Tang Hao immediately lifted the great hammer and smashed it down toward Dai Xiyu!

This blow, carrying an unstoppable momentum and containing the ultimate power of a Title Douluo, aimed to slay Dai Xiyu on the spot!

Boom!

In the violent explosion, Dai Xiyu was struck in the head by the Heavenly Sky Hammer, his whole body turning into a puddle of flesh before he could even scream.

Having landed the blow, Tang Hao did not linger; he instantly grabbed Tang San with one hand and retrieved the Heavenly Sky Hammer with the other.

Moreover, his figure instantly appeared before Xiao Wu; before she could react, he seized her neck with one hand.

Immediately after, he leapt away, leaving the Nuoding Academy and fleeing far.

All of this took only three to five seconds, extremely swift.

The onlookers had just realized what happened when the figures of Tang Hao, Tang San, and Xiao Wu had already vanished.

The middle‑aged dean was drenched in cold sweat, his legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the Soul Fighting Platform.

Seeing that puddle of flesh on the ground, he felt shocked and terrified, unable to calm his emotions.

However, in the very next moment, the dean widened his eyes.

He watched helplessly as that puddle of flesh vanished into thin air.

At the same time, Dai Xiyu's figure gradually appeared on the Soul Fighting Platform.

Just now, Dai Xiyu had used his sixth soul skill in advance, leaving an afterimage while his true body became invisible and departed from the spot.

The Heavenly Sky Hammer strike that Tang Hao delivered was not Dai Xiyu's true body.

Dai Xiyu's appearance immediately drew everyone's attention.

But at this moment, they were even more shocked.

That Dai Xiyu had a white tiger phantom standing behind him, and beneath his feet lay a dazzling array of soul rings!

Yellow, purple, black, black, black, red, red, red!

Eight rings, Soul Douluo!

Three hundred‑thousand‑year soul rings!

The middle‑aged dean, who had just relaxed, was completely dumbfounded.

He stammered, "Xi… Xiyu, you aren't dead… no, you aren't a level‑ten Soul Scholar, are you?"

Dai Xiyu's expression was indifferent; he glanced at the dean and said calmly, "I am actually a twin martial soul; I hid my strength when coming to the academy, so there's no need to panic."

Instantly, the entire venue was shocked.

This work-study student Xiyu actually came to the academy hiding his identity and strength.

His original strength was that of a Soul Douluo possessing three 100,000-year soul rings!

Numerous students fell silent like cicadas in winter, and one senior student murmured:

"No wonder, no wonder just relying on his physique could unleash such power in a single move—turns out he's a powerful Soul Douluo..."

The newcomer in their eyes suddenly became a big shot; everyone felt very unaccustomed, especially those in the work-study dormitory, who felt even stranger inside.

Seeing those three 100,000-year soul rings, the dean was about to piss himself, while thinking whether he had offended Dai Xiyu before, and said:

"Lord Soul Douluo, why… why did you hide your strength and come here? If you have anything you want to do, just tell me directly—I'll definitely handle it properly."

The dean was truly on the verge of tears but couldn't cry.

Clearly the academy life was fine, and the usual monthly soul combat assessment—how did it become like this?

One big shot after another appeared, putting immense pressure on him, this little Soul Ancestor dean.

This Soul Douluo before him is even more terrifying than the Title Douluo just now.

That Title Douluo, although he has nine soul rings, only one of them is a 100,000-year soul ring.

And this person before him not only has twin martial souls, but even all three of his soul rings are 100,000-year ones!

The dean also didn't know what evil had befallen Nuoding Academy, but these big shots who could make the continent tremble with a stomp all ran to the academy.

Dai Xiyu looked at this unfortunate dean and said calmly:

"That Tang San is a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, the son of Title Douluo Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect; I came naturally to find Tang Hao."

"I never expected Tang San to be so lucky, and Tang Hao to run away so fast. But it's fine—I've already found his trail; finding him again won't be difficult." (End of chapter)