In Douluo, he devoured Tang San's spirit at the beginning

Chapter 83 Provocation.

"Han Yu, a Soul Master at level 30."

Seeing the other party eager to try, Han Yu also saluted in a proper manner. After pondering for a long time, he couldn't figure out what category of soul master he was.

"Humph."

Tang Li thought that Han Yu looked down on him. He snorted coldly and held his Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. Three yellow and purple soul rings flashed on his body. Just as he was about to rush forward, he found that Han Yu in front of him was gradually getting smaller. The scenery around him passed by quickly until his body flew backwards and was caught by a strong man.

"Tang Li!"

"Tang Li, are you okay?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Tang Li only felt a little pain in his stomach. A footprint appeared on the clothes above his stomach. He stood up with a confused look on his face.

"Little bastard!"

A thin elder looked at Han Yu's majestic appearance and could no longer bear it. He roared, stood there with his fists clenched, and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire.

"What are you talking about, you old fool?"

Being insulted and still being a coward is obviously not Han Yu's style, so he just retorted directly.

"How dare you, little bastard!"

The thin old man's eyes were blazing with fire. He was about to take a step forward, but was stopped by the long-browed elder beside him.

"Seventh brother, please be careful with your words. There are so many young people watching us."

The old man with long eyebrows frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

“Based on what his father did, he also wants to return to the sect? Even if his talent is beyond belief, he is still the child of Tang Hao and the evil spirit beast. He is just a bastard. Although the Haotian Sect has closed the mountain gate, it will not let a bastard return to the sect.”

Tang Xiao and Tang Yuehua stood aside, their faces turning blue and red. When Tang Xiao was about to speak, he was interrupted by Han Yu.

"First, I have nothing to do with Tang Hao. Second, who do you think you are, an old man? How dare you bark at an old beast who was bullied by the Spirit Hall and dared not leave the mountain gate and only dared to fight among himself?"

He called him a bastard and a father. No one would tolerate being insulted by someone, let alone Han Yu who didn't take the Haotian Sect seriously.

"You hate Tang Hao so much? Did one of your relatives die at the hands of Spirit Hall? Then why do you hate Tang Hao? Shouldn't you take your Clear Sky Hammer and go find Spirit Hall and smash them to pieces?"

Han Yu's voice was flat at this time, and his tone was full of disdain for the old man.

"you you."

"I'm worried about bringing unnecessary trouble to the Haotian Sect!"

The thin old man was stared at with strange eyes by others, and his beard was crooked with anger. He looked at Han Yu with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to swallow him.

"That's enough, kid! After all, we are your elders. How can you talk to your elders like that?"

Another old man stood up, clearly defending his brother.

"Elders? What kind of elders are you? Even soul beasts know to protect the soul beasts related to them, but you can only hide in the closed sect and complain about the world."

Han Yu snorted coldly and pointed the Clear Sky Hammer directly at the thin and tall elder.

"Even this old beast who has lived for who knows how long but has not yet cultivated to the level of Peerless Douluo dares to come out and bark. Should I give you a certificate of honor? Huh, huh, huh."

These words were obviously a blow to the fragile hearts of the five elders, and their faces turned pale and blue.

"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!!!"

The thin old man roared angrily. If he hadn't been held back by the two elders who still had some sense, he would have been fighting with Han Yu by now.

"Old beast, I am ten years old now. Do you think I can cultivate to the level of Peerless Douluo? You are a piece of trash."

Han Yu laughed and looked with disdain at the thin old man who looked like an old dog on a chain.

Ten years old!!! The familiar age was heard by many members of the Haotian Sect, causing an uproar.

How much soul power did they have when they were ten years old?

Ten levels?
Or level 20?

Now everyone's eyes looked at Han Yu with some changes. Although his face was still childish, his thin figure made it hard to imagine that he was a ten-year-old child.

Even the old man, whose anger was like a chained rod, was a little surprised. He calculated silently in his mind and confirmed that Han Yu was right.

"So what? Even if you are a Soul Sect Master, Soul King, or Soul Emperor, so what?"

The old man snorted coldly, still chattering.

"Come on, let him go, and I'll send this old dog to the west."

At that moment, Han Yu didn't think any more about it. He held the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and pointed it at the thin old man's nose.

"enough!"

Just as the thin old man's eyes were spitting fire and he was about to curse, the old man with long eyebrows snorted angrily, and the pressure of the Titled Douluo fell heavily on Han Yu.

"Seventh brother, it is true that you did something wrong in this matter, but as a junior, how can you be so disrespectful to your elders?"

"Do you think you are Tang Chen? If you speak to your brother like this, believe it or not, I will spread the seeds all over the Douluo Continent when I go out, so that the Clear Sky Hammer that you are so proud of will no longer be yours exclusively."

Han Yu raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't feel the pressure. He slammed the Clear Sky Hammer heavily to the ground and looked with disdain at the long-browed old man in front of him who was protecting his brother.

"Han Yu, stop talking."

Tang Xiao sighed, walked to Han Yu and spoke softly.

"Cold rain."

Tang Yuehua also walked to Han Yu at this time and looked at him with some worry. The scene that was happening now was beyond their expectations. If it continued, no one knew what would happen next.

"This kind of Haotian Sect"

Han Yu glanced around and saw that most of the disciples were angry but dared not speak. He lowered his head and continued speaking to Tang Yuehua who was standing beside him.

"Aunt, do you think I should return to my roots?"

This sentence shifted everyone's attention to Tang Yuehua. The elegant woman turned pale and stammered, not daring to say a word.

She naturally wanted Han Yu to return to his ancestral home, but the current situation led to such an incident.

Han Yu was very satisfied with Tang Yuehua's reaction. At least she did not ask him to return to his ancestral home. If that were the case, he would not care about what Tang Yuehua was thinking and he would use any means to keep her by his side.

"In that case, old dog, let's have a fight."

Han Yu's eyes were sharp as he looked at the tall and thin old man who had broken free from the restraints of the crowd, his whole body emitting a soaring fighting spirit.

He is a little bit ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

He just doesn't know his place.

The many trump cards in his body, the Blue Silver Domain, the Big Sumeru Hammer, the Blue Silver Emperor and the Golden Dragon, as well as the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Bead that had been absorbed completely, all of these made Han Yu want to find someone to fight with to vent his anger.

Now that he had come to the Clear Sky Hammer and was being scolded by the tall and thin old man, even a person with a good temper would not be able to bear it, let alone Han Yu.

"Cold rain."

Tang Yuehua opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by Tang Xiao who was standing beside her. Seeing Tang Yuehua's hesitant expression, Tang Xiao sighed.

"Let him go. Nothing will happen to him as long as I'm here."

(End of this chapter)