Douluo: Reviving the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan

Chapter 65 The helpless and furious Tang Hao!

That night, the bright moon hung high.

In a room of Shrek Academy, Acalanatha Zhao Wuji, who had been seriously injured during the day, was resting, when suddenly a clear and powerful voice came to his ears.

"Zhao Wuji, get out!"

Zhao Wuji's face changed suddenly. This powerful voice could actually be transmitted directly into his ears, as if it was exploding beside his ears. What kind of cultivation must one have to be able to achieve this!

His first reaction was to run away, but when he thought about the many teachers in the academy, he realized that even if he was defeated in a fight, Flanders and the others would be able to rush over following the sounds of fighting.

So, he walked towards the direction where the sound came from, and came to the grove behind the academy. He looked around vigilantly and shouted in a deep voice:
"Who is it? I'm here, get out now!"

These arrogant words really irritated Tang Hao who was hiding in the dark. He snorted coldly, stepped directly into the air, stared at Zhao Wuji with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Zhao Wuji, you dare to bully the weak, so I don't need to be polite. I beat the younger one, so the older one will naturally come here to ask for an explanation!"

Zhao Wuji was completely dumbfounded. When he saw Tang Hao in a black robe walking towards him, a terrifying thought instantly emerged in his mind. The other party was actually a Titled Douluo!
The domineering and arrogant tone in Zhao Wuji's previous words disappeared in an instant, and his lips trembled uncontrollably:

"Your Majesty, are you looking for the wrong person? When did I ever bully the weak? Could it be that it was those three little guys during the day?"

Seeing that he seemed to remember something, Tang Hao put more effort and slowly raised his right hand. A black light condensed in his hand and turned into a giant hammer. At the same time, nine soul rings quietly emerged one by one under his feet.

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

A terrifying aura suddenly emanated from Tang Hao, making the air around him become extremely sticky.

Zhao Wuji looked at the nine soul rings on the black-robed man in front of him, especially the last blood-red soul ring. He felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head. He shivered uncontrollably and his legs trembled so much that he almost knelt down.

"Zhao Wuji, do you recognize the hammer in my hand?"

Tang Hao asked domineeringly.

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened as he immediately understood that the ruthless Tang San who attacked him today also took out a small black hammer when he hit him. It was exactly the same as the big hammer in the hand of the Titled Douluo in front of him.

"Boss Fufu, help!"

Zhao Wuji called for help in panic.

Flanders, who had been hiding in the dark for a long time, had to bite the bullet and show up when he heard Zhao Wuji's call for help.

With a flash of his figure, Flanders appeared beside Zhao Wuji. The invisible pressure forced him to release his martial soul. A pair of huge wings grew out from behind him, and his whole body was covered with a layer of feathers. His orange-yellow eyes turned into vertical pupils, and seven soul rings of the same color as Zhao Wuji were rhythmically moving on his body.

Flanders bowed respectfully to Tang Hao and said:
"Your Majesty, Zhao Wuji is a teacher at our academy. He was just testing the students today. Although he was a bit heavy-handed, he really had no ill intentions. Besides, he also suffered a lot today. I hope Your Majesty will forgive him this time!"

Tang Hao said indifferently:
"Stop talking nonsense and stand aside. If you dare to say anything more, I will beat you up too! Zhao Wuji, I will give you a chance. I don't use my martial spirit. If you can last for an incense stick of time in my hand, I will leave immediately. Otherwise, you must do something for me."

As he spoke, Tang Hao really took back his martial soul, and the nine soul rings that exuded a terrifying aura instantly disappeared into his body.

Flanders, who was standing next to Zhao Wuji, stepped aside and gave Zhao Wuji an encouraging look!

Beads of sweat appeared on Zhao Wuji's forehead. He looked sad and his expression was as ugly as if a loved one had died.

He knew that he couldn't avoid this beating, and he regretted very much why he felt like fighting today. At the same time, he felt even more hatred towards Tang San, that cruel and ruthless student!
Tang Hao, who had put away his martial spirit, did not give him time to delay and was already in front of him the next moment.

He swung his fist as big as a sandbag and smashed it into the rough face.

boom! ——

Boom! ——Ah! ——

The sounds of blows, collisions, and screams came one after another in this small grove, which was terrifying.

Flanders turned his head away, not wanting to look at Zhao Wuji. Although he often said that those who dared not cause trouble were mediocre, he said that it also depended on the situation.

If you meet someone weaker than you, you are a mediocre person who dares not cause trouble. If you meet someone stronger than you, you will cause trouble at will. Facing a Titled Douluo, even if you are beaten to death, it is a waste of death. You must follow your heart when it is time to do so!
The time Zhao Wuji was beaten was not long, not even the time of an incense stick, just ten breaths.

At this time, Zhao Wuji's head was swollen, his eyes had turned black, there was a lot of blood on his mouth and nose, and he was lying on the ground gasping for breath.

At this time, Tang Hao put on the attitude of a senior master and said calmly:

"Zhao Wuji, do you understand?"

Zhao Wuji nodded his head and said:

"I understand, I understand."

In fact, he had no idea what he understood, but he didn't dare to ask foolishly.

After being taught a lesson, the hatred he had for Tang San in his heart was also dispersed by Tang Hao's iron fist, and he couldn't help but think:

"Tang San, you are my biological father. I will never dare to provoke you again. The younger ones are not easy to provoke, and the older ones are even harder to provoke! Why am I so naughty!"

Seeing that Zhao Wuji understood, Tang Hao gave the two of them some more instructions, then suddenly soared into the sky and flew away into the distance.

He now couldn't wait to get back to the waterfall, the valley, and the cave behind the waterfall. He had an uneasy premonition in his heart.

After seeing Tang Hao walk away, Zhao Wuji complained to Flanders beside him incoherently:

"Flanders, you are not a brother. I have called you Boss Flanders for so many years. You are so disloyal! You are really killing me!"

"Then what can I do?"

Flanders said helplessly:

"Even if the two of us put together, we are not qualified for His Majesty to open his martial spirit!"

"Of course I know. I just want to complain. Is that not okay?"

As soon as Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he was suddenly struck by severe pain, making him grimace in pain.

Afterwards, Flanders supported Zhao Wuji, and the two walked back to Shrek Academy step by step. Along the way, Zhao Wuji kept complaining about Flanders.

Tang Hao returned to the valley and the waterfall, and rushed into the cave impatiently.

At a glance he saw the lead box thrown on the ground and the empty pile of earth.

At this moment, Tang Hao's eyes turned red, a terrifying murderous aura gushed out from him, and nine soul rings all appeared at the same time.

"Boom~" Accompanied by a deafening noise, the entire waterfall valley was instantly shrouded in smoke and dust.

Then, an angry roar came from the smoke and dust:
"Spirit Hall! You damn bastards!"

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the original waterfall and valley had disappeared, replaced by a huge bottomless pit.

(End of this chapter)