Douluo: I am a rotten beast, I will become stronger if I accept disciples

Chapter 13 Tang Hao’s attack
Lan Minghua was not surprised by this, and was even a little impatient waiting.

But if you ask me to go out, I will go out. Wouldn’t that make me lose face?
He didn't even change his movements and continued to drink his wine.

Tang Hao outside the window sensed that Lan Minghua did not move, so he turned around and paused, with veins bulging on his forehead.

"How dare he! How dare he ignore me!"

A dignified Titled Douluo couldn't even call upon a mere Soul Sage.

If this gets out, how will he survive?
"I wanted to spare your life and let you be my mistress's dog. Since you don't know what's good for you, go die!"

Tang Hao's hair stood on end with rage, his face was as dark as clouds, and his murderous aura seemed to make the temperature around him drop by several degrees.

Not afraid of being discovered, he took a step forward, like a flash of black lightning.

Lan Minghua in the room sensed Tang Hao's actions and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If he dares to take on the disaster for Zhao Wuji, then he is not afraid of Tang Hao.

"System, give me the peak experience card of Ran Ming Hua."

For every 10% increase in role-playing progress, you will receive a one-hour peak combat power experience card.

He has now progressed over 30% of his role playing progress, and he has a total of three experience cards.

This is where Lan Minghua’s confidence comes from. He doesn’t even take Tang Hao seriously.

[Ding, the Ranminghua Peak Experience Card has been used, and there are two left.]

[Remaining countdown: 59 minutes and 59 seconds.]

In an instant, an incomparably powerful force raged through Lan Minghua's body like a flood bursting through a dam.

At this moment, the whole world changed in his eyes.

Tang Hao's movements, which were originally not clearly perceived, now became slow and clear.

Tang Hao felt a pang of anxiety while running wildly, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

He rushed into the room and threw a punch, trying to smash Lan Minghua's head.

The air in the room was instantly sucked out by the whistling wind from the fists, making people feel suffocated.

However, Lan Minghua simply raised his hand and directly grabbed Tang Hao's fist.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the wooden wall behind Lan Minghua was shattered by the wind from his fist.

Lan Minghua's hair was dancing wildly and his clothes were rustling, but he didn't step back at all.

"How is it possible? He actually blocked my full-strength attack!"

Tang Hao's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

His mouth was wide open in shock, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

Zhao Wuji and Flanders, who were not very drunk, felt something unusual and immediately used their soul power to dispel the drunkenness and stood up.

"What happened?!"

The two looked closely and found that Lan Minghua was confronting a mysterious man in black robe.

Zhao Wuji was furious, his soul power surged, and seven soul rings appeared.

"You're courting death if you dare to touch Shrek!"

But when he was about to rush up and attack the man in black robe, a strange phenomenon occurred.

The terrifying soul power seemed to be about to burst through the room, and nine soul rings of yellow, purple, black, black and red appeared at the same time.

"Seal... Title Douluo?!"

Zhao Wuji's forehead suddenly broke out in sweat and his body stiffened in place.

Flanders pushed his glasses, looked at the outline of the face under the black robe, and thought of something.

Instead of stepping forward, he took a step back and didn't get involved.

Lan Minghua caught Flanders's action and a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Wuji did not retreat. Although he didn't know whether he was so frightened that he couldn't move, he still wanted to go forward to help.

But they are all better than Flanders, at least in Lan Minghua's eyes.

At least they treated him to a drink and promised to help him through this ordeal.

Then, naturally, Zhao Wuji cannot be allowed to get hurt.

"Old Zhao, you should go back. You can't help in a battle of this level."

Lan Minghua gently waved Zhao Wuji out of the room, then turned to look at Tang Hao, who was pumping his fists vigorously, with a playful look. "You're not sleeping late at night to launch a sneak attack. Are you a wanted criminal? After all, only a desperate criminal would act like that."

When he heard the word "wanted criminal", Tang Hao's eyes instantly became bloodshot and murderous intent burst out.

"Give it to me, go to hell!"

Driven by this crazy murderous intent, the other arm suddenly exerted force, wrapped in a whistling wind, and smashed towards Lan Minghua's head like a cannonball.

The fist wind was whistling, and the air in the room was torn apart by this fierce force, making a hissing sound.

Lan Minghua had anticipated this. The moment Tang Hao swung his fist, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and the coldness in them was even stronger.

His right leg came out first, like a swift spear, with a whistling sound, kicking Tang Hao's jaw from bottom to top.

The force of this kick was so immense that a sharp explosion seemed to echo in the air.

At such a close distance, Tang Hao had no time to make any defense.

"Crack!"

In an instant, his jaw was shattered by the kick, and his teeth flew out of his mouth along with blood.

Lan Minghua did not choose to kick his head to pieces, so as to avoid getting covered in blood.

He released the hand that was holding Tang Hao and exerted force with his feet again.

Tang Hao's body was like a cannonball fired from a giant cannon, crashing straight through the house and soaring into the sky uncontrollably.

There was a loud "bang" and the house was like paper under his impact, and a huge hole was instantly knocked out in the roof.

Lan Minghua didn't intend to let Tang Hao go just like that. His whole body was covered in golden light, and he suddenly rose from the ground.

In an instant, wood chips flew everywhere, and the strong wind caused the already shaky house to collapse.

Flanders was stunned. He never expected Lan Minghua to be so powerful.

That man was actually no match for him.

Doesn’t this mean that Lan Minghua is at least a Titled Douluo!
Zhao Wuji witnessed the shocking scene, his eyes widened instantly, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets.

His chin slowly drooped uncontrollably, as if an invisible force was pulling it hard.

The mouth opens extremely wide, forming an exaggerated "O" shape, large enough to fit an ostrich egg.

The whole person seemed to be frozen, standing there, with a blank mind.

Lan Minghua actually knocked a Titled Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring away!
It wasn't over yet. Lan Minghua rose like the rising sun, and the dim Soto City suddenly became as bright as day.

Tang Hao had no time to wail as he felt a pressure from Lan Minghua that was even more terrifying than that from Qian Daoliu.

The realm of the God of Death!
Haotian's incarnation!

One hundred thousand year soul ring, exploding ring!

In order to survive, Tang Hao blew up his wife's spirit ring.

In an instant, two rays of light, one golden and one red, confronted each other in the air.

There was a strange phenomenon in the sky and earth, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the sleeping Shrek people woke up one after another.

He appeared outside the dormitory, looking at the strange sight in the sky with a pale face.

When Tang San saw the scarlet image, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle points.

That's, father!
Xiao Wu, the incarnation of a hundred thousand year old soul beast, felt the earth-shattering soul power and was so frightened that she trembled and squatted on the ground, covering her ears.

Lan Minghua had long anticipated that Tang Hao would resort to desperate measures, but he had not expected that he would be willing to blow up his 100,000-year spirit ring.

Tang Hao was filled with a fierce aura, his eyes were wide open, and he exuded a terrifying majesty.

The scarlet Dharma image raised the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer grew larger at an astonishing speed.

The surrounding space seemed unable to withstand this powerful force.

"Big Sumeru Hammer!"

Tang Hao controlled the Dharma image and smashed the Clear Sky Hammer down fiercely.

The Clear Sky Hammer cut through the sky, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound, as if to suppress everything.

However, such terrifying power did not cause any ripples in Lan Minghua's eyes.

The right hand turned into a claw, and golden light rippled.

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

(End of this chapter)