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

Chapter 14 Tang Hao with Broken Arms and Legs

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

The golden light gathered on Lan Minghua's arm and turned into golden dragon scales. The whole arm looked exactly like a real dragon's arm.

With just one claw, he faced the huge scarlet statue without any fancy moves.

Compared with Tang Hao's Great Sumeru Hammer, Lan Minghua's figure was like a speck of dust.

But at the time of the collision, Lan Minghua's whole body was shining with golden light, and he had the courage to swim upstream like a river.

The scarlet color of Tang Hao's killing god domain melted away like snow when it encountered the golden light, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

Lan Minghua raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and he grabbed with his dragon claw hand. With a click, he easily grabbed the inside of the Sumeru Hammer.

In an instant, cracks spread out like a spider web on the mirror-smooth surface of the Sumeru Hammer, centered on the location where the dragon claw hand collided.

"How could this happen? The Great Sumeru Hammer that exploded the hundred thousand year spirit ring couldn't even suppress it!"

Tang Hao felt that the big Sumeru Hammer could not be pressed down at all, his eyes widened, and he was extremely horrified.

He was confident that even the Ultimate Douluo Qian Daoliu would not dare to take this blow head-on.

However, Lan Minghua, an unknown little person, actually blocked it.

In fact, not only did he block it, he also took the initiative in an instant.

Feeling the considerable pressure from the Great Sumeru Hammer, Lan Minghua became a little more serious.

After all, during the battle of Jialing Pass, Tang Hao was able to compete with the ninety-eighth level Golden Crocodile Douluo by blowing up his ten thousand year soul ring.

What was blown up now is a hundred thousand year soul ring, and the strength may be even higher.

However, you are facing the peak combat power of Lan Minghua. Even if he is a god, he can kill him to show you.

Lan Minghua exerted force with his arms, and the cracks on the Sumeru Hammer burst into a dazzling golden light.

The big Sumeru Hammer shattered into pieces, and in the blink of an eye, the huge scarlet Dharma image also shattered instantly.

The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand became tattered, as if it would shatter at the touch of a finger.

The martial soul was damaged and the person himself suffered backlash.

His body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and with a "puff" sound, he spurted out mouthfuls of blood.

At this moment, there was no other emotion in Tang Hao's eyes except fear.

The only thought was to escape!
However, Lan Minghua did not intend to let him go just like that.

He found the right position and stepped into the air, almost teleporting behind Tang Hao.

"You come as you please, and leave as you please. Do you really think I don't have any temper?"

Lan Minghua's voice was calm, but to Tang Hao's ears it sounded like the voice of death.

Without giving him a chance to react, Lan Minghua used his hand as a knife and chopped off Tang Hao's right arm.

Tang Hao's eyes were filled with fear as he watched his right arm moving away from him. He endured the severe pain and quickly fled.

Lan Minghua sneered, grabbed Tang Hao's left leg, and kicked him in the thigh.

With a swish sound, Tang Hao's entire left leg was torn off.

However, he took advantage of this opportunity to escape into the distance with all his might.

As for Tang San and Xiao Wu, he had no time to take care of them.

You are a clay Buddha crossing the river yourself, how can you care about others?

Lan Minghua took a glance and did not go forward to pursue.

Because there is no need for that, Tang Hao is already a useless person.

He lost his right arm and left leg, and just lost the two high-quality soul bones bestowed upon him by the Haotian Sect.

Maybe it is not a hundred thousand year soul bone, but it is at least a fifty thousand year soul bone.

In the original novel, removing these two soul bones reduced his soul power by 20 levels.

If it suffers such a heavy blow now, it will only become weaker.

In addition to the damage to his body caused by the exploding ring, even if Tang Hao survived, he would at most be a Soul Sage, and would not even reach the level of a Soul Sage.

And if he survived, he would become a disabled person.

For Tang Hao, living a cowardly life is the best punishment for him.

Just a few years ago, I decided to end my miserable life and start over, but now I have become a useless person.

I can only live a cowardly life.

Lan Minghua grabbed Tang Hao's right arm and left leg and dropped directly from the air.

Flanders, Zhao Wuji, and the rest of the Shrek team were all stunned, especially Flanders, who knew exactly who the black-robed man was.

Lan Minghua threw one leg and one arm to the ground, restrained his breath, and looked calm and composed, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with him.

"Hey, why are you all up? It's my fault for not making more noise."

Lan Minghua looked at the people around him and said a little embarrassedly.

Flanders calmed down his inner shock, stepped forward respectfully, lowered his head and spoke respectfully.

"I didn't realize it was Your Majesty who came. I apologize for any offense I may have caused you recently."

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and others choked and looked horrified.

Your Majesty, this is the respectful title given to Titled Douluo by others besides his own title.

No one would have thought that Lan Minghua, who looked like a homeless man, was actually a Titled Douluo.

After Zhao Wuji and others reacted, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look Lan Minghua in the eye, and greeted him respectfully in unison.

"Welcome, Your Majesty!"

Lan Minghua waved his hand with a look of disgust: "What's the use of the word 'Mian'? Just call me Hua Zai La."

Your Majesty, this title does not suit him.

Upon hearing this, Flanders finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just thinking back to what I did just now, I feel extremely regretful.

When Tang Hao attacked Lan Minghua, he fled.

He didn't believe that he didn't notice Lan Minghua's strength and simply missed the opportunity to climb up the social ladder.

But Flanders soon thought of a way to replace him, and with a somewhat stiff tone, he mustered up the courage to ask.

"Hua...Hua Zi, what exactly is the reason for you coming to Shrek?"

"Of course I'm going to accept a disciple. Didn't I tell you a long time ago? It's very boring outside, okay?" Lan Minghua still spoke calmly.

Flanders felt that the opportunity had come and immediately promoted Dai Mubai and others.

"Hua Zi, what do you think of Mu Bai and Hong Jun? They are both geniuses who are not inferior to Oscar. Do you want to take them as your apprentices?"

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's faces suddenly fell, and they felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten shit.

They mocked Oscar not long ago, but now they are apprenticing to Lan Minghua. Doesn’t that mean they are Oscar’s junior fellows?
However, the two of them soon came to their senses and looked expectant.

Just be my junior brother, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages anyway.

The Titled Douluo is the master. Anyone who dares not give them some face when going out to explore the world must kneel down and become his disciple immediately.

Lan Minghua looked at them both with disdain and rejected them directly: "Forget about them. We have no master-disciple relationship. It's better to find another job."

Although it was said very tactfully, it clearly expressed the refusal.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun paused, frozen in mid-air.

Now I don’t know whether to kneel or not, my face feels like it’s on fire.

They are indeed all geniuses, with system talent scores above 80.

But Lan Minghua said a long time ago that he would consider three things when accepting disciples.

Feeling comes first, character comes second, and talent comes third.

No matter how talented someone is, he will not accept him as his apprentice if he feels he is not right or his character is not good.

Lan Minghua ignored Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, whose faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot. He didn't think they would dare to say anything.

Then he pointed at Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing and said softly, "You two, hold the arms and thighs on the ground and follow me."

Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing held their right arm and left leg respectively and followed Lan Minghua away.

It was not until Lan Minghua’s back was out of sight that Ma Hongjun began to slander him angrily.

"Tsk, if you don't want to accept me, then don't. You're talking as if no one wants to be your apprentice!"

Flanders's face changed drastically and he quickly stood in front of Ma Hongjun.

However, a slipper passed by him at a faster speed and hit Ma Hongjun's face accurately.

Ma Hongjun's face was distorted, and blood mixed with teeth spurted out of his mouth as he flew backwards.

He crashed into the collapsed house and fainted completely.

Then, Lan Minghua's voice came faintly.

"Tell the little fat guy that if it happens again, his mouth will be sewn up."

(End of this chapter)