Douluo: Reincarnated in Danheng, a Unique Journey of Pioneering

Chapter 112 One vs. Two
Besides the three Spirit Hall guys, Tang Hao also saw that man! The man he would never forget for the rest of his life!
"Huh? Your arm has actually recovered?!"

When Yue Guan noticed Tang Hao's intact arms, he couldn't help but be surprised.

The last time I saw him, he had lost an arm and was seriously injured. It's only been about a year since then, and Tang Hao has recovered to such an extent?

Even the severed arm has been restored?

"Hmph, yeah, if you don't recover, how can I teach you a lesson, you rotten chrysanthemum!"

Tang Hao sneered, his gaze fixed on Dan Heng, his eyes filled with apprehension.

How could Dan Heng be associating with the Spirit Hall? If he makes a move today, I'll be in big trouble!
Of course, besides him, the most troublesome one is that little rabbit in Shrek Academy.

If the Spirit Hall finds out, the trouble will probably escalate to another level!
After all, it doesn't matter if the Spirit Hall can't catch him; everyone in the world knows his strength. But that little rabbit...
Thinking of this, Tang Hao secretly transmitted his thoughts to Tang San:
"Little San, get out of here immediately, and take all your Shrek Academy companions with you! Hurry!"

"But."

Tang San swallowed hard. Just by looking at their aura, he knew those three guys in the sky must be incredibly strong.

He is at least much stronger than Dugu Bo.

How can Tang Hao face these powerful individuals alone?
"These are all powerful experts at the Title Douluo level, let's go!"

Tang San wanted to say something, but Tang Hao suddenly unleashed a powerful aura, sending Tang San flying.

Although he had his doubts, even if this Tang San wasn't his real son, Tang Hao himself had to deal with it!
"Heh, Tang Hao, are you ready to accept your fate?"

Instead of chasing Tang San, Demon-Slaying Douluo summoned his spirit, the Panlong Staff, and nine spirit rings—yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black—immediately appeared, ready to attack at any moment.

"Mr. Danheng, we..."

After exchanging a glance, Ju Gui and his companion revealed their martial spirits, but just to be on the safe side, they asked Dan Heng a question first.

"I don't care if you fight, but remember there was a girl named Zhu Zhuqing in Shrek Academy who was my friend before."

"She's easy to recognize. Just look at which one of them looks most like a cat, that's her."

Dan Heng didn't bother with Tang Hao; as long as he didn't bother him, it was good to kill one less person.

The ghost nodded, then transformed into a ghostly shadow and attacked in the direction Tang San had left.

"Don't even think about it!"

Tang Hao didn't care that Dan Heng was still on the other side, and he flashed to stop the ghost.

If the ghosts discover that little rabbit, it's doomed!
"Heh, Tang Hao, you'd better take care of yourself first!"

In an instant, an enormous long staff stood in front of Tang Hao, blocking his way.

"Go away!"

Tang Hao swung his hammer and charged straight at Demon-Slaying Douluo. Demon-Slaying Douluo also retracted his Dragon-Panning Staff to its normal size and began to fight Tang Hao.

Hammers and clubs are both blunt weapons, so in the process of fighting, they often do not produce the crisp sound of sharp weapons such as knives, spears, and halberds, but the dull sound of metal being struck is very powerful.

"Hmph, as expected of the current generation's Haotian Douluo, he has lived up to the title!"

The demon-slaying staff and Tang Hao's hammer clashed, and the two began to wrestle.

The pressure emanating from the Panlong Staff made the Demon-Slaying Douluo slightly sweaty; this Tang Hao's strength was truly not to be underestimated!

"You have no right to judge the name of Haotian!"

Tang Hao roared, and the force in his hand suddenly increased significantly, even pressing down on the Demon-Slaying Douluo's Panlong Staff.

But the next moment, Tang Hao suddenly withdrew his strength, turned around and retreated rapidly, quickly getting away from the Demon-Slaying Douluo.

"He hid pretty quickly."

Just where Tang Hao had been standing, a golden light exploded, and golden petals slowly drifted down. Yue Guan stood still in the air, attacking Tang Hao together with the Demon-Slaying Douluo.

"Faster! Faster!"

On the other side, Tang San, who had been sent away by Tang Hao, used his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps to quickly traverse the forest, pushing his Mysterious Heaven Skill to its limit.

With three powerful experts at the Title Douluo level, and Dan Heng, he could hardly imagine what Tang Hao would face.

"Damn it, I'm still too weak!"

As Tang San thought about this, his speed increased. Never before had he felt such an intense craving for power.

The Tang Sect's unique skills and hidden weapons, which gave him combat power far exceeding that of other Soul Masters of the same level, have always been something he is proud of.

But today, when he saw his father facing three powerful figures at the Title Douluo level alone, he felt immense regret for his past negligence, even though he hadn't been negligent for very long.

"Hehehe, kid, where do you think you're going?"

Suddenly, a sinister voice rang in Tang San's ear.

"Ugh!"

The next moment, before Tang San could react, he felt something binding his feet, causing him to slam hard to the ground.

"puff!"

Before he could even get up, Tang San felt a sweet taste in his throat and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hehehe, kid, don't blame me when you get down there. Who told you to have a father like this!"

Before Tang San, ghostly figures continuously converged, their eerie forms gradually becoming visible.

Looking at Tang San kneeling on the ground in agony, a sense of vengeful pleasure rose in his heart.

Tang Hao, Tang Hao, aren't you supposed to be a good fighter?

Aren't you supposed to be able to take on several opponents?

I wonder if your son is as good at fighting as you?
Suddenly, Tang San slammed his hands together on the ground, and as he flipped backward, an arrow shot out from behind him, heading straight for the ghost's face.

But the ghost smiled dismissively, and a ghostly hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed the arrow.

"Kid, this little bit of stuff is useless against a Title Douluo."

As Gui Mei took a step forward, the distance between him and Tang San instantly closed. The next second, Tang San threw out two balls of different sizes.

"What the hell?"

Just as Ghost was getting bored and preparing to send Tang San on his way, the two spheres suddenly exploded, releasing a cloud of poisonous mist that obscured vision. At the same time, a large number of poisonous needles shot straight into Ghost's body.

"Heh, heh heh heh"

A strange laugh came from the poisonous fog, and a ghostly figure emerged from it, a ruthless look on its face.

Those poisons were useless against him, but he was furious that he had been tricked by a mere Soul Venerable brat!
"The Soul-Chasing Darts of Mother and Child, I wonder if they're feasible."

Tang San, who had just thrown the hidden weapon, had already run far away. The firelight of Shrek Camp was not far ahead. He could return to the camp in just a few more steps!
"cannot!"

A gigantic ghost hand crashed down, and Tang San felt a darkness before his eyes. His body felt as if it were about to fall apart, and he slammed heavily to the ground.

"Boy, you've successfully angered a Title Douluo!"

The ghost appeared in front of Tang San and, without giving him any chance, kicked out suddenly. Tang San's body flew backward, crashing through more than a dozen large trees before finally stopping.

"stop!"

(End of this chapter)