Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's youthful innocence, I tricked her into becoming my wife

"Zhao Wuji, come out here."

"Zhao Wuji, come out here!"

The sound and echo were precisely contained at the doorway, without even reverberating within the academy, causing the two Soul Masters' expressions to change drastically.

"Who's playing tricks on me!"

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and dashed out of the academy.

He had a bellyful of anger during the day with nowhere to vent it. He couldn't beat Ye Hua, he didn't dare to fight Ning Rongrong, and he couldn't kill Tang San.

Now someone's come looking for trouble, let's see if we can't beat him to a pulp!

But when he rushed out of the academy and into the nearby grove, he realized something was wrong.

The murderous aura here is incredibly concentrated, almost becoming tangible. Even though he has killed countless people, he has never possessed such a murderous aura.

The newcomer stood on the treetop, dressed in hemp clothing, his appearance disheveled, and his body stained with oil.

But his eyes were filled with murderous intent, staring coldly at Zhao Wuji, making him shudder.

Even more deadly, a dark red hammer appeared in his palm, with a very conspicuous red soul ring on the outermost edge!

Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao!

Level 95 Titled Douluo!

Zhao Wuji's pupils trembled, and his legs went weak.

Everyone in the Soul Master world knows that Tang Hao used the Clear Sky Hammer to severely injure Pope Qian Xunji back then!

Although Zhao Wuji was used to being arrogant in Soto City, he was nothing but a fart in front of Haotian Douluo!

"Your Majesty Haotian..." Zhao Wuji trembled all over, "What are your orders?"

"The mighty Immovable King, bullying the weak and beating his own student to death, is truly quite awe-inspiring."

Faced with Tang Hao's sarcasm, and considering that he and Tang San both shared the surname Tang, how could Zhao Wuji not understand what was going on!

In an instant, his mouth was filled with bitterness, and he felt like he was about to vomit bile!

Unexpectedly, not only is Ning Rongrong someone to be trifled with, but Tang San is also someone to be trifled with!

Tang Hao put away the Haotian Hammer, but raised his hand to slap it.

“I won’t touch your students,” Tang Hao said, stepping closer, “but you hit my son.”

"No matter what, he's still my son, Tang Hao's son. Only I can fight my son!"

Before Zhao Wuji could react, Tang Hao pounced on him.

He didn't even activate his soul ring; with just a single slap, he sent Zhao Wuji flying through the air like a kite with a broken string.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The screams were incessant!

"Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Zhao Wuji's face swelled up like a pig's head, and he hurriedly begged for mercy, but Tang Hao showed no sign of stopping.

Tang Hao waited for the time it takes to brew half a cup of tea before he was willing to let Zhao Wuji go. By then, Zhao Wuji had been beaten so badly that he was paralyzed and unable to get up.

"Don't tell anyone about what's happening here, and don't make things difficult for the mistress anymore."

"Otherwise, next time I won't mind showing you what the real Haotian Hammer is like!"

"Also, now that the mistress has entered your academy, you must do your best to cultivate her. Not only should you give her most of the resources, but you should also teach her practical skills step by step."

"If a few years pass and the mistress is still in the same place, I'll skin you alive, you bear, and leave you to dry on a cliff!"

"As for Ye Hua, you can handle it yourself!!!"

Zhao Wuji was completely dumbfounded. It was fine to wholeheartedly nurture Tang San, but to oppose Ye Hua was tantamount to sending him to his death.

He can't even beat Ye Hua in a head-on confrontation, let alone the fact that Ye Hua might have a powerful force behind him!

"Hmm? You don't want to?" Tang Hao frowned, his killing intent gathering.

"No, no, no," Zhao Wuji said with a wry smile, "It's just that Ye Hua is a teacher, not a student!"

"Teacher," Tang Hao paused for a moment, then sneered, "I don't care if he's a student or a teacher. If his soul power increases again in the next few years, I'll still skin you alive!"

Just as Tang Hao was about to continue applying pressure, he suddenly stopped, his soul power erupted, and he stared intently at the bushes beside him.

"who?!"

The scene fell silent. The collapsed Zhao Wuji and Flander, who had finally decided to leave, both focused their attention on the bushes.

A rustling sound came from the bushes, and the old man, holding the Ironblood Heavy Sword, walked out with a smile.

"Haotian Douluo, how have you been?"

"I heard someone mention my master's name, so I came to see what was going on. I didn't expect it to be an acquaintance."

Tang Hao was dumbfounded, and his tense face instantly collapsed!

Chapter 36 Killing the chicken to scare the monkey? No, no, no, the monkey must be killed too!

Tang Hao quickly bowed in greeting.

"Senior Ironblood, what brings you here?"

Senior? Senior to Haotian Douluo?

Gudong!

Zhao Wuji swallowed hard and looked at Flanders.

They Shrek are really something, getting visited by two dignitaries in one night!

“It’s nothing,” Tie Xiong said quietly. “It’s just that someone else tried to kill the Lord, so we’ve come to teach them a lesson.”

again?

Tang Hao's eyes widened immediately. "Senior! I'm innocent! I didn't do it!"

"I know you don't," Tie Xiong waved his hand impatiently, "Get out of here!"

Tang Hao felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly stepped aside, pressing his back against the tree trunk.

Tie Xiong looked at Zhao Wuji with a half-smile, "Teacher Zhao, you have quite the air of authority!"

Zhao Wuji's heart pounded wildly, and the hairs on his body stood on end. Even if he was stupid, he could tell that something was wrong.

The image of Ye Hua's ambiguous smile flashed through Zhao Wuji's mind, and his heart clenched violently.

The calf is doomed!

What happened during the day has been exposed!

"Senior," Zhao Wuji began with difficulty, "I... I acted impulsively in a moment of anger..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tie Xiong suddenly unleashed a terrifying aura!

The soul power of a level 98 Super Douluo was released without reservation!

Soul rings are floating around: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red!

Each soul ring exudes a suffocating sense of oppression!

Tang Hao stood to the side, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Level 98!

He remembered clearly that six years ago in that small courtyard in Nottingham City, Tie Xiong's soul power was clearly level ninety-six!

Two promotions in six years? How is that possible!

As a Soul Master progresses, each level requires years or even decades of arduous training, let alone at the Super Douluo level.

For this group of people, it would be quite good if they could get promoted once in ten years, let alone two promotions in six years!

Thump!

Zhao Wuji's knees buckled, and he fell heavily to his knees, then collapsed forward.

The large face was pressed firmly into the ground by invisible pressure, and it didn't even have the strength to lift its head.

"Please spare me, senior! Please spare me, senior!"

Zhao Wuji, disregarding his pride, cried out in a trembling voice, "I, Zhao Wuji, was blind! I shouldn't have harbored murderous intent towards Teacher Ye! I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

Tie Xiong looked down at him, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You really deserve to die."

Five words, cold and icy, made Zhao Wuji feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He had no doubt that if Tie Xiong moved a finger, he would lose his life tonight.

I have to save myself! What should I do, what should I do...?

That's right!

Zhao Wuji's mind raced, and he finally found his own value!

"Senior! I will definitely take care of Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing like a young mistress!"

"Don't even mention losing a single hair; just say you were harassed by some random bastard, and you and Teacher Ye will hold me accountable!"

Zhao Wuji's mouth was moving rapidly, as if he was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, his head would be blown away!

Fortunately, Tie Xiong just stared at him meaningfully for a moment before slowly withdrawing his control.

Zhao Wuji felt a lightness in his body, his whole body was soaked, like a chicken that had fallen into boiling water, and he collapsed to the ground.

With a wave of his hand, Tie Xiong swept Zhao Wuji and Flander away with his soul power, sending them flying back to the academy.

As he turned around, Tang Hao was quietly retreating, already seven or eight steps away.

"Haotian Douluo, where are you going?"

Tang Hao froze, then turned around awkwardly.

“Senior, I only came to teach Zhao Wuji a lesson, nothing more. Since you have already taught him a lesson, I will not disturb you any longer.”

He was incredibly fast, covering dozens of feet in just a few breaths.

However, before he could run out of the woods, a dark golden staff shadow suddenly appeared from the side and stood directly in front of him.

Even though that person's soul power was far inferior to his own, Tang Hao frantically slowed down by stepping on the ground, abruptly halting his momentum.

At the other end of the coiled dragon staff, Ye Hua held the staff with one hand, a sunny smile on his face. "Uncle Tang, it's been a long time."

Tang Hao's pupils trembled, and he subconsciously looked behind him.

Tie Xiong had already silently blocked his retreat, the tip of his Ironblood Heavy Sword gleaming with a cold, eerie light, sealing off all his angles of evasion.

Damn it!

Tang Hao felt a chill run down his spine!

He was just relieved that Tie Xiong hadn't made things difficult for him, but it turns out that Tie Xiong had a backup plan waiting for him!

He knew this old man's methods all too well. Six years ago, his Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique was shattered by a single sword strike, and the Haotian Hammer couldn't withstand the opponent's Iron Blood Heavy Sword.

Now that the opponent's soul power has increased by two levels, he wouldn't even last three moves in a real fight.

"Ye Hua," Tang Hao forced a smile, "Still not resting so late?"

“I was planning to rest,” Ye Hua slowly put away his coiled dragon staff and stretched, “but I suddenly felt restless and couldn’t sleep, so I came out for a walk.”

"And guess what? I actually ran into it."

Ye Hua tilted his head and looked at Tang Hao's pale face. "Is it because there's a rat hiding in the shadows, plotting how to bite me?"

Boom!

Tang Hao felt as if he had been struck by five thunderbolts!

Cold sweat poured down his forehead!

How did this guy know I wanted to mess with him?

I only had this thought because I felt unbalanced after seeing the mistress being bullied by Zhao Wuji during the day and then seeing him enjoying himself under the shade of a tree!

"You're joking. I'm just here to see Zhao Wuji. It has nothing to do with you." Tang Hao tried to calm himself down.