Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 58 Invites Tang Hao to Enjoy the Beautiful Scenery Again!

the other side,

Even a titled Douluo's speed is not to be underestimated.

Tang Hao moved with lightning speed, each time his toes touched the ground, it was as if an invisible force was propelling him, making him streak across the sky like a shooting star.

His figure moved swiftly through the streets and alleys of Nottingham, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch a trace of him.

Without lingering in the fight and only thinking about escaping, Tang Hao ran out of Notting City in no time, unstoppable!

At this moment, he finally rushed out of the city gates of Nottingham, and before him was a dense forest, with towering trees that blocked out the sun.

Without hesitation, Tang Hao plunged into this green sea. His figure moved nimbly among the trees, as if he had become one with the forest.

He wanted to use the intricate network of trees to escape from the blade's clutches!

As Tang Hao ran, his heart was in turmoil, a jumble of complex emotions. His thoughts raced uncontrollably through his mind like a wild horse:

"Blade, what a damn madman."

"Why didn't I find him when I was in the village! Otherwise, I would have made sure he died a violent death in the village!"

Tang Hao's fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh, yet he felt no pain. His hatred for Ren burned like a raging fire!

But he also understood that, to be precise, he could actually go head-to-head with Ren regardless of the consequences, even if his injuries had not yet healed!

However! Things are different now!

He also has to protect his precious son, Tang San, who will avenge him in the future!

After that battle a few months ago, he knew all too well that he couldn't kill the man with the maniacal laughter behind him without paying a heavy price!

Therefore, he had to leave!

As for his son Tang San, he thought, since he had never revealed himself, how could Ren possibly know that Tang San was the son of this gray-clad man?!

Suddenly, Tang Hao seemed to hear Ren's crazy and triumphant laughter again in his mind. The laughter was like a demonic sound, making him dare not linger for even a moment.

He had to create as much distance as possible before the blade caught up.

His eyes scanned the forest rapidly, searching for the best escape route.

Just then, the air behind him suddenly fluctuated, and a sharp aura rushed straight towards Tang Hao's back.

Tang Hao instantly sensed danger and instinctively lunged forward. Immediately afterward, a sword light grazed his back, cleaving a large tree in half.

Tang Hao's heart tightened; he knew this was a blade attack.

"You think you can escape?" Blade's voice came from afar, full of mockery and confidence.

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao gritted his teeth, and veins bulged on his forehead!

But for the sake of the greater plan, he suppressed his murderous intent! Without turning back, he increased his speed again, his figure appearing and disappearing in the forest, as if he had become one with nature.

With the instantaneous power of a Title Douluo, he once again distanced himself from the blade!

At this moment, Tang Hao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile. His voice became deep and rough, as if it did not come from his own mouth.

He deliberately raised his voice to disguise himself, shouting behind him:

"You can't catch me! Give up already!"

His voice echoed through the forest, filled with provocation and confidence. He seemed to already see the disappointed look on Blade's face as he spoke, which gave him a surge of pleasure.

"It's my mistake to run into you here today! One day, I'll make you pay!" Tang Hao's words carried a hint of regret, but even more so, a sinister determination. He knew that his escape today was only for a better revenge in the future.

Upon hearing this, Ren was completely unaffected; on the contrary, he found it even more interesting and exciting.

What he greedily enjoyed was the process of the chase, making those who deserved to pay the price repay their sins in this haunting, relentless atmosphere of being hunted down.

How ecstatic that was!

However, this is indeed the truth.

After all, in the game, the main focus of Blade is to trigger passive effects when hit, and speed is not a primary requirement.

Moreover, my current role-playing progress is not high, in addition to the complexity of the forest.

If this continues, he'll only lose track of them, the distance between them will grow further and further, and he might even get lost here.

However, who is Ren? He is a figure who strikes fear into the hearts of all. How could he stand idly by while Tang Hao dared to escape right under his nose?

A cruel smile curved the corners of Ren's mouth, and his blood-red eyes instantly flashed with a chilling killing intent that seemed capable of freezing a person's soul.

A crimson aura erupted from Ren's body, like molten lava flowing through his veins, instantly surrounding his body and forming a chilling aura.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the blade of the Fragmented Sword gleamed coldly in the sunlight, clearly reflecting Tang Hao's fleeing figure, as if mocking his powerlessness and despair.

"Hehehehehe!" Blade's laughter echoed through the forest, full of mockery and wickedness. His voice gradually deepened, each word like a shard of ice squeezed from between his teeth.

"I can't catch up." Blade's voice carried a hint of amusement.

"It doesn't mean..." His tone was even colder.

"My sword can't catch up." Before he finished speaking, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"hehe."

As the blade's murmur faded, his movements were swift and decisive.

While running at top speed, he suddenly slashed his palm with the blade, and bright red blood immediately gushed out.

The blood, following his rapidly moving figure, traced a crimson path in the air, like an elegant yet tragic meteor trail, staining the surrounding air with a sweet, metallic scent.

Immediately afterwards, he exerted his strength and shot into the air, his figure appearing particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

A demonic voice, like the descent of a god of death, suddenly resounded in the forest outside Nottingham, shaking every living being that heard it.

"What a beautiful sight." Blade's voice was like a call from hell.

"I longed for it but could not have it." His tone revealed a hint of regret.

"But I can." The voice gradually rose, filled with power.

"I invite you all to enjoy this together—!!!" Blade's shout was like a thunderclap, the echo lingering in the forest for a long time.

"Let's enjoy this together!" (Echo)

The sound echoed in every corner of the forest, as if announcing an inevitable massacre was about to unfold!

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(End of this chapter)