Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

Just now, Yu Xiaogang was bragging.

It is said that Tang Hao is invincible and killing Lin Ye is as easy as crushing an ant.

The teacher walked in with a long face and shouted that something had happened.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Bullshit! Who is His Majesty Haotian? He's a legend on the continent! What could possibly happen to him? Explain yourself clearly, and stop spreading rumors!"

Tang San also got anxious and rushed forward, grabbing the teacher's collar tightly.

"What happened to my father? Tell me quickly! Don't beat around the bush!"

The teacher was so dizzy from Tang San's movements that he felt lightheaded.

"Just now, His Majesty Haotian collapsed at the academy gate, seriously injured! Dean Flander has already taken him to the medical room for treatment!"

The room fell silent the moment those words were spoken.

Yu Xiaogang froze, standing there like a piece of wood.

Serious injury? Fainted?

How is that possible!

How could Tang Hao, who went to assassinate Lin Ye, a Soul King level cultivator, be seriously injured and faint at the academy gate?

Yu Xiaogang was extremely flustered.

He had just assured Tang San that Tang Hao would definitely bring Lin Ye back with his head.

This slap in the face came so fast! It was a resounding slap in the face!

Tang San felt like the sky had fallen after hearing this.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Who could have seriously injured him? You must be mistaken!"

Tang San screamed hysterically, spitting all over the teacher's face.

"I'm absolutely sure I'm not mistaken, and Dean Flander confirmed it himself—it's His Majesty Haotian! He's covered in blood, his chest is caved in, he looks terrible! You should all go see him!"

Upon hearing the words "chest caved in," Tang San's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang quickly helped Tang San up.

"Let's go! Little San, let's hurry to the medical room!"

At that moment, his mind was in complete turmoil.

Who did this? Could it be that the Spirit Hall sent Qian Daoliu? That's impossible. How could that old man Qian Daoliu leave the Hall of Worship so easily?

Oh no! If Tang Hao dies here, how will Shrek Academy fight against the Spirit Hall? Will my chance to prove myself be completely gone?

Yu Xiaogang grew increasingly frightened, his back drenched in cold sweat, and he ran even faster than Tang San.

Tang San ran wildly, even using his soul power, and his whole body was like a gust of wind.

His mind was filled with what the teacher had said.

Covered in blood? Chest caved in?

Lin Ye! It must have been Lin Ye who did it!

No, that bastard Lin Ye couldn't possibly have that kind of strength! It must have been the work of one of the Title Douluos beside him!

"Lin Ye, you've destroyed my manhood, and now you've seriously injured my father! I, Tang San, swear I will kill you in this lifetime! I will tear your tendons and bones out of your body!"

Tang San roared inwardly, determined to make Lin Ye pay the price.

Yu Xiaogang was panting heavily as he ran behind, unable to keep up with Tang San's speed at all.

"Hey, slow down! Don't be impulsive! Assess the situation first!"

The two rushed to the door of the academy's medical room, one after the other.

Before even entering, they could hear Flander's anxious shouts coming from inside.

"Quickly, protect his heart! Don't stop your soul power, increase the output! You must save his life!"

Tang San kicked open the door to the medical room and rushed inside.

Upon entering, a strong smell of blood hit you.

A tall man was lying on the hospital bed.

The black robe was now just shredded cloth, soaked in blood and stuck to the flesh.

The man's face was deathly pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing was extremely weak, with more air in than out.

This person is none other than Tang Hao!

Tang San couldn't hold back any longer when he saw this.

"Father!"

Tang San knelt down by the bed with a thud, tears welling up instantly, crying his heart out.

He dared not touch Tang Hao, because Tang Hao's body was covered with deep, bone-revealing wounds.

The most frightening part was his chest, where a large section had clearly caved in, and countless ribs were broken.

Yu Xiaogang rushed in at this moment, leaning against the door frame and panting heavily.

Upon seeing Tang Hao on the hospital bed, Yu Xiaogang gasped in shock.

Oh my God!

Is this still the same majestic Haotian Douluo?

What kind of battle did they go through to end up in such a terrible state?

When Flander saw Tang San and Yu Xiaogang enter, he wiped the sweat from his forehead; his hands were trembling.

"Xiao San, Xiao Gang, you're here." Flander's voice was trembling.

Yu Xiaogang quickly went over.

"Flander, what exactly happened? How could His Majesty Haotian have made such a mess of things?"

Flanders shook his head repeatedly, his face full of bitterness.

"I don't know either! I was patrolling the doorway just now when I saw someone fall from mid-air and crash hard to the ground, creating a big crater."

"I ran over and saw that it was His Majesty Haotian! He was already unconscious, so I quickly brought him in to save him."

Three Soul Masters dressed in white robes stood around the hospital bed.

All three of them are support-type Soul Masters at the level of a six-ring Soul Emperor.

The three Soul Masters were covered in sweat, and their Soul Rings were flashing wildly.

Various green and white healing lights continuously flowed into Tang Hao's body.

However, Tang Hao's body was like a leaky sack; as soon as his soul power was poured in, it quickly dissipated.

One of the oldest support-type Soul Masters stopped, panting heavily, his face pale.

"No, Dean Flander, we've done our best, but we really can't hold on any longer."

Upon hearing this, Tang San turned around abruptly and shouted:

"What do you mean 'tried your best'? Keep treating him! If anything happens to my father, I won't let you off the hook!"

The support-type Soul Master was startled by Tang San and felt very unhappy.

"It's no use getting angry at us; we've already given it our all."

The Soul Master sighed and wiped his sweat.

"Your Majesty Haotian is seriously injured! At least half of your bones are broken. It's a miracle that you're still alive."

Another Soul Master continued.

"The most terrifying thing is that there's an extremely domineering power running rampant within him, constantly destroying his life force. Our healing soul power was shattered by that power the moment it entered; it couldn't be retained at all!"

Yu Xiaogang was terrified.

Overbearing power?

Tang Hao is a level 95 Title Douluo, and his Clear Sky Hammer is the most domineering martial soul.

How could someone use force to beat Tang Hao like this? Just what kind of monster is this?

"So what do we do now? Are we just going to watch him die? Think of something else!"

Yu Xiaogang asked eagerly.

The old soul master shook his head.

"He won't die. His Majesty Haotian has extremely strong vitality and a solid foundation. We just worked together to protect his heart meridian."

"But he is very weak right now and needs to recuperate for a long time. As for when he will wake up and whether he will suffer any aftereffects, that's up to fate."

Upon hearing that Tang Hao was not dead, Tang San's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

He lay on the edge of the bed, gripping the sheets tightly until his fingernails broke.

"Father, what exactly happened to you...?"

Just when everyone was at a loss and the atmosphere in the room was incredibly oppressive.

Tang Hao, lying in his hospital bed, suddenly started coughing violently.

"Cough cough cough!"

He suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of dark purple blood.