Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 541 The Son of the Sea God Descends

"A thousand streams!"

Tang Chen descended from mid-air, pulling Poseidon into his arms like a rooster that had won a courtship, chest puffed out, and laughed heartily, "My old friend, you really came!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes were complicated. He simply nodded, but his eyes became more and more determined: Xue'er must also become a god, but before that, he must prevent Tang Chen from meeting Xue Qinghe!

"That's the Spirit Hall's trump card: Qian Daoliu." Ning Fengzhi's eyes narrowed, and he said softly, "His aura is indeed magnificent. I didn't expect to see so many peerless masters in this setting."

Sword Douluo stared at Qian Daoliu for a long while before looking away and sighing, "I am still no match for him."

"What's wrong with Senior Sword Douluo?" Tang San asked.

"It's nothing much. When my father broke through to level 98, he fought against a level 99 expert. He was defeated by one move and later died from his injuries." Chen Xin recounted this past event. "My father was quite open-minded. He was prepared to die when he challenged the opponent, but I can't quite let it go... Now I'm certain that the person was Qian Daoliu."

The peerless master of level ninety-nine—

Tang Chen's weapon is the Haotian Hammer. His father longs to spar with sword masters, so he probably won't seek him out. Besides, Tang Chen has likely been working on breaking through to level 100 in recent years, so he hasn't had the chance to fight his father either. Poseidon is far away on Poseidon Island, and his father has never been to sea.

And Tang San...

Even if Chen Xin were to think for a second, she would never connect the newly promoted peerless master with her father's serious injury, back when Tang Hao was just a little kid.

Therefore, the only known peerless master on the continent is Qian Daoliu, and all those who possess the Angelic Martial Soul are skilled in swordsmanship.

"So, Senior Sword Douluo wants revenge?" Tang San asked.

"No, as I said, my father is determined to die, so there is no need for me to avenge him. However, as a master swordsman, I also want to challenge him."

Chen Xin's gaze was sharp as a sword, but it was Tang Chen's wedding day, and it was not advisable to make a move, otherwise it would be disrespectful to a level 100 expert.

Moreover, he is still a short distance from his deceased father's cultivation level, so even if he were to challenge him, it would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

Tang San knew he couldn't persuade Chen Xin about his obstinacy, so he nodded slightly and said, "Then I congratulate you on your future success, Senior."

"I hope so." Sword Douluo was somewhat melancholy, but quickly regained his composure. After all, if he thought about it seriously, defeating Qian Daoliu in the future wouldn't be difficult—his sect had planted Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor, and he could also enter the Spirit Beast Illusion Space to fight those spirit beasts and increase the age of his spirit rings; secondly, his sect had Tang San as a good son-in-law, and if he obtained a few good things, he might be able to annihilate Qian Daoliu in the future.

However, he still preferred to challenge Qian Daoliu with his own strength, as this was a testament to his own swordsmanship... sincerity!

He always felt strange about relying on other forces.

[As expected, it's still because of Tang San. The times are changing too fast, and I'm not so confident in the sword in my hand anymore... But isn't this also a kind of test?]

Sword Douluo thought this through and intended to use it as a test to motivate himself to keep moving forward in the future.

"XiXi, would you like to dance with me?" Just then, Tang Chen interrupted Tang San and the others' conversation and extended an invitation to Poseidon.

"I do." Poseidon readily agreed, her eyes only on Tang Chen.

And so, the two, a man and a woman, both over two or three hundred years old, held hands and danced gracefully in the square.

The man was confident, and the woman was shy.

To an outsider, they would look like a young couple in their early twenties, deeply in love.

However, for long-lived species, age is not an issue at all. What is important is to maintain a youthful mindset and a pure sense of self. Otherwise, wisdom will be distorted or even destroyed over the long course of time.

At the age of two or three hundred, they can still maintain such a passionate relationship... They hold a very important place in each other's hearts.

Tang San could only sigh inwardly: No wonder it's the Continent of Love!

Of course, this is also because the two were born in an era with fewer entertainment options. They were either cultivating or fighting, so their minds were relatively simple. Poseidon, in particular, probably had never really left Poseidon Island before today, making her a complete homebody.

If these two had been born in the era of Dou San or Dou Si, they probably wouldn't have been able to be so pure.

After all~

The father of Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, and Tang Yuehua of the Haotian Sect is Tang Chen's son, but this son was not born to Poseidon.

Of course, according to the original setting, Tang Chen was already married and had children before he met Poseidon, but his wife seemed to have passed away, so he pursued Poseidon.

Lust at first sight?

Or perhaps it's simply because of mutual admiration?

Tang San felt that both were true.

at this time.

The disciples of Haotian present formed a circle and shouted loudly:

"May the mighty heavens prosper forever!"

"The vast ocean! Its waves are boundless!"

Tang Chen and Poseidon strolled hand in hand, back and forth, spinning, leaping, stepping through the void, walking with unparalleled elegance.

Many of those below were envious.

But some people seemed to have smashed a jar of vinegar, their eyes glazed over, sighing softly incessantly—Qian Daoliu can be said to be a typical example of "fallen flowers with feelings".

Unfortunately, Poseidon was indifferent to Qian Daoliu, only remembering Tang Chen's kindness...

Finally, the ball ended.

The rest of the Haotian Sect members greeted the guests. Tang San glanced around and did not see Tang Hao, but he could sense that Tang Hao was cultivating on a mountain peak several kilometers away from the Haotian Sect. The overwhelming killing intent was restrained and calm, but in the eyes of a peerless expert, it was like a bright fire in the dark night, which was particularly conspicuous.

Tang San did not use his primordial spirit power to investigate the specific situation, after all, this was someone else's territory, and it would be impolite to do so, and he always respected people's privacy.

"Everyone, welcome to my wedding, Tang Chen, and Poseidon, the High Priestess of Seagod Island." Tang Chen addressed the crowd, his voice booming as if it exploded in everyone's ears. "I sincerely thank you all; the future growth and prosperity of the Clear Sky Sect will depend on your help!"

Everyone offered a few words of flattery, more or less.

Just as the wedding ceremony was about to proceed as normal, Poseidon suddenly looked eastward, revealing the pattern of the Trident of the Sea God between her brows. The other six Guardian Douluos of Seagod Island did the same.

"The son of the sea god has been born!"

Poseidon was incredulous; she had never imagined that on her wedding day, the sea god would choose her successor.

The wedding can't go on!

The birth of the son of the sea god is a matter of course for the high priest of the island of the sea god, who must go and meet him. This is a testament to his devotion to the sea god.

But Tang Chen...

(End of this chapter)

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