Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 302 Tang San's Self-Salvation

The moment the pale red arrow was shot, Tang Hao's hair stood on end; he sensed a deadly aura.

This came from his intuition. Coming out of the killing city, and having crawled through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he gained a sense of danger. He had a feeling of facing Qian Xunji back then.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Tang Hao decisively detonated all his spirit rings except for the ninth, merging them into the Clear Sky Hammer.

Blood gushed uncontrollably from Tang Hao's mouth, but he no longer cared about the damage to his body. If he couldn't withstand this attack, he might die.

The spirit ring exploded, and the white killing god domain patterns on the dark Clear Sky Hammer were stained red, making it look even more menacing. Combined with Tang Hao's hair, which was swirling with spirit power, and his somewhat ferocious facial expression, he looked like a true god or demon.

Arrows are always fast, especially when Han Li doesn't consciously control their speed.

The two collided.

Because the Martial Soul True Form had been unleashed, the pale red arrow was no longer as small as before; it resembled a long spear soaring into the sky, and upon contact, it finally unleashed its due brilliance.

At the very tip of the arrow, upon contact with the Haotian Hammer, extreme cold and heat erupted. On its tip, a miniature diagram of ice and fire spun and bloomed, like a millstone, absorbing all the force of the opponent and then shattering it with the power of ice and fire.

In mid-air, the soul power fluctuated violently, but not a single bit of power penetrated below. Looking up at the two people fighting, they couldn't even feel a trace of the air currents.

The sky was covered in two colors, but Han Li seemed somewhat dissatisfied. He had to admit that Tang Hao's decisiveness was somewhat beyond his expectations. He had not hesitated to explode Ah Yin's soul ring as well, forcefully blocking his soul power erosion with a huge amount of energy.

Fortunately, his martial soul is a bow, not an arrow. Which martial soul's true form can only fire one shot?

On either side of his phantom, the two phantom dragons coiled above his martial spirit roared once more. They soared into the air, passing through the spirit ring above Han Li's head like leaping over a dragon gate, and landed in the center of the bow. An arrow with a pale red phantom dragon above it was nocked and transformed into a beam of light, throwing itself into the arrow that was currently battling the Clear Sky Hammer.

Perhaps due to the shared energy source, it burrowed in from the tail and, in an instant, became a divine dragon the size of an ordinary arrow. Under Tang Hao's horrified gaze, it swam across the Yin-Yang Diagram and plunged headfirst into the Haotian Hammer.

Click.

The Haotian Hammer, whose head was the size of a small mountain, developed a crack on its surface after it sank into the hole.

As this sound began, a series of cracking sounds rang out one after another, and more and more cracks appeared, spreading from the hammerhead to the handle.

boom

With a loud bang, the Clear Sky Hammer exploded, along with Tang Hao's arms.

"ah."

Tang Hao's somewhat mournful voice rang out in mid-air. On his shoulders, one area was charred black, and the other was covered with pure white ice crystals. On both sides of his body, two soul bones floated, seemingly because his arms had disappeared too quickly and he hadn't had time to react or fall.

The pale red arrow trembled slightly, stopped in front of his heart, and then disintegrated on its own, turning into crimson and pure white, sweeping up the energy in mid-air that was surging due to the explosion and disintegration of the Haotian Hammer.

Only then did the arrow, imbued with the fifth soul skill and fired for the first time by Han Li's martial soul true body, slowly land on Tang Hao.

It didn't even pierce Tang Hao's clothes, but it stopped Tang Hao's body and the two soul bones beside him from falling, and they just floated quietly in mid-air.

Tang Hao was defeated, with no chance of fighting back.

His martial spirit shattered, his spirit rings exploded, his arms were damaged, and his aura instantly plummeted to the level of a mere Soul Douluo.

All eyes were on Han Li, who had already deactivated his Martial Soul True Form, in mid-air.

Then, following his gaze, it fell downwards.

It was a figure also dressed in black robes. He had already stretched out his hands, and judging from his actions, his target was Tang San and Xiao Wu, who were standing in place.

"Sect Leader Tang Xiao, what are you planning to do?"

Tang Xiao's hands froze in mid-air. He slowly raised his head and saw Tang Hao floating beside Han Li. Arrows kept appearing around Han Li, one every two seconds, keeping Tang Hao floating.

Tang Xiao saw Tang Hao, who had lost both arms, and slowly withdrew his hands.

This was an agreement he made with his younger brother: when Tang Hao launched his final attack, he would take Tang San and Xiao Wu with him. As long as they could escape successfully, they would still have room to maneuver afterward.

But to everyone's surprise, Tang Hao was defeated far too quickly, and he was even caught red-handed.

Now, this is troublesome.

Tang Xiao opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer, because he knew very well that whatever he said would be wrong. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been here in the first place.

"Tang Hao colluded with spirit beasts to murder the former Pope. He has now been apprehended. Any questions?"

Han Li's voice rang out throughout the venue.

"On what grounds can your Spirit Hall convict others? What did my father do wrong? From the beginning until now, it's all just your side of the story."

It was Tang San who spoke. He, who had been ignored all along, finally erupted at this moment. His eyes had turned blood red as he stared intently at Han Li in mid-air.

Tang San had finally found his father, only to have his arms smashed in mid-air. And from the hesitation in his uncle, whom he had never met before, Tang San could already sense that he had been abandoned.

At this moment, he had to stand up; he didn't want to die.

He was just beginning to rise to power, how could he die at this time? He was unwilling to accept it, and for this reason, he didn't mind dragging everyone down with him.

Oh.

Han Li's lips curled up slightly. The little mouse that he had been ignoring couldn't help but jump out. He thought it would be like the assassin, only choosing to perish together with the enemy at the very end.

It seems that even as an assassin, he wasn't that qualified.

"Go on, what do you want to say? I don't mind hearing your 'insights'."

In Han Li's original script, Tang San had no role here. Even later, he only needed to quietly be a witness and then die. However, he never expected Tang San's will to live to be so strong.

However, he didn't mind playing with him for a while; perhaps it would even bring some surprises.

"You Spirit Hall claim that my father colluded with spirit beasts, but who can prove that? Where is the evidence? The only fact is that the former Pope tried to seize my mother's, no, Ah Yin's, spirit ring and spirit bone, but was repelled by my father."

"Who knows if this is a conspiracy you're using to slander the Haotian Sect?"

Tang San's voice was slightly shrill, and the change in his words made Tang Hao, who was enduring the pain, widen his eyes in surprise.

Han Li was stunned by what he said. Good heavens, a path he had never imagined before. He roughly knew what he wanted to do.

It's clear that Tang San is resorting to reckless language in order to save his life, even bringing up his mother, Ah Yin, whom he has never met.

"Hmm, you have a point, but have you forgotten that your existence is the best proof?"

Han Li pointed at Tang San and said something meaningful.

Tang San looked at him and said, word by word, "The aura of the soul beast on my body is merely a negative effect caused by a secret technique that my father and I developed."

"They are in the same situation, using the same secret technique as me. As a prince of the Star Luo Empire, everyone knows whether Dai Mubai is a soul beast or not. The aura of a soul beast cannot be used as evidence by the Spirit Hall to slander us."

"My father told me that he approached Ah Yin to study this secret technique and collude with soul beasts. But that's just the Spirit Hall's one-sided story. In fact, the truth is now lost to the dead."

From Tang Hao and Han Li's previous conversation, Tang San learned that the current situation was due to their aura being similar to that of transformed soul beasts, which led to them being mistaken for transformed soul beasts and thus forcing Tang Hao to take action.

He quickly realized the reason; perhaps it was due to the bone-changing secret technique. Now, this might be the only lifeline he could grasp, so he didn't hesitate to pour dirty water on his mother, whom he had never met.

For the sake of my father and me, my mother's spirit in heaven should understand. When he becomes strong enough, he will definitely clear her name and exonerate her. Tang San comforted himself in his heart.

"Clap clap clap clap"

As Tang San finished speaking, he saw Han Li clapping for him, his face full of admiration.

Filial piety is truly excessive, and at this moment, the kind-hearted Han Li also projected the situation onto the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

At this moment, Ah Yin, who had already awakened, along with Blue Silver King and Tian Meng, were watching all of this.

"So, Tang Hao, do you think Tang San is right?"

Han Li suddenly turned to look at Tang Hao, who was still floating beside him, and asked.

"The mistress is right, that's exactly it."

After a long silence, Tang Hao's lips moved, and he managed to utter a sentence with difficulty.

"It was all a misunderstanding."

Under everyone's gaze, Han Li shook his head, a hint of regret on his face.

"Tang San, can you confirm that everything you've said is true?"

Han Li's expression became much more serious, and his attitude seemed to have softened somewhat, leading to a lot of whispers among the crowd.

"certainly."

Tang San had finally seen a glimmer of hope, so how could he give up? His answer was quite decisive.

"Alright then."

Han Li nodded, his gaze sweeping over the people below, a thoughtful expression on his face, as if considering a suitable solution.

"Then..."

Han Li seemed to have finally made a decision, but just as he was about to say something, his gaze fixed on Xiao Wu, and his words came to an abrupt halt.

(End of this chapter)