Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is Golden Light, all I want is more money.

Chapter 23 Tang Hao's Attack

Looking at the figure in the air, Xiao Wu's face turned deathly pale with fright, and she seemed to stop breathing in terror.

One titled Douluo is bad enough, but now another one has appeared.

"Who do we have here? It's Chrysanthemum Pass."

Gu Rong smiled dismissively, confident that he was not afraid of Chrysanthemum Pass in a one-on-one fight.

"You bastard, how dare you call me 'Chrysanthemum Pass'!"

Yue Guan leaped down, his right hand unleashing countless golden petals that instantly transformed into countless sharp blades that flew towards the ancient banyan tree.

The ancient banyan tree's spatial vortex flashed, easily blocking the attack.

Then, feigning nonchalance, he said with a sarcastic tone, "Oh dear, it seems that without Ghost, your rotten chrysanthemum is no good."

Ju Huaguan was furious, her face turning ashen. Unfortunately, her martial spirit wasn't suited for attacking, so she raised her delicate fingers and, in a voice that sent chills down everyone's spine, called out reproachfully to the sky, "Old ghost, why aren't you coming out!"

The ghost hiding in the shadows froze, then transformed into a ghostly shadow and descended from the sky.

"Chrysanthemum Pass, you're really slow. Why didn't you just let the little rabbit kidnap you?"

"I can't beat him."

Watching the two flirting, Gu Rong's face darkened.

A titled Douluo, what's the worst thing he could do, messing around with Nantong!

Fortunately, neither I nor Lao Jianren are involved in Nantong.

Gu Rong coldly shouted, "Hey! Are you two still going to fight or not? If not, then get lost!"

Yue Guan looked disdainful: "Vulgar, truly vulgar, all you think about is fighting. It seems your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School isn't exactly peaceful either."

"Why waste words with him? Let's all attack!"

The ghost was a ruthless and taciturn creature. In the blink of an eye, countless ghostly mists rose up, and from the center of the mists, a giant skeletal hand suddenly slammed down on the ancient banyan tree.

Backstage, King Barak, his face flushed with fervor, shouted excitedly, "Saron, quickly mobilize your troops! Now that a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast has appeared in our Barak Kingdom, we certainly can't let outsiders snatch it away!"

Saron asked hesitantly, "Then the exchange tournament is canceled?"

If troops were to be mobilized here now, it would inevitably lead to the alienation of the masses and the expulsion of everyone, which would ruin the competition and waste all the manpower, resources, and money they had invested in writing these past few months.

"What's the point of even holding an event? This is a 100,000-year-old soul beast; we might only ever see one like it in our lifetime!"

King Barak grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth.

Saron cautioned, "They are three Title Douluo."

"A Titled Douluo? So what if he's a Titled Douluo? How many squads can he take on?"

King Barak was panting heavily, looking every bit like a gambler. The allure of the 100,000-year-old soul beast had driven him completely mad!

Seeing that the king was determined to go his own way, Saron knew he couldn't fight against him, so he had no choice but to clasp his hands in a gesture of respect and say, "Yes! I'll go and mobilize the troops right away."

at the same time.

Gu Rong single-handedly held off two Title Douluos. Although it looked extremely difficult, the Bone Douluo, known for his unpredictable and elusive nature, truly lived up to his reputation.

"Uncle Bone, I'm here to help you!"

Three streams of light swiftly rushed into the ancient banyan's body, and the amplification of the Soul Saint-level Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda instantly manifested.

At this moment, Gu Rong not only showed no signs of strain, but even waved provocatively at the two of them: "Come on, keep going!"

On the other side...

Saron was very efficient; the crowd in the venue was quickly cleared out, leaving only a few daring young Soul Masters.

Zhang Zhiwei happened to be among them.

At this moment, he stared intently at the battle between the three on the field, secretly thinking, "Fight on, fight on, you might as well beat Tang Hao to a pulp."

Suddenly, a domineering and unrestrained voice rang out from the sky: "How dare a mere chrysanthemum or a little devil touch my people!"

"Who goes there?!"

The three of them, including Gu Rong, looked up at the sky at the same time.

There was a loud bang.

A colossal hammer slammed down, creating a crater several meters deep.

With disheveled hair and dressed in rough, tattered linen clothes, Tang Hao, looking like a wild man, suddenly appeared not far in front of the group.

"Tang Hao!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions changed drastically, and at the same time, the wounds that Tang Hao had inflicted on them years ago seemed to start to ache again.

As survivors of that battle, no one understood better than them just how powerful Tang Hao's outburst truly was.

Keep in mind that Tang Hao had only just broken through to the Title Douluo level back then, and now, more than ten years later, how much has Tang Hao's strength improved?

Yue Guan and Gui Mei dared not even think about it.

"Dad!" Tang San exclaimed with delight upon seeing the newcomer.

Upon seeing that his father was a Title Douluo, Tang San's despair, which had been fueled by the three Title Douluos vying for Xiao Wu, was suddenly rekindled.

Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, and nine spirit rings fell one after another.

Unlike other titled Douluo, Tang Hao's last spirit ring was red!

This also indicates that this is a 100,000-year soul ring!

Upon seeing the 100,000-year-old soul ring, Gu Rong, who was standing to the side, immediately began to feel a bit wary of Tang Hao.

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"Fengzhi, how about..." Gu Rong was about to say that he would take Xiao Wu and run away with him.

Ning Fengzhi suddenly interrupted him, shaking his head slightly: "Uncle Gu, forget it. It's not worth offending Tang Hao and the Clear Sky Sect for a 100,000-year-old soul bone."

At this moment, he only had Bone Douluo by his side, so it was impossible for him to snatch Xiao Wu from Tang Hao's hands.

Since that's the case, why not give it to Tang Hao? You'll also gain a favor in return.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi immediately decided to state his position: "Tang Hao, our three upper sects have always been of one mind. Since this is your prey, then our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will withdraw."

Tang Hao was overjoyed and clasped his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you very much, Sect Leader Ning. I owe you a favor for this!"

Tang Hao shouted loudly at Tang San, "San, grab your girlfriend and run! I'll cover the rest!"

Upon hearing the term "girlfriend," Xiao Wu frowned slightly, wanting to object, but remained silent, as survival was the priority at the moment.

"good!"

Tang San was overjoyed. His previous feelings of inferiority were now healed by a strange sense of confidence.

His own father was actually a Title Douluo!

"Is this Tang San's father?"

The Shrek team was in turmoil.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, in particular, felt a deep sense of regret.

Damn it, you have a titled Douluo as your father, why didn't you say so sooner!

The two of them often gossiped about Tang San behind his back, and they were also the only two people in the entire Shrek Academy who had ever clashed with Tang San and Xiao Wu.

The two huddled together in fear, afraid that Tang San would notice them and then take the opportunity to retaliate.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhu Zhuqing's dim eyes revealed unconcealed disappointment.

As we all know, disappointment accumulates.

Disappointment after disappointment.

Zhu Zhuqing had grown to the point where she no longer held any hope for Dai Mubai.

Just as her gaze darkened, she caught a glimpse of a dog acting suspiciously out of the corner of her eye.

Zhu Zhuqing looked in that direction.

Zhang Zhiwei was seen moving with light steps, as if afraid of disturbing the titled Douluo, slowly inching towards the door.

This cautious demeanor is a stark contrast to Zhang Zhiwei's impressive display of power on stage just moments ago.

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but chuckle, but at the same time, she also felt a little curious.

Why is Zhang Zhiwei in such a hurry to do something?

Generally speaking, shouldn't a normal young Soul Master be extremely excited to see a battle between Title Douluos?

It's like the people of the Dragon Kingdom in their past life seeing a little boy explode on an island nation.

(End of this chapter)