Chapter 47 Is the Haotian Hammer just for showing off?
Chapter 47 Is the Haotian Hammer just for showing off?
Chapter 47 Is the Haotian Hammer just for showing off?
"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, I want to marry Rongrong to Tang San!"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, the two Title Douluos were not surprised, but simply asked, "But Lin Yu...?"
"snort!"
Ning Fengzhi snorted coldly, his tone tinged with icy sarcasm: "He has been unwilling to reveal the gunpowder formula, simply to use it as leverage to bargain with us later."
After a moment of contemplation, Bone Douluo slowly said, "Lin Yu is already a disciple of our sect, and he is the most talented among all the disciples. He will surely become an indispensable pillar of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the future."
"If Tang San hadn't appeared, Lin Yu would undoubtedly have been Rongrong's ideal choice."
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi seemed to have made up his mind. He said in a low voice, "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, do you know who Tang San's father is?"
"Who is it?"
Seeing Ning Fengzhi's solemn expression, the two Title Douluos couldn't help but take it seriously.
"Tang Hao!"
After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, Jian Gu and the other man were immediately shocked.
……
The next day, at the main gate of Shrek Academy.
Who is Tang San?
Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, inquired in a calm yet slightly weathered tone.
"That's me."
Tang San stepped forward slowly, simultaneously raising his soul power to its optimal state.
Titan asked calmly, "Was it you who injured my son and grandson yesterday?"
"Yes."
Tang San nodded, not wanting to explain further.
"it is good."
Titan's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and a tremendous power burst forth from his body.
"Kid, showing off requires real skill! I won't bully you by fighting; how about we make a bet?"
"What are we betting on?"
Tang San stared directly at his opponent, only to see Titan casually wave his hand, and a stick of incense flew out from his sleeve, shooting dozens of meters like a sharp arrow, and nailing itself onto the academy gate, the tip of the incense burning at the same time.
"I won't make a move or release my martial spirit. If you can withstand the pressure I release for even the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you win. I'll have Taino and his son Tailong kowtow to you and apologize."
"If you lose, I want you to join our Power Clan."
Titan announced the bet, but before Tang San could speak, Oscar interjected, "That's not fair."
"So what do you think we should do?"
Titan ignored Oscar and instead asked Tang San.
Oscar, the chicken essence expert, chimed in, "It's simple! If you lose, you'll join Tang San's family."
Titan ignored Oscar, a hint of doubt in his eyes, and looked at Tang San, asking, "Oh? You have a family too?"
"Yes, my family is called the Tang Clan."
This time, Tang San took the initiative to speak up, lest Oscar steal all the spotlight.
"Tang Clan?"
Titan searched his memory but had never heard of such a sect, let alone one that was powerful.
He nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, it's settled then."
As a pure strength-type Soul Master, the pressure released by Titan naturally comes from strength.
To win the bet, he started by putting 60% of his pressure on himself.
Tang San felt as if his body was about to be crushed by this immense pressure. He had never felt this way when he faced Dugu Bo.
This duel is a silent battle, but it is extremely dangerous.
Tang San's clothes were soaked through, but he gritted his teeth and persevered: "I absolutely cannot fall! Otherwise, all the prestige I've painstakingly built up over the years will be for naught..."
Zhao Wuji's gaze fell on Titan, his expression extremely solemn: "I didn't expect it to be this old guy. Tang San is probably in trouble this time."
"Do you know him?"
Xiao Wu asked somewhat anxiously.
Zhao Wuji nodded with a grim expression: "This old guy is extremely terrifying, his soul power has reached the level of an 80th-level Soul Douluo. Back then, I accidentally injured his cousin, and he chased me everywhere, which is why I founded Shrek Academy with Flander."
Hearing this, Xiao Wu panicked and couldn't help but shout, "Brother, if it's not working, just admit defeat!"
"..."
A man can do anything, except be incapable.
Upon hearing Xiao Wu's voice, Tang San's mind wavered slightly, and the immense pressure from Titan seized the opportunity to penetrate.
With a "whoosh," Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood.
My head may be severed, my blood may flow, but my hairstyle must not be messed up.
With lightning speed, he stuffed Oscar's large sausage into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed.
It was only by the heat from the sausage rising that it managed to stay upright and not collapse.
Tang San's clothes ripped, and eight spider spears suddenly extended from his back, with the bottom four spears plunging directly into the ground to support his body.
The four spider spears on top swayed slightly, and the red and white light became exceptionally dazzling.
Titan immediately noticed something amiss; with the release of the Eight Spider Lances, Tang San's ability to withstand pressure had clearly increased.
"So it's an external soul bone..."
"Boy, it seems I can't let you live today!"
With that in mind, Titan immediately increased the pressure from 60% to 90%.
The surrounding air, which had been slowly distorting, suddenly became restless, as if water was surging violently, with layers of ripples like raging waves sweeping towards Tang San.
--puff
Tang San coughed up another mouthful of blood, unable to hold on any longer.
"Are we going to lose? Are we really going to lose? No, absolutely not!"
Having finally established himself as a cool and collected person, how could he easily give it up?
Tang San's eyes lit up without warning, and two beams of golden-purple light shot out instantly.
Titan was caught off guard, feeling as if his brain had been pricked by a needle, his mind went blank, and his eyes felt intensely stinging and burning.
However, Tang San spat out another mouthful of blood, his face turned deathly pale, and he swayed precariously, on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
"Kid, if you don't admit defeat, don't blame me for being impolite!"
As an elder, Titan first issued a warning to avoid giving others cause for gossip.
Xiao Wu, Zhao Wuji, and the others were really worried that if Tang San continued to pretend, he would lose his life, so they urgently urged him, "Xiao San, just admit defeat!"
"No."
Tang San refused, but blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth. He stubbornly insisted, "Please continue."
"Kid, you're such a show-off! Since that's how it is, I'll grant your wish!"
After Titan finished speaking, he released the pressure of his full soul power, and the surrounding air fluctuated again.
Tang San secretly retrieved his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, then slowly raised his left hand.
He focused all his attention on his left hand, his last hope: "Whether I can pretend one more time depends entirely on you!"
A dense black light surged from his palm and gradually condensed into shape.
A small black hammer appeared in Tang San's palm, covered with deep, dark patterns.
He held the hammer to his chest, forcefully resisting the Titan's oppressive aura.
"This is……"
Titan was shocked, and the pressure that had been rushing towards Tang San instantly lessened.
At this moment, seven dazzling streams of light descended from the sky, enveloping Tang San's body like a rainbow.
Tang San's body trembled violently, his dull skin regained its luster, and he couldn't help but groan, "Ugh!"
He slowly closed his eyes, trying to feel the sudden, intense sour sensation.
At the same time, a deep and powerful voice rang out from all directions: "Old gorilla, what kind of skill is it to bully the weak? If you want to fight, then let me accompany you!"
Amidst the flickering light and shadow, three more people appeared in the arena.
"Who do we have here? It's Sect Leader Ning and Bone Douluo. Greetings from this old man."
Titan's pupils contracted sharply, and the three people who appeared were Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
(End of this chapter)
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