Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 184 Tang Hao's Fury
"Master, what should we do now?"

After losing the match and suffering damage to his martial spirit, Tang San was disheartened.

However, he still believed that his teacher would not deceive him and that he would definitely find a way to repair his martial soul.

Yu Xiaogang hesitated, then said, "Hmm?"

The martial spirit is damaged, but not to the point of being shattered, but the situation is still not optimistic.

Although he had learned some theories while in the Spirit Hall and written "The Ten Core Competencies of Spirits," Yu Xiaogang really didn't know what to do when it came to treatment plans for damaged spirits.
In front of his apprentices and the audience, face is important, but reputation is even more important.

Yu Xiaogang strode forward, his tone calm, never taking the crisis seriously: "It's just a damaged martial spirit."

"An ordinary Soul Master's Martial Soul is damaged, making it impossible for them to continue cultivating Soul Power."

"Little San!" The master gently patted his shoulder, comforting him earnestly, "Don't be afraid! You still have a martial soul. You can cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer first to increase your soul power level."

Tang San: "."

"Furthermore, based on my observations, there is a common phenomenon on the Douluo Continent: the higher a Soul Master's Soul Power level, the stronger their Martial Soul quality. Perhaps if your Soul Power level increases, your Blue Silver Grass will naturally recover!"

Yu Xiaogang spoke with unwavering conviction, his eyes gleaming with a bright light, his solemn expression deeply moving.

Tang San's tone was somewhat strained: "Perhaps."

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing made a suggestion: "I've heard that the Nine-Heart Begonia is the strongest healing type on the Douluo Continent. Maybe it can help you."

"Hehe!" Tang San chuckled dismissively.

Ye Lingling once helped Tang San, but he discovered that the Nine Heart Begonia could not heal his meridians, at least not as well as his own Xuan Tian Gong.

Therefore, Tang San believed that the title of the strongest healer in Douluo Continent was just a laughable title.
"Ye Lingling won't do!"

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang said in unison.

Yu Xiaogang was also very dissatisfied with Ye Lingling. Even if the Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master did nothing, her reputation could resound throughout the Douluo Continent, which had already subtly threatened his title of "Grandmaster". Perhaps out of jealousy, Yu Xiaogang rejected Zhu Zhuqing's proposal.

"Ah! Arrogance!"

In the VIP audience seats, Han Tao overheard their conversation and sighed slightly.

The Seven Star Begonia is a piece of the Blue Silver King's puzzle. If they really come to find Ye Lingling, they might have a chance to heal the Blue Silver Grass.

Right now,

A thunderous voice rang out: "Yu Xiaogang!"

"What the hell!"

"Knowing full well that my son was seriously injured, you still forced him to play in the game?"

"How did you become a master? Huh?"

Accompanied by an intense and surging rage, wild shouts echoed throughout Wuhun City.

The enormous Haotian Hammer, like a hundred-meter-high tower, suddenly crashed down and landed on the top of Yu Xiaogang's head.

Boom!
Yu Xiaogang held his hands horizontally in front of his head, trying to block the overwhelming attack of the Haotian Hammer.

Click!

With both arm bones crushed, Yu Xiaogang was knocked to the ground, lying face down like a fat toad.

Because Tang San was right there, Haotian Douluo was afraid of hurting Tang San, so he did not use too much power.

Otherwise, this blow would have been enough to kill it!

At the same time, the oppressive aura of the Title Douluo tore the Grandmaster's clothes apart, revealing his ugly, white appearance amidst the billowing dust.
"Big Sumeru Hammer!"

Upon getting close, he once again raised his Clear Sky Hammer high, and his spirit rings shattered.

In fact, there was no need to use the Soul Ring Detonation technique when facing a Great Soul Master, but at this moment, in order to express his anger, Tang Hao resolutely used his strongest attack.

"perhaps."

"Would dying under the Sumeru Haotian Hammer earn me a good reputation?"

On his deathbed, Yu Xiaogang thought to himself.

"Tang Hao!" Bibi Dong's icy voice rang out from the high platform. "Your insolence will not be tolerated within the Spirit Hall!"

With a wave of the Supreme Scepter, a dark red spider rose up to meet Tang Hao's Great Sumeru Hammer!

The intense collision made many viewers' ears ache, and even some low-level Soul Masters coughed up blood.

Yu Xiaogang, who was in the center of the battlefield, was among the weaker ones. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained his tattered and fluttering clothes on his chest, turning them crimson.

"Father!" Upon seeing this, Tang San immediately looked directly at Tang Hao without thinking and said, "Don't hurt my master!"

“Look, even your son doesn’t support you!” Bibi Dong chuckled.

Tang San refuted Tang Hao, which pleased Bibi Dong greatly.

But as she was enjoying herself, she suddenly thought of Qian Renxue, that rebellious daughter, and felt a wave of nausea: "Damn it!"

His fingers turned white with anger.
Tang Hao's tone was harsh, filled with exasperation: "Tang San, get out of the way!"

"A mistress." The master's lips suddenly curved into a smile.

As expected of my prized disciple, although his martial spirit is ruined, it's definitely not my fault.

Blue Silver Grass was inherently "useless," and even if I used all the theories I had learned in my life, I could not salvage its innate decline.

The reasons are objective and have nothing to do with me!

"No!" Tang San's expression was firm:
"My Blue Silver Grass has been damaged, and now I can only rely on the master's theory to repair the damage to my martial soul."

Tang Hao, enraged and embarrassed, retorted: "Master? His theories are utter nonsense!"

"Yu Xiaogang, how dare you stand here?"

"If you hadn't forced Tang San to compete, how could Tang San's spirit have been damaged?"

However, with Tang San positioned in front of it, it became difficult for him to continue his attack.

Where his anger needed to be vented, His Majesty Haotian turned to look at Dai Mubai, the captain of Shrek Academy.
"And you!"

Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!

At the finals of the National Elite Soul Master Competition, every participating team had an immediate replay view.

Dai Mubai's actions could not escape the eyes of a Title Douluo.

"What's wrong?" Dai Mubai opened his eyes in confusion.

Under Jiangzhu's treatment, the bleeding in his eyes subsided slightly, but his mental state had not yet recovered.

Before the pressure could subside for even a moment, a terrifying aura pressed down upon him:

"For the sake of a laughable succession to the throne, they encouraged Tang San to participate in the competition; they truly deserve to die!"

"Tang San's spirit was damaged while saving you. Today, I will make you pay the same price!"

The great Sumeru hammer is placed in the palm of the hand.

A vast surge of soul power coursed before him, resembling a terrifying hammer a hundred meters long, falling from the heavens to the ground and crashing down upon the newly awakened Dai Mubai.

"Na?"

Without time to think, he completed the spirit possession as quickly as possible, and all three spirit rings lit up at the same time.

The Haotian Hammer is not fast, but it is powerful and heavy, making it impossible to dodge.

"Zhu Zhuqing!"

Dai Mubai never gave up hope. As the captain of Shrek Academy, he gave Zhu Zhuqing the order: "Summon your Netherworld Cat and fuse it with my Martial Soul!"

Zhu Zhuqing did not make a move.

Yu Xiaogang looked at her in disbelief: "We are one team!"

"No!" Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip and resolutely refused.

(End of this chapter)