Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 271 By any means necessary
"Arrest Tang San!" Emperor Xueye clapped his hands lightly.

When Tang Hao attacked Xue Qinghe, the two were already mortal enemies.

Without allowing any obstacles of means or morality, Xue Ye immediately decided to take action against Tang San to force Tang Hao to submit obediently.

Following his command, the imperial guards within the Heaven Dou Empire's palace began to move, and numerous soldiers surrounded Tang San.

"What do you want to do?" Tang San asked coldly.

The guards ignored Tang San and instead carried out Emperor Xue Ye's will, forming a group of four to fully charge their crossbows.

"Tang San."

Haotian Douluo, wielding the enormous Haotian Hammer, witnessed this scene and felt a chill run down his spine. He drew upon boundless power as he wielded the Haotian Hammer, bringing it crashing down from above.

"Snowy night, if you dare to hurt my son, I will make you pay the price!" Tang Hao's tone was icy.

His face flushed red with grief and indignation, and his hair stood on end as if he had been struck by lightning.

The crimson-patterned Haotian Hammer descended into the national protection formation constructed by the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace, emitting a tremendous, sky-shaking vibration.

Bang!
Outside the palace, the earth shook violently, and dust filled the sky, staining the world.

But inside the palace, everything was safe and sound.

"Imperial Guards, carry out my orders!"

A sudden sigh on a snowy night.

The Imperial Guards raised their bows and arrows, and under the guidance of the priest, numerous arrows flew towards Tang San.

"Damn it!" Tang San felt a chill run down his spine.

While a hidden weapon is highly offensive and can threaten even a Soul Saint or a Soul Douluo, it doesn't mean its defensive capabilities are at the same level.

Faced with dozens or even hundreds of arrows from Soul Kings, Tang San could hardly defend himself even with his best efforts.

"Purple Demonic Eyes!"

"Ghostly!"

The Purple Demon Eye observed the direction of the arrows, while the Ghostly Shadow moved with unpredictable steps, its body displaying a strange agility, dodging the barrage of arrows in the infinitely narrow gaps.

But as this round ends, the momentum for the next round is already building.
"No, this can't go on," Tang San thought to himself.

However, her father, who was in the sky, had been isolated by the formation of the Heavenly Dou Palace and could not come down to rescue her.

A smile curved Xueye's lips: "Hehe."

His expression was extremely anxious, but he had no time to think, and he immediately stepped forward and questioned the matter with righteous indignation:

"Emperor Xueye, you are the ruler of a country, how could you commit such an evil act?"

"Since ancient times, it has been said that 'the sins of one's parents should not be visited upon one's wife and children,' but I have not done anything wrong, so why are you attacking me?"

Tang San portrayed himself as righteous, seemingly trying to use morality to oppress Xue Ye: "If you dare to injure me with swords today, tomorrow others will naturally do the same to your princes and grandsons!"

Xue Ye raised an eyebrow: "You've attacked my princes and grandsons?"

"I've executed more members of your entire family than you've eaten all the meals, yet none of them have managed to crawl out of hell to find me?"

The clash of surging forces aggravated Tang Hao's previous injuries, causing him to take two deep breaths.

"Snowy night!" Tang Hao's tone was extremely heavy: "Spare my son, and I can apologize to you!"

In Tang Hao's eyes, it was already a great honor for him to have a Title Douluo personally apologize: "Don't be ungrateful."

A joyful feeling welled up in my heart on this snowy night.

"Why?"

"You dare to think you can just apologize and let it go after such a grave offense as ambushing my son Qinghe?"

Poison Douluo elegantly scoffed, "How wishful thinking!"

Emperor Xueye stared intently at Tang San, his expression arrogant and disdainful, maintaining the demeanor of an imperial monarch: "You'll likely never witness someone else ambush my prince."

His gaze radiated a fiery light. Although the Heavenly Dou Empire was corrupt and incompetent, all power would be unified under the will of his monarch.

I am a hardliner and will not accept any form of threat, nor will I accept any conditions under duress.

"Imperial Guards, fire for me!" Xueye gave the order again.

"hateful!"

Tang San saw the dense barrage of arrows, and cold sweat slid down his forehead and neck.

Even with the best efforts to activate the Ghostly Shadow Technique, it could only deflect the vast majority of arrows.

Three more fine iron arrows remained, arranged in a triangular pattern, aimed at Tang San's left arm, right hand, and lower abdomen.

"Xuanyu Hand!"

In an instant, his right hand, white as jade, blocked one of the arrows, but the remaining two arrows pierced through his left hand and abdomen.

Blood slowly flowed down the wound
"Tang San."

Two urgent voices came from outside.

Tang San knew how to make poisons and antidotes, knew about hidden weapons and immortal herbs, and was also familiar with the casting methods of iron materials, but he didn't know how to bandage.

Because the master didn't teach it, and it wasn't recorded in the Xuan Tian Treasure Record, they only study profound and unfathomable content, and wouldn't teach Tang San these basic common sense things.
"Emperor Xueye!"

The master's voice reached my ears.

Yu Xiaogang exuded unparalleled confidence as he calmly walked forward, seemingly oblivious to everything else in the world.

"Emperor Xueye, please spare Tang San!"

"On what grounds?" Poison Douluo demanded.

When Poison Douluo saw Yu Xiaogang again, he suddenly thought of arresting him and torturing him, because his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, had been led astray by his theories.
"That's all!"

A radiant light shone from the master's pupils.

He rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a token from the "Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex" sect, which he then showed to Emperor Xueye.

Yu Yuanzhen made his decisions based on the interests of the sect. When Yu Xiaogang presented the "Purple Demon Eye" to the sect, he naturally received a token representing the sect.

"Oh?" Xueye asked in surprise.

Upon seeing the token, his expression became hesitant.

Weiwei glanced at Tang San and sighed inwardly: "Two members of the top three sects are vouching for you, does that mean you have a lot of power behind you?"

Tang San groaned, blood slowly flowing from his lower abdomen, while the Imperial Guards raised their crossbows for the next round.

"Grandmaster!"

When he looked at the master again, he seemed to be radiating a vast and magnificent light.

"Master, you've arrived just in time."

Tang San let out a painful scream, looking at the Grandmaster with a sincere expression, eagerly awaiting Yu Xiaogang's next move.

Yu Xiaogang faced Emperor Xueye and asked, "Could you heal my disciple's injuries first?"

Seeing the penetrating wound in Tang San's lower abdomen and the continuous flow of bright red blood, Yu Xiaogang hesitated.

"Healing injuries?"

Xue Qinghe said calmly, "Father, Tang San is one of the healing soul masters who came this time. He must have a way to heal himself."

"Yes!" Xueye nodded gently. "That's how it should be!"

Poison Douluo asked with some curiosity, "But what if he's just a charlatan?"

"Then let's just wait to die!" Xue Qinghe shrugged.

"The healing soul master who was killed by Tang San's hidden weapon didn't put up any resistance, did he?"

"No!" Tang Hao outside resolutely refused.

"Get my son treated right now, or I'll smash your palace to pieces!"

He raised the Haotian Hammer once more and brought it down, unleashing boundless energy that further aggravated his injuries.

However, this hammer blow subtly shook the palace's formation, and signs of cracking appeared in the northwest direction.
(End of this chapter)