Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 16 Tang Hao Discovers
There is a vast open space in the northern part of Shenghun Village. The sun shines directly down, making every inch of the land clearly visible.

Ren stood in the middle of the open space. He was wearing a black robe that swayed gently in the wind, making him look particularly mysterious.

There was no extra expression on his angular face, and his indifferent eyes made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

At this moment, Ren was playing with half of the root of the Styrax cymbidium in his hand, as if he was examining an insignificant object.

His bandaged hands used the power of abundance to suck madly! The appearance of the strange chrysanthemum remained unchanged, but it was already in form and worthless.

Then, he casually threw the so-called precious immortal item to Tang San.

The action was so casual, as if just a stone was thrown out.

The corner of Ren's mouth curled up, and then he made up a sentence and said casually:
"I found it outside the village. Since you like it so much, it's okay to give it to you."

Tang San was quick to catch the half root of the strange chrysanthemum, and his heart was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.

Of course, this little punk doesn't understand the great power of abundance!
At this moment, holding this magical item in his hand, he felt that his destiny would change drastically from then on.

He imagined the scene of himself successfully practicing and standing at the pinnacle of his practice, and couldn't help but raise a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.

Tang San quickly took the root of the strange chrysanthemum, feeling excited and thrilled.

“I can actually find this kind of treasure outside the village!”

Tang San was overjoyed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly.
"It seems that I, Tang San, am indeed the chosen one. The place where I was born actually hides such top-level resources!"

However, despite his joy, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little regretful and gloomy:
"How come I haven't discovered such a good thing before?
It's abominable that Blade got the upper hand! "

However, I don’t know if what he told me is true, so I have to hold back for now.

Since he is so powerful, he must have had many opportunities.

I'd be sorry to my butt, tummy and hands if I don't make good use of this!
Although he felt somewhat unwilling, Tang San quickly adjusted his mindset.
He knew that the seemingly indifferent Blade in front of him must have extraordinary experience and abundant resources.

Soon, Tang San showed respect on the surface, bent down 90 degrees, and held the root of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in both hands, as if holding a priceless treasure:
"Brother Ren, I, Tang San, will always remember your generosity. Here, I would also like to thank you on behalf of my father for your kindness!"

He paused, looked at the blade firmly, and continued:

"If I have any benefits in the future, I will definitely share them with Brother Ren. I will never forget what we did today!"

Tang San was extremely respectful on the surface. Looking at Tang San's appearance,

If there were no traces of battle still left on the ground, one would really think that the two men had become sworn brothers here.

[Ding! The protagonist pretends to obey the host but secretly disobeys him. The roleplaying progress is increased by 0.1%]

[Current role-playing progress: 10.66%]

Hearing the system's voice, Ren was no longer surprised. He just looked at him coldly, said nothing, and turned away.

In Holy Soul Village, the sun sets and the afterglow fills every corner of this small village.

The thatched roof of Tang San's thatched house glowed with golden light under the setting sun.

Inside, the light was dim, and dust was flying in the few rays of sunlight that came through the window.

Tang San pushed open the door and walked in with a staggering gait.

There was a trace of fatigue on his face and his clothes were covered with dirt and sweat, obviously he had been through a fierce battle.

He stood in the room, his body swaying slightly, not sure whether to sit down or continue standing.

His butt was sore from the previous battle that even sitting down became a luxury.

standing,

Because of the excessive physical exertion, his legs were shaking and he felt like he would collapse at any moment. Lying down?

That's even more impossible, he still has housework to do and his father is waiting for him to take care of him!

Moreover, he hasn't even practiced today's hammering technique!

"Xiao San, where have you been? Why did you take so long to come back?"

Tang Hao's voice came from the inner room, lazily and with a hint of indifference. It was obvious that he had just woken up from a nap, and his voice was still a little hazy.

Tang San's heart tightened, and he tried his best to make his voice sound calm:

"No, I just went out for a walk, picking some herbs or something."

Tang San said with a guilty conscience, his eyes flickering as he spoke.
He didn't dare look directly towards the inner room, for fear that his lie would be seen through by his father.

How could he possibly say that his twin martial spirits were hung up and beaten by others? Moreover, he knew in his heart that
The fact that he possessed twin martial spirits was so special and dangerous. He was easily defeated by Ren today, and this humiliation was hard for him to speak of.

How could he possibly tell his father that he was beaten so terribly outside?

Even if he said it out loud, could he still expect his father to help him teach Ren a lesson in secret?

He still doesn't know what level his father is at.
If he went and came back to find that he was also beaten, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood!

While busy in the kitchen, Tang San's inner thoughts were like a turbulent sea, complex and profound.

"Oh, today is really miserable."

Tang San was stir-frying the ingredients in the pot while talking to himself.

He could feel the pain in his buttocks, which was the mark left by the battle and the proof of his lack of strength.

"I clearly have twin martial spirits, but I was still easily defeated by Blade. Is this still my role model?!"

The scene of fighting with the blade kept replaying in his mind. Every attack by the opponent seemed so easy, while his own defense seemed so forced.

"Blade's strength is so unfathomable. How much has he hidden? But it doesn't matter. Just treat it as a whetstone for me to become stronger! Hehehe!"

The last rays of the setting sun shone through the window of the thatched cottage, casting a shadow on Tang San's busy figure.

The food in the pot was already smelling delicious, and Tang San was concentrating on adjusting the heat, trying to make this dinner even more delicious.

At this moment, Tang Hao lifted the door curtain and stepped out of the inner room.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, and seemed particularly sharp even in the dim room.

As a Titled Douluo, his perception of aura is far beyond that of ordinary people.

The moment he saw Tang San, his originally sleepy eyes instantly became solemn, as if he could penetrate the surface and look directly at the core of the problem.

Tang Hao frowned slightly. As a Titled Douluo, he naturally noticed that something was wrong with his son the moment he came out.

In addition, he now knew that his precious son had twin martial souls, so naturally he valued him many times more than before.

The fluctuations of his precious son's soul power were abnormally weak, which aroused inexplicable anger in him.

His eyes swept across Tang San's body quickly like sharp arrows.
Even though Tang San tried his best to cover himself, he still noticed the tears in his clothes and the corners of his clothes that were cut by sharp objects.

Those torn clothes seemed to be silently telling the misfortune that Tang San had encountered.

Tang Hao did not hesitate at all. His body moved almost instantly and rushed in front of Tang San.

He stretched out his big hand, tightly grasped Tang San's wrist, and pulled hard, pulling Tang San in front of him.

His eyes were full of scrutiny and he wanted to carefully check what had happened to his son!
(End of this chapter)