Douluo: Evolving from a Chameleon to a God

Chapter 47: Is the Clear Sky Hammer just used to show off?
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, I want to marry Rongrong... to Tang San!"

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, the two Title Douluo were not surprised, but just asked: "But Lin Yu...?"

"Humph!"

Ning Fengzhi snorted coldly, his tone was a bit chilly: "He has been unwilling to reveal the formula of gunpowder. He just wants to use it as a bargaining chip to bargain with us in the future."

Bone Douluo pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Lin Yu is already a disciple of our sect, and he is the most talented among all the disciples. He will definitely become an indispensable mainstay of our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in the future."

"If Tang San hadn't appeared, Lin Yu would undoubtedly be Rongrong's most ideal choice."

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi seemed to have made up his mind. He whispered, "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, do you know who Tang San's father is?"

"who is it?"

Seeing Ning Fengzhi's serious expression, the two Titled Douluo couldn't help but become serious.

"Tang Hao!"

After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, Jian Gu and the others were shocked.

……

The next day, at the gate of Shrek Academy.

"Who is Tang San?"

Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, asked in a calm but slightly weathered tone.

"I am."

Tang San walked forward slowly, while raising his soul power to its optimal state.

Tai Tan asked calmly, "You were the one who injured my son and grandson yesterday?"

"Yes."

Tang San nodded, not wanting to explain any more.

"it is good."

Titan's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and a tremendous force suddenly burst out from his body.

"Boy, showing off requires strength! I won't bully you. How about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

Tang San looked straight at the other party, only to see Tai Tan wave his hand casually, and a stick of incense flew out from his sleeve, flying dozens of meters like a sharp arrow and nailing on the gate of the academy, and the incense head burned at the same time.

"I won't attack or release my martial spirit. As long as you can hold out for one stick of incense under the pressure I release, you win. I'll make Tainuo and Tailong kowtow to you and apologize."

"If you lose, I want you to join our Power Clan."

Tai Tan mentioned the bet, but before Tang San could speak, Oscar said, "This is not fair."

"So what do you think?"

Tai Tan ignored Oscar and asked Tang San.

Oscar the Chicken interrupted again, "It's very simple! If you lose, you will join Tang San's family."

Titan never paid any attention to Oscar. With a hint of doubt in his eyes, he looked at Tang San and asked, "Oh? You also have a family?"

"Yes, my family is called Tang Clan."

This time, Tang San took the initiative to speak, lest Oscar steal all his prestige.

"Tangmen?"

Titan searched his mind, but had never heard of such a sect, let alone one so powerful.

He nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, it's settled."

As a pure power-type soul master, the pressure released by Titan naturally comes from strength.

In order to win the bet, he released 60% of his pressure at the beginning.

Tang San felt as if his body was about to be crushed by this enormous pressure. He had never had this feeling before when he faced Dugu Bo.

This confrontation was a silent battle, but extremely dangerous.

Tang San's clothes were soaked, but he still gritted his teeth and held on: "I absolutely cannot fall down! Otherwise, the prestige I have accumulated over the years will be ruined..."

Zhao Wuji's eyes fell on Tai Tan, his face looked extremely solemn: "I didn't expect it to be this old guy, Tang San may be in trouble this time."

"You know him?"

Xiao Wu asked anxiously.

Zhao Wuji nodded grimly: "This old guy is extremely terrifying, his soul power has reached the 80th level Soul Douluo. It was because I accidentally injured his cousin that he was hunted everywhere, so I founded Shrek Academy with Flanders." Hearing this, Xiao Wu panicked and couldn't help shouting: "Brother, if it doesn't work, just admit defeat."

"..."

Men can do anything except this.

When Tang San heard Xiao Wu's voice, his mind was slightly shaken, and the huge pressure from Titan took advantage of the opportunity to enter.

With a "wow" sound, Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood.

The head can be cut off, blood can flow, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up.

With extremely fast hands, he stuffed Oscar's big sausage into his mouth, chewed and swallowed.

Relying on the heat rising from the restored sausages, he was able to hold on and not fall down.

Tang San's collar tore, and eight spider spears suddenly extended from his back. The lower four spider spears directly penetrated the ground to support his body.

The four spider spears above swayed slightly, and the red and white light became particularly dazzling.

Titan immediately saw something. With the release of the Eight Spider Lances, Tang San's ability to withstand pressure became significantly stronger.

"It turns out to be an external soul bone..."

"Boy, it seems that I can't keep you here today!"

Thinking of this, Titan directly increased the pressure from 60% to 90%.

The air around him, which was originally twisting slowly, suddenly became restless, as if water was surging rapidly, and the layers of ripples were like surging waves, sweeping towards Tang San.

--puff
Tang San spat out another mouthful of blood and could no longer hold on.

"Are we going to lose? Are we really going to lose? No, absolutely not!"

I have finally established the image of a king, how could I give up so easily?

Tang San's eyes lit up without warning, and two golden-purple rays of light instantly spurted out.

Titan was caught off guard. He felt as if his brain was pricked by a needle. His mind was dizzy and his eyes felt a strong stinging and burning sensation.

However, Tang San spat out blood again, his face turned pale, and his whole body was shaky, and he might fall to the ground at any time.

"Boy, if you don't admit defeat, don't blame me for being rude!"

As an elder, Titan first issued a warning to avoid being criticized.

Xiao Wu, Zhao Wuji and the others were really worried that if Tang San continued to pretend, he would lose his life, so they urged him anxiously: "Xiao San, admit defeat!"

"Do not."

Tang San refused, but blood could not stop flowing from the corner of his mouth. He said stubbornly: "Please continue."

"Boy, you are really too pretentious! In this case, I will grant your wish!"

After Titan finished speaking, he released a pressure of 100% of his soul power, and the air around him began to fluctuate again.

Tang San secretly took back the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, and then slowly raised his left hand.

He focused all his attention on his left hand, which was his last hope: "Whether you can let me pretend again depends entirely on you!"

A ball of thick black light surged from the palm of his hand and gradually condensed into shape.

A small black hammer appeared in Tang San's palm, covered with deep and dark patterns.

He held the hammer to his chest and resisted the pressure from the Titan.

"This is……"

Titan was horrified, and the pressure originally directed at Tang San weakened instantly.

At this moment, seven dazzling streams of light descended from the sky, covering Tang San's body like a colorful rainbow.

Tang San's body trembled violently, and his dull skin regained its luster. He couldn't help but groan: "Ugh!"

He slowly closed his eyes and tried to feel the sudden sour sensation.

At the same time, a deep and vigorous voice sounded from all directions: "Old gorilla, what's the point of bullying the weak with your strength? If you want to compete, let me accompany you!"

In the flickering light and shadow, three more people appeared on the field.

"I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be Sect Master Ning and Bone Douluo. I am honored to be here."

Titan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the three people who appeared were Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

(End of this chapter)