Douluo: Reorganization of the Haotian Sect

Chapter 36: Comparison of strength?
Tang Fei didn't expect that Tang Hao's efficiency was so fast. What he had instructed on the night before was done, and the people from the Li Clan came early the next morning.

"Hello, Chief Titan." Tang Fei nodded and looked at the man behind him.

He was a young man, about the same height as Tang Fei, with broad shoulders and back, short chestnut hair, and looked full of energy.

It should be Tyrone.

Seeing Tang Fei, Tai Tan asked in confusion: "Hao... The sect wants to get in touch with the four major single-attribute clans, why did they only send you here? Where is your master?"

Tang Fei frowned. Does this Titan really think of him as a child?

He reminded: "Chief Titan, the sect is still in a closed state, so I was authorized to act as the sole agent for this matter. Besides, it's just to run a spirit master academy, do we need to appoint some strong people to take charge?"

As he spoke, Tang Fei took out a token and handed it to Titan.

It was a token made of black metal, only the size of a palm, with the shape of the Clear Sky Hammer engraved on the front and three large characters written on the back - Elder's Order.

Titan didn't have any good feelings towards the Haotian Sect, nor did he think that the owner of this sign would be a child. He just glanced at it briefly and returned it to Tang Fei.

"I dare not accept your elder's order. I am just following the master's request."

Tai Tan said coldly, "However, I still want to add one more thing. Since you are running a soul master academy, you must also want to participate in the soul master competition, right? With just a few of you and this broken place, what results can you train?"

After being underestimated by Titan repeatedly, Tang Fei also felt a little angry.

He stared at Titan and said, "Senior, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"A bet? What to bet on?"

"Let's bet on whether we can win the Soul Master Competition!" Tang Fei said confidently.

Titan didn't say anything, but looked Tang Fei up and down, then sneered with contempt.

"Forget it, forget it. It doesn't matter what you say. Anyway, I have sent Tyrone here according to the master's wishes. Next, I will try to win over the other three clans. The most I can do is lead the way for you. Don't expect me to plead for you." Titan said.

Tang Fei was choked suddenly.

OK, you look down on me, don't you? You'll regret it later.

That afternoon, Tang Fei, together with Titan and Tyrone, boarded a carriage bound for the Yu clan.

The Li Clan and the Yu Clan have the closest relationship, so it was within Tang Fei's expectation to choose the Yu Clan as the first stop.

On the way to Longxing City, Titan kept silent all the way and didn't even look at Tang Fei.

It seemed as if the fact that he was able to come and do things was already a great honor for the Haotian Sect because of Tang Hao.

On the contrary, Tyrone looked eager to try and provoke.

The interior of the carriage was spacious, and Titan occupied half of it, dozing off.

Tai Long and Tang Fei sat facing each other.

He looked Tang Fei up and down for a few times, and suddenly smiled and said, "Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Tai Long, and I'm a Level 32 Strength Soul Master."

"Tang Fei, level 34 strong attack soul master."

Tai Long was slightly surprised and asked, "Soul Master? How old are you this year?"

"A few months short of twelve." Tang Fei said lightly.

He saw Titan's eyes, which were pretending to be asleep, open a little and glance towards him with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Tai Long was also stunned for a moment, but soon he regained his smile. He took the initiative to extend his hand and said, "I think I have good talent, but I didn't expect that I am so far behind you. You know, I am several years older than you."

Looking at the hand he extended, Tang Fei had a playful expression, and then he also extended his hand.

The two hands were clasped together, which should have been a very harmonious scene, but a strong grip suddenly came from Tailong's hands.

"The martial soul of our Power Clan is the powerful gorilla, who is good at strength. I heard that the Clear Sky Hammer also takes the tough route. I wonder who is stronger and weaker between the two of us?" Tai Long smiled, but his strength was constantly increasing.

Although Tang Fei's soul power is two levels higher than his, in terms of strength, there are very few people who can surpass him, even at the Soul Sect level.

Sensing something unusual, Titan opened his eyes a little, watched with interest, and seemed not to intend to intervene.

Tang Fei saw everything and sneered in his heart, comparing strength?

You really know how to pick people!

He remained still, allowing Tyrone to exert himself.

He also wanted to see how powerful the so-called Power Clan was.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Tyrone's expression was still playful, but his eyes gradually became stunned.

Because of the increase in strength, his face turned a little red, but he still felt that Tang Fei's hand was like a pair of iron clamps. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make him show a trace of pain.

"I told you to endure it!" Tyrone made up his mind and exerted his maximum strength.

In an instant, his face turned red, but he still maintained a forced smile.

Tang Fei's expression did not change at all. Instead, he suddenly smiled and said, "Tyrone, you are really enthusiastic."

As he spoke, his passive defensive strength instantly began to exert force.

In an instant, Tai Long's expression changed.

He felt an unstoppable force surging in an instant, and his palm was defeated in an instant, losing its defense.

The force was so powerful that he could no longer care about his face, and he put both hands on it at the same time.

But even so, it cannot be shaken in the slightest!
"Huh? Tailong, why aren't you smiling?" Tang Fei widened his eyes, looking concerned.

"Talon, you look so ugly, what's wrong with you?"

"Talon, aren't you very powerful? Look at you, your nose is running."

"Talon..."

While speaking, Taillon's martial spirit was forced to activate.

He growled, and his body changed rapidly. His already extremely strong body expanded again.

The muscles in his arms almost doubled in size, and as his arms stretched out, black hair appeared on the exposed parts.

But even so, I still can't resist!
"enough!"

Titan, who had been watching coldly, finally spoke.

Tang Fei withdrew his strength with a smile, secretly curling his lips, just like that?

He hasn't even used half of his strength yet!
He roughly estimated that Tyrone, who was a pure strength type, had a basic strength of only about two thousand pounds. Even if he used his soul power, it would only be four thousand pounds at most.

The basic strength of Haotian Sect disciples of the same level, before they practiced Tianxiang Jin, was about 1,500 kilograms, which was somewhat inferior.

But if the celestial power is taken into account, even the Soul Master can burst out with a force of five or six thousand kilograms, which can throw it several blocks away!

At this time, Tyrone covered his right hand in pain.

"I failed to act cool and ended up getting scolded!"

He even felt that his palms were about to be crushed, leaving him no room for resistance.

Tai Tan finally stopped pretending to be dead, and turned to look at Tang Fei, and asked seriously: "Are the disciples of Haotian Sect so powerful now?"

(End of this chapter)