Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Tang San was punched into the dormitory wall by Dai Huabin, and his whole body was almost sunk in. His left cheek was swollen high, and even circulating his soul power could not make it go away immediately.

At this moment, the incomprehension and anger in his eyes were almost bursting out.

Dai Huabin was clearly paralyzed by his own poison, so why could he suddenly erupt like this? This is completely illogical!

Moreover, I was in such a sorry state today. I was slapped in public this morning and then suffered another heavy blow this afternoon.

When has Tang San, the mighty God King, ever suffered such humiliation?

Years of cultivated killing intent surged forth like a tidal wave, frantically eroding his reason.

He pounded on the wall, almost screaming, "Why! Why! Can't you just die in peace!"

Tang San roared and broke free from the wall. He summoned the Clear Sky Hammer again and used the Ghost Shadow Step to rush towards Dai Huabin like a ghost.

Dai Huabin is no longer the Dai Huabin of the past; his strength is now vastly different.

Despite the toxins raging within his body, he resolutely summoned the White Tiger Martial Soul, and three soul rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Protective Shield!"

"The second soul skill: White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

"The third soul skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Dai Huabin disregarded his injuries and unleashed three soul skills in succession.

This astonishing performance stunned Tang San for a moment, but he quickly suppressed his shock, gripped the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and smashed it fiercely towards Dai Huabin.

However, this time, Dai Huabin actually reached out and easily blocked Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer.

With a "crack," everyone seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, but Dai Huabin didn't care at all. He grabbed Tang San, whose brain had momentarily shut down due to shock, pulled him close, and then suddenly let go. He then clenched his fist and punched out hard.

Tang San reacted extremely quickly, immediately gripping the Clear Sky Hammer with one hand and using the Mysterious Jade Hand with the other to block.

boom.
Dai Huabin's fist slammed heavily into Tang San. Tang San used the Xuan Yu Hand to block it, and a piercing pain came from his palm, but the skin did not break and bleed.

It seems that the protective effect of this Jade Hand is indeed quite good.

Upon seeing this, Bai Yu, who was controlling Dai Huabin, had a ruthless glint in his eyes.

Knowing that ordinary attacks wouldn't be enough to harm Tang San, she curled her lips into a sinister smile and directly controlled Dai Huabin to raise his right leg and kick Tang San hard in the groin.

The attack was too sudden; Tang San had no time to react. Intense pain instantly swept through his body, probably the most unbearable injury he had ever suffered in his life.

The surrounding crowd was stunned. No one expected that Dai Huabin, the son of the Duke of White Tiger, would resort to such despicable means!
"you you you!"

As soon as Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer martial soul dissipated, he staggered and knelt on one knee, one hand tightly covering a certain spot, the other pointing at Dai Huabin, the killing intent surging in his eyes almost solidified.

If eyes could truly transform into sharp blades, Dai Huabin would have already been torn to pieces.

"How embarrassing!" Wang Dong glanced at Tang San lying on the ground, so ashamed that he didn't know where to look. "Luckily he's from the Tang Clan, not the Haotian Clan, otherwise my Haotian Clan would have lost all face."

"what???"

Xiao Xiao and Huo Yutong's eyes widened simultaneously, as if they had heard some earth-shattering secret. It turned out that the handsome young man with pink and blue hair before them was actually the renowned young master of the Haotian Sect—no wonder his aura was so outstanding!
Bai Yu raised his hand to release the mental control over Dai Huabin, then turned to Huo Yutong, raising an eyebrow and asking, "Are you satisfied now?"

"Hmm, hmm," Huo Yutong finally came to her senses.

She was not only terrified by Wang Dong's identity, but also deeply shaken by the black tentacles wrapped around Dai Huabin. If those strange things were real, then wasn't Bai Yu, who was as beautiful as an angel, somewhat strangely powerful and incongruous?
Dai Huabin regained control of his body and stared blankly at Tang San, who was lying on the ground groaning in pain.

The fierce battle just now seemed like an absurd dream, but the scene before him was a ruthless reminder that he had truly defeated Tang San.

Before he could recover from the shock, a sudden wave of intense dizziness washed over him. His vision went black, his consciousness plummeted, and he collapsed to the ground.

Witnessing this scene, everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment, and a suffocating silence filled the air.

No one expected the battle to end in such a dramatic way, and for a moment, no one knew how to react.

Tang San struggled to get up, spewing out vulgarities intermittently, but the excruciating pain overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

Before he could finish speaking, his pupils suddenly dilated, everything went black, and he lost consciousness, falling heavily back to the spot.

This thrilling duel had no real winners. Both were covered in wounds and unconscious, a truly devastating lose-lose situation.

Just then, Du Weilun arrived. Seeing Dai Huabin and Tang San lying on the ground, he felt a wave of weakness wash over him, and his eyes welled up with tears. He really wanted to cry!

It took a lot of effort to calm things down this morning, but the subsequent work of handling public opinion and mitigating the situation still rests on his shoulders.

Who would have thought that something even more troublesome would happen just one morning later?

The youngest son of the White Tiger Duke's mansion got into a fight with a Tang Clan disciple, and both of them were seriously injured and lying on the ground.

Du Weilun suddenly felt that the position of director of the academic affairs office was too much to bear, and the thought of resigning began to take root in his mind.

Exhausted, he sighed heavily and muttered, "Should we call for reinforcements?"

In the end, Du Weilun decided to call his good older brother Yan Shaozhe to handle the matter personally.

When Yan Shaozhe arrived at the scene, he was speechless upon seeing the scene before him. He remained silent for a long time, only uttering a silent ".".

"Let's go~ There's no show to watch anymore, let's go eat!" Bai Yu turned around and put his arm around Huo Yutong as they left. At that moment, Huo Yutong followed Bai Yu like a well-behaved kitten.

Seeing this, Xiao Xiao hurriedly followed, calling out, "Wait for me!"

Hei and Wang Dong exchanged a glance, and Hei asked Wang Dong curiously, "Do you still want to watch?"

"Forget it, I can't stand it anymore." Wang Dong shook his head, thinking about Tang San's behavior, which was truly indescribable. "I'm a little hungry, let's go eat together!"

"Okay!" Hei nodded and followed the three people in front of him, shoulder to shoulder with Wang Dong, towards the cafeteria.

It was as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with them, but it seemed that it only had something to do with a certain person.

"This Tang San is really going to cause trouble for the Tang Clan!"

Among the crowd, Wu Feng looked at Tang San lying on the ground with disdain in his eyes and spoke.

"The situation was initially one-sided, but it suddenly reversed." Ning Tian stroked his chin, watching Bai Yu and the others walk away.

The woman's intuition told her that everything that was happening here showed signs of interference from these people.

As for Lei Ze, he simply retreated silently to the back of the crowd, stood with his arms crossed, and quietly observed everything that was happening before him, without uttering a single word.

(End of this chapter)