Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 117 Encirclement and Suppression of Tang Hao
The rain poured down, large raindrops pounding against the dilapidated wooden house with a crackling sound. Tang Hao's dark red soul power surged like a raging tide, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand exuded a terrifying pressure. Dark golden patterns flowed across the black hammer, making it resemble a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey.

"Today, Xiao Wu's soul bone must be obtained!" His voice was cold and resolute, echoing throughout the rain-shrouded world.

Before he finished speaking, Tang Hao launched the first attack.

He flashed forward, like a black lightning bolt slicing through the rain, appearing before Tang San in the blink of an eye. The Clear Sky Hammer, with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, slammed down towards Tang San's head. The terrifying power seemed to tear space itself apart.

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, his heart filled with shock and pain, but he had no time to hesitate. He clenched his right hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer instantly appeared in his palm. His left hand, wielding Blue Silver Grass, shot out like a serpent, attempting to entangle Tang Hao's arm.

"Dad, don't force me!" Tang San roared, pouring all his soul power into the Clear Sky Hammer and desperately blocking upwards.

"boom!"

The two Haotian Hammers collided, unleashing a deafening roar. A powerful shockwave spread wildly outwards from the point of impact, snapping trees in half and sending sand and stones flying everywhere.

Tang San felt a tingling sensation in his arm, and was forced to stagger backward by the immense force.

Tang Hao did not pause at all. He flipped his wrist, and the Clear Sky Hammer drew a strange arc, attacking Tang San's lower body again.

Tang San lightly touched the ground with his toes, leaping into the air and narrowly avoiding the attack. Immediately afterward, he unleashed the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, the Clear Sky Hammer drawing dazzling trajectories in the air as it crashed down on Tang Hao like a storm.

Tang Hao snorted coldly and countered with his own Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique. The father and son's Clear Sky Hammers clashed repeatedly, each collision unleashing dazzling sparks, and the entire world trembled in the aftershocks of their battle.

The rainwater was shaken into the air by the powerful soul force, forming a peculiar water curtain.

Tang San knew his father was powerful and dared not be careless in the slightest. He defended against Tang Hao's attacks while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Suddenly, a glint flashed in his eyes, and with his left hand, he swiftly wrapped the Blue Silver Grass around Tang Hao's legs, attempting to trip him.

Tang Hao was slightly taken aback, then swung his arm forcefully, tearing the Blue Silver Grass in half.

Taking advantage of this brief opening, Tang San moved like a ghost around to Tang Hao's back, and the Clear Sky Hammer smashed down on Tang Hao's back with the force of a thunderbolt.

Tang Hao reacted extremely quickly, dodging the fatal blow by sidestepping.

But Tang San's attack did not end there. He then unleashed the Eight Spider Lances, eight sharp spears piercing towards Tang Hao like venomous snakes.

Tang Hao's eyes narrowed, and his soul power surged wildly, forming a solid soul power barrier. The Eight Spider Lances pierced the barrier, emitting a piercing metallic scraping sound, but they could not break through. Tang Hao seized the opportunity, turned around, and threw a punch. The powerful fist wind, accompanied by a whistling sound, went straight for Tang San's face.

Tang San hurriedly raised his Clear Sky Hammer to block, but the enormous impact sent him flying backward again. He adjusted his posture in mid-air, and after regaining his balance, a determined light flashed in his eyes.

"Dad, I won't let you hurt Xiaowu!"

He roared, and his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul suddenly awakened, illuminating the entire battlefield with a dazzling blue light. Blue Silver Grass surged towards Tang Hao like a raging blue tide.

At the same time, Lanba Academy.

The ethereal singing faded quietly into the woods, and Flanders, who was walking at the front of the group, stopped almost simultaneously with the maestro. The maestro's eyes were already moist, and tears streamed uncontrollably down his cheeks, meandering like a river on his face etched with the marks of time.

The melodious female voice rang out again, filled with deep longing and sorrow: "This song was written for me, Xiaogang. Do you know how confused I am? Where are you?"

The familiar voice struck the master's heart like a heavy hammer.

Seeing the two acting so strangely, everyone stopped in their tracks, their faces filled with surprise and confusion. Just then, the master suddenly turned around and was about to run back the way he came, but Flander, with quick reflexes, grabbed his shoulder.

"Xiao Gang!" Flander's voice was deep and powerful. "How long are you going to hide? Now that you're already here, are you really going to just let us pass each other by again?"

The master's eyes were red, and his voice trembled with accusation: "Flander, did you know she was here all along? Blue Tyrant Academy, Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex... I should have known!"

Flander spread his hands, looking helpless: "I really only found out by chance. Don't think about it too much, let's go."

Liu Erlong's voice trembled like withered leaves in late autumn, rippling through the silent forest. The master looked at the person before him, the one he so desperately longed for yet desperately wanted to avoid, his throat feeling as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand, unable to utter a sound. His legs seemed nailed to the ground; he wanted to escape, but couldn't move.

Suddenly, the master jerked his head, a resolute glint in his eyes, and turned to flee this place that was making him feel uneasy.

However, Liu Erlong reacted even faster. Like a bolt of blue lightning, she rushed to the master in an instant, grabbing his arm tightly with both hands, her nails almost digging into his flesh.

"Yu Xiaogang!" Her voice was sharp and shrill. "How long are you going to keep running away?"

The master dared not meet her gaze; his eyes darted around nervously.

"Erlong, let me go..."

"Let you go?" Tears welled up in Liu Erlong's eyes and rolled down her pale cheeks. "You disappeared without a word twenty years ago, and now that we've finally met again, you still want to leave? Let me tell you, even if you die today, you have to explain yourself!" Her voice was filled with despair and anger, as well as the longing that had been suppressed for twenty years.

Flanders stood to the side, watching the scene with a complex expression. He wanted to step forward and offer some advice, but knew that any words would be superfluous at this moment. He sighed softly, turned around, and gestured for the others to stay away, giving the unfortunate couple some space.

The master tried desperately to break free from Liu Erlong's grasp, only to find her strength astonishing. "Erlong, we can't do this... the relationship between us..."

"Relationship?" Liu Erlong suddenly burst into laughter, her laughter filled with bitterness and self-mockery. "What relationship? In my heart, you are my man! You were twenty years ago, you are now, and you will always be! Why did you leave me without a word? Why did you leave me to bear these twenty years of pain alone?" As she spoke, she shook the master's body violently, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances that had been building up in her heart over the years.

Tears welled up in the master's eyes. "Erlong, you know, we are... our love is not accepted by the world... I'm leaving because I don't want to hurt you..."

"Bullshit!" Liu Erlong roared.
“In my eyes, as long as we truly love each other, nothing else matters! You think leaving me is for my own good? Do you know how I’ve lived these past twenty years? I’ve been searching for you every day, hoping you’ll come back every day! I worked so hard to build Blue Tyrant Academy, hoping that one day you would see it and come back to me!” Her emotions grew more and more agitated, and her voice grew louder and louder, echoing in the empty forest.

The master closed his eyes in anguish. "Erlong, you don't understand... If we were together, we would be scorned by the entire Soul Master world, and it would bring you endless trouble... I can't let you get hurt because of me..."

"I don't need you to make decisions for me!" Liu Erlong suddenly threw herself into the master's arms and hugged him tightly. "I just want you to stay by my side, I don't care about anything else! Do you know, all these years I've been waiting for you, waiting for you to come back and say you love me, waiting for you to take me away and fly away..." Her voice gradually became gentle, but it was full of pleading.

The master stood there stiffly, his hands hanging in mid-air, unsure what to do. He felt Liu Erlong trembling, felt the warmth of her tears, and his defenses began to crumble. "Erlong, I...I miss you too..."

Liu Erlong suddenly raised her head, her eyes gleaming with hope, "Then are you still leaving?"

Looking into her expectant eyes, the master felt a pang of pain in his heart. He knew that although he had been running away for the past twenty years, he had never truly let go of her.

"Erlong, I..."

Just then, Liu Erlong suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed the master's lips fiercely.

The master was taken aback at first, then his body gradually relaxed, and his hands slowly wrapped around her waist. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and everything around them became unimportant; only the surging love in their hearts continued to spread.

After a long while, the two finally separated. Liu Erlong leaned against the master's chest and whispered, "Xiao Gang, promise me you won't leave me again, okay?"

The master gently stroked her hair, all his worries and anxieties vanishing in that instant. "Alright, Erlong, I will never leave you again. This time, no matter what difficulties we encounter, we will face them together."

Flander, watching this scene, smiled with relief. He knew that the star-crossed lovers had finally resolved their differences, and the golden trio would be reunited. "Alright, you two, come inside and talk. What a wonderful day!"

Liu Erlong then remembered that there were other people around, and a blush rose on her face.

She took the master's hand and walked towards the hut, her steps light and firm. She had waited so long for this moment, her heart overflowing with emotion.

a few days later.

The twilight over Wuhun City was swallowed by thick, dark clouds, the leaden-gray clouds churning above the Papal Palace spire like a vortex stirred by an invisible giant hand.

Bibi Dong sat on the seven-headed phoenix throne, her long black and gold embroidered robe trailing on the ground. The crown inlaid with ninety-nine rubies weighed down her brows, and her dark red eyes reflected the flickering candlelight, like two clusters of karmic fire that would never be extinguished.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and the Golden Generation, come and see us immediately."

Her voice was like a viper's hiss, cold and slow, each word carrying an undeniable authority. The moment she finished speaking, the stewards outside the hall rushed off like arrows released from a bow.

Before long, three figures appeared at the entrance of the Papal Palace. Chrysanthemum Douluo stroked the chrysanthemum at his temple, a sinister smile on his face; Ghost Douluo's figure was hidden in the black mist, only his eyes, which gleamed with an eerie light, were visible; Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue of the Golden Generation all had solemn expressions, exuding a powerful and dangerous aura.

"Your Majesty, what is the purpose of summoning us here?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed slightly, her voice melodious.

Bibi Dong slowly rose to her feet, her black and red Spider Emperor Martial Soul faintly visible, her eight spider legs dragging on the ground with a sizzling sound.

"Tang Hao has appeared. This man severely injured the former Pope back then and has been a fugitive ever since; his crimes are unforgivable." She paused, a murderous glint in her eyes.
"This operation must ensure its complete eradication."

"Chrysanthemum and Ghost, you two will lead the Golden Generation as the vanguard. Use your Spirit Fusion Technique to trap Tang Hao first." Her gaze swept over Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo like a knife. "Remember, Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer is incredibly powerful. Don't fight it head-on; focus on attrition."

"Yes!" the two replied in unison.

"Hu Liena, your fox spirit is adept at bewitching and controlling. Once the battle begins, immediately use the Fox Charm Domain to disturb his mind; Yan, use your flames to block his retreat; Xie Yue, find an opportunity to unleash the Crescent Moon Blade and deliver a fatal blow."

Bibi Dong made arrangements methodically, each instruction precise and ruthless: "The three of you, together with Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, form an encirclement and do not allow him any chance to escape."

"Yes, sir!" The golden generation knelt on one knee simultaneously.

"Furthermore, notify the Spirit Hall's direct-command teams to stand by on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest." Bibi Dong's voice grew increasingly cold. "If Tang Hao breaks through your defenses, launch a full-scale attack immediately. In this operation, I want him to have no chance of escape."

She slowly descended the steps, the aura of the Spider Emperor Martial Soul filling the hall.
"Also, send people to closely monitor Shrek Academy. Tang Hao has connections with them, so report any unusual activity immediately."

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

Bibi Dong stood at the palace gate, gazing at the gloomy sky, a cold smile playing on her lips. Under her meticulously planned scheme, a net of inescapable traps was slowly unfolding, waiting only for Tang Hao to step inside before utterly annihilating him.

On the other side, the sunset forest.

The setting sun bathed the entire forest in an amber hue. Huo Yuhao knelt on the damp moss, with a miniature alchemy furnace he had brought from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy in front of him.

Dugu Bo leaned against the mottled old locust tree, emerald-colored poisonous mist condensing into chains at his fingertips, and warily scanned his surroundings—the aftershocks of Tang Hao's confrontation with the Spirit Hall three days ago had not yet dissipated, and a dangerous atmosphere permeated the forest.

"We're still missing the last element of earth spirit root."

Huo Yuhao narrowed his silver eyes and threw the collected Star Grass into the alchemy furnace. He brushed his palm across the furnace body and poured his soul power into it along the patterns. The flames at the bottom of the furnace suddenly turned into a deep blue.

Huo Yuhao carefully placed the Star Grass into the alchemy furnace, his silver eyes narrowing slightly as his spiritual energy seeped into the furnace like fine threads. He could clearly sense the herb unfurling and melting in the flames, transforming into wisps of pale green liquid.

Next, he took out a few black nightshade leaves with fine serrations along their edges. These were key ingredients for refining healing pills.

(End of this chapter)