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

Chapter 22: If he’s dead, he’s dead. What’s the big deal?

In this life, Tang San plans to practice with the Clear Sky Hammer as the main method and the Blue Silver Grass as the auxiliary method, using both methods to improve his strength faster.

But once this idea is implemented, it will be like walking on a tightrope, with every step being thrilling. If you are not careful, you may be crushed to pieces.

He couldn't let his father know, fearing that he would go against his father's instructions and cause unnecessary trouble and suspicion. He couldn't expose the Clear Sky Hammer to the Spirit Hall before the Spirit Master Competition. The Spirit Hall was powerful and ruthless. If they knew too early that he was Tang Hao's son and had twin spirits, they would definitely use any means to assassinate him.

Although in Tang San's view, as long as Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong did not take action personally, no one in the Spirit Hall should be able to do anything to him for the time being, after all, his father Tang Hao had been protecting him in secret, and these things he did not know in his previous life.

In this life, he can be said to be practicing with a God's perspective.

"Even if I want to practice Clear Sky Hammer, I can only do it secretly. Father must not know about this. But if I add spirit rings to both of my martial souls at the same time, my body will definitely not be able to withstand it... Unless..."

Just as he thought of this, Old Jack patted Tang San on the shoulder and said, "Xiao San, we have arrived at Notting College."

Hearing this, Tang San raised his head and looked forward, only to see a tall archway not far away. It looked very familiar, and was obviously the gate of Notting College.

In the middle of the archway, there are four large characters: "Notting College."

Old Jack had just walked to the gate with Tang San when, just like in their previous life, they were immediately stopped by the gatekeeper: "What are you two doing? Is this a place for country folk like you?"

Hearing this, Old Jack hurried forward and said with an apologetic smile, "My dear little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. This child is a part-time student sent by our village this year. Please don't misunderstand me. If there are any procedures that require us to go through, just let us know."

"Holy Soul Village? Can a golden phoenix emerge from a grass nest? There are people in a small village in a remote area who possess soul power? The academy hasn't had part-time students for many years. Are you scammers?" The doorman frowned and sneered in a sarcastic tone.

Hearing this, a trace of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed his anger and took out the certificate issued by Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Spirit Hall last time, and handed it to the doorman.

The concierge took the certificate, looked it over, and said, "Blue Silver Grass as his martial soul? And full innate soul power? Ridiculous, this is truly ridiculous. I've been working as a concierge at the academy for four years, and I've never heard of a student with full innate soul power. This kid's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and he can still have full soul power? I think you must have forged this certificate from the Spirit Hall."

"Get out of here!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank, and the memories of his previous life came flooding back like a tide. The same scene, the same humiliation, made the anger in his chest suddenly rise. He was panting like an cow, and his hands were clenched into fists in an instant. His knuckles turned white due to the force, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

"I think you are ready to die!" Tang San gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, his voice low and full of anger.

The young man at the door was startled by Tang San's sudden momentum, but he quickly recovered and showed an even more contemptuous smile on his face: "What? Still want to fight? Don't you consider your own status?"

This sentence completely ignited Tang San's anger. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. His right hand quickly reached into his arms, and the Tang Sect's hidden weapon, the silent sleeve arrow, appeared in his palm. Then, Tang San shook his wrist lightly, and the sleeve arrow was like a black lightning, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, shooting towards the throat of the young man at the door.

This sleeve arrow is extremely fast and almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Just as the hidden arrow was about to hit the young man at the gate, a loud voice suddenly rang out: "Stop!"

A middle-aged man came charging from the side. It was Master Yu Xiaogang. His originally decadent eyes suddenly brightened. He clasped his hands in front of his chest and then quickly spread them apart. "Luo Sanpao!"

With a "puff," a stream of lavender soul energy emanated from the master's palms. A wave of soul energy emanated from the master's body, and before him, a creature appeared. It resembled a pig and a dog, standing over 1.5 meters tall, with a waist probably around the same size. Its fur was lavender, its ears drooped, and its large, deep blue eyes blinked gently. Its plump hips swayed from side to side.

The master snorted coldly and said, "Sanpao, hurry up and stop him!"

Luo Sanpao roared and took a deep breath like a hurricane. His already fat belly expanded at an alarming rate, looking like a gradually enlarging ball.

"The fart is like thunder, and the sky and the earth are shattered with three cannons!"

The master raised his hand and a yellow halo flew out from his body and landed on Luo Sanpao, and he shouted solemnly.

Luo Sanpao's clear blue eyes suddenly lit up, and the yellow halo surrounding his body seemed to turn into a light curtain. His round body suddenly bounced up, climbing to an astonishing height of five meters, and turned around in the air.

There was a thunderous roar and a yellow beam of light shot out from its butt, accurately hitting the sleeve arrow.

Under the impact of the yellow beam of light, the sleeve arrow instantly changed direction and shot into the tree trunk next to it with a puff. The tail of the arrow was still trembling slightly.

The next second, an extremely strong stench filled the air. It was like a mixture of rotting fish and shrimp, spoiled fruits and vegetables, and old garbage, making one nauseated.

Old Jack had been standing there in shock, his eyes widening instantly as the stench suddenly hit him. A look of extreme pain appeared on his face, and he covered his mouth and nose with both hands, trying to block out the stench. But the stench was pervasive, and in just a few seconds, his legs began to weaken, his body swayed a few times, and with a plop, he fell straight to the ground.

The young doorman was in even worse condition. He was already pale with fear, and when the stench hit him, his eyes rolled back and his throat gurgled. Before he could react, he fell straight back and hit the ground heavily, unconscious.

Tang San and Master, relying on their own spirit power and familiarity with Luo Sanpao, were able to hold on and did not faint.

Tang San frowned, covered his nose with one hand, and showed a helpless bitter smile on his face: "Teacher's fart is still as powerful as ever."

Before he could recover from his shock, Grandmaster rushed over to Tang San, his finger almost poking his nose, and demanded angrily, "You are so young, why did you act so cruelly? If I hadn't intervened, the doorman would have died on the spot!"

"He deserves to die for insulting me. He was just a small doorman, not even a spirit master. If he dies, he dies. What's the big deal?" Tang San raised his lips with a disdainful sneer. Not only did he not have the slightest regret, but his eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness.

In Tang San's opinion, even if the doorman had really died just now, he would not be in any big trouble. After all, his father, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, had been protecting him in secret, which was the reason why he dared to act recklessly.

Back then, when the dignified Acalanatha Zhao Wuji provoked him, didn't he end up getting beaten up badly? Could the Lord of Notting City really be stronger than him?

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