Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 161 Yu Xiaogang, the Master of Empty Promises, and the Old Servant, Contra Titan

This is Yu Xiaogang's residence within Blue Tyrant Academy, now renamed Shrek Academy.

"Your Majesty, this defeat is a blow to Xiao San."

Tang Hao remained shrouded in his patina-covered black robe, giving Yu Xiaogang a cold glance. "Are you truly unaware that the other party's ice element counters Blue Silver Grass, or are you deliberately sending your mistress to run into a wall?"

"Um, this."

"Hmph," Tang Hao snorted coldly, "Forget it, it doesn't matter. If he really loses the confidence a strong person should have because of this one failure, then he doesn't deserve to be my son at all."

Go and tell him my true identity, and tell him that I will personally guide him in his cultivation after a period of time.

The strength of the Blue Silver Grass is irrelevant; the important thing is the Clear Sky Hammer.

Master Yu was overjoyed. This was personal guidance from his idol, a Super Douluo. Coupled with Tang San's own extraordinary talent and unwavering will, it was as if a rough gem had been handed over to the most outstanding sculptor.

He could almost see Tang San, under Tang Hao's careful guidance, emerging from his cocoon like a butterfly, making rapid progress in strength, and shining brightly in the Soul Master Competition.

No, why are you so excited? Is Tang San your son?

Tang Hao glanced speechlessly at Yu Xiaogang, who was trembling with excitement. "I will show up in a while. Also, tell him to focus on his cultivation. If he can't handle those hidden weapons, then he shouldn't bother with them. Even if he owes a million gold soul coins, I can cover for him."

"Your Majesty, so you still have funds?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up. "Shrek Academy now..."

"Cough, I don't have any, but someone else does." Tang Hao thought of Tang Yuehua. After all, she was his sister. It was alright for her to help his nephew pay off his debts.

"gone."

Yu Xiaogang ran out of the room, found a bewildered Tailong, and said a lot of things to him. The latter nodded and ran home.

Tang San's residence.

He sat blankly in the chair, his eyes filled with confusion, and the confidence that had been evident about him had vanished completely.

He once kicked Dai Mubai and mediated with Soul Saint Zhao Wuji. Even when faced with seemingly invincible opponents, he was able to turn danger into safety with his wisdom and perseverance.

Before coming to Tian Dou, they even relied on the debut of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow to unexpectedly kill the Soul Master of the Fierce God Team.

However, his Blue Silver Grass was no match for Shui Bing'er, whose ice could easily freeze and destroy it.

Especially after Shui Bing'er changed her growth path, her original choice of spirit rings leaned towards control, and now, as a power-attack type spirit master, she possesses terrifying explosive power.

The first three soul skills completely restrained Tang San. The Ice Phoenix was almost at the extreme of ice, and Blue Silver Grass could not withstand this level of icy power.

The freezing and resistance to ice rings rendered his third soul skill useless, even rendering it ineffective in close combat. The opponent's ice crystal armor also possessed considerable defensive power, capable of both withstanding attacks and dealing damage.

"My teacher has already told me that the use of external objects is not allowed in the upcoming Soul Master Competition. If I lose my hidden weapons, won't I be completely useless?"

"Blue Silver Grass is too weak; it's ultimately a useless martial soul."

This thought popped into Tang San's mind.

The Clear Sky Hammer suddenly appeared in his left hand, and his left arm suddenly sank. It weighed 500 jin, and this was without any spirit rings attached. Even now, it was still quite difficult for him to summon and use it.

If she had cultivated with this hammer back then, would Shui Bing'er's ice have been able to trap her?
Brute force can overcome any skill; she's no match for me at all!
A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. Yes, that's right. If he had started cultivating with this hammer from the beginning, his cultivation speed would definitely be much faster. He would definitely be a Soul Master by now. With his terrifying explosive power, his opponent would have no chance to fight back!

“Ling Qianyao is right. My Blue Silver Grass is countered by the elements. It is precisely because of this kind of useless martial soul that it has so many limitations.”

Who on earth made me cultivate Blue Silver Grass first? It's practically a death sentence! Oh, it was my teacher and father. Never mind then.
When will my teacher finally tell me how to cultivate twin martial souls? I don't want to become the unlucky guy he talks about who explodes after adding a soul ring to his second martial soul.

Wait, what if the teacher is lying to me? Then I'll be stuck with the useless Blue Silver Grass martial soul for the rest of my life!

"boom--"

He suddenly stood up, his eyes flickering uncertainly, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists. "Absolutely not. I, Tang San, must not bind a useless martial soul, teacher!" A murderous glint flashed in Tang San's eyes.

"Dong dong dong."

A knock sounded on the door. Tang San composed himself, regained his composure, and opened the door to find Yu Xiaogang looking serious.

"Mistress, come inside and talk."

Yu Xiaogang stepped into the room. "Xiao San, I know what you're thinking. This battle of spirits has been a big blow to you, hasn't it?"

Tang San clenched his fist. "Teacher, I'm fine."

Yu Xiaogang patted him on the shoulder, "Your emotions are written all over your face, Xiao San. Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. There are all sorts of martial spirits in this world, and it's normal to be countered."

It is precisely because each type of martial soul has its shortcomings that soul master teams exist, and that there are classifications such as power attack type, agility attack type, and control type.

It was just one failure; it's nothing.

Tang San took a deep breath, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes. "Teacher, I understand the principles, but the entanglement of the Blue Silver Grass..."

Forget about the entanglement!

Yu Xiaogang placed his hands on Tang San's shoulders and stared at him. The burning intensity in his eyes sent a chill down Tang San's spine.

???

What kind of look is that from the teacher? Does he have some kind of weird fetish? Thinking of Dai Mubai's experience and the debauchery of the Heavenly Dou nobles, he suddenly shuddered. The teacher seems to have come from the Heavenly Dou family as well.

"Teacher, please have some self-respect."

"What are you saying, mistress? I have important news for you. Your father is Haotian Douluo!"

Tang San frowned. "Teacher, I was the one who was knocked off the stage. You weren't injured. Why are you talking nonsense?"

"Tsk," Yu Xiaogang reached out and pulled out the papal decree. "Look, this token was used by your father in Nottingham back then."

Listening to Yu Xiaogang's effusive praise of his father, speaking with such conviction and passion, Tang San's resolve wavered.

He summoned the Haotian Hammer, stared at it, and remained silent for a long time.

Clear Sky Hammer?
Yes, only the legendary strongest weapon spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, can weigh 500 jin (250 catties) right after awakening, and when summoned, it seems as if a thousand jin (200 kg) of power is surging in the blood.

Tang San felt his heart pounding. His father, Haotian Douluo, had been secretly watching him and would soon come to personally guide him!
He also has an extraordinary background and powerful backers. The teacher is right, he will become stronger. Soon, Ling Qianyao, Shui Bing'er, and other so-called geniuses will not be his match.

Just then, his door was suddenly flung open, and a tall figure burst in, grabbing Tyrone by the neck as he rolled his eyes back.

Upon seeing Tang San and the hammer in his hand, he immediately bowed down, saying, "This old servant Titan greets the young master."

When Tang San heard Yu Xiaogang mention Tai Long's background and saw a Soul Douluo bowing and scraping before him, the frustration he had felt from being bullied vanished, replaced by a sense of superiority.

I, Tang San, am about to take off!
(End of this chapter)