Douluo: Marry Shui Binger, reward Puni Martial Soul

Chapter 94: Tang Hao saves Tang San, the Underworld King ambushes them!

The Great Soul Arena of Wuhun City is now a scene of utter devastation.

The massive arena collapsed, most of the surrounding buildings crumbled, and dust billowed everywhere, with rubble scattered all over the ground.

The crowd in the stands had long since dispersed, leaving only the Spirit Hall's guards maintaining order and rescuing the wounded.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and burning, making one want to vomit.

Bibi Dong stood atop the ruins of the VIP section, her face ashen.

Her magnificent papal robes were stained with a little dust, and her carefully styled hair was somewhat disheveled, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

The Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo beside her also had solemn expressions, their eyes filled with shock and anger.

Tang Hao!

This thorn in the side of the Spirit Hall actually caused a ruckus in Spirit City in broad daylight, forced his way into the finals of the Spirit Master Competition, attacked the Papal Palace, and then calmly retreated with his equally damned son!
What a shame!
This is the most blatant trampling of the Spirit Hall's prestige!

Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently, and the anger in her heart almost set her on fire.

She turned her head sharply, her gaze like a knife as she shot towards Xue Lingxiao, who was still standing in the center of the broken arena.

If it weren't for this person, Tang Hao wouldn't have shown up!
If it weren't for this person, how could the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation have suffered such a crushing defeat!
If it weren't for this person, how could Wuhun City have suffered such a severe blow!

"Xue Lingxiao!" Bibi Dong's voice was icy cold, filled with barely suppressed killing intent.

Xue Lingxiao seemed oblivious to Bibi Dong's almost murderous gaze. He simply stared calmly in the direction where Tang Hao had disappeared, a faint smile even playing on his lips.

finals?

Because of Tang Hao's intrusion, the process naturally couldn't continue.

After their initial panic, the referees from the Spirit Hall quickly recovered and, trembling, announced the suspension of the final match.

As for who will win the championship, nobody cares anymore under these circumstances.

The team members from Tianshui Academy, protected by Ma Xiaotao and Kadan, were also quite shaken by the aftershocks of the devastating battle, but fortunately, Xue Lingxiao's Holy Spirit Barrier was strong enough that they were unharmed.

At this moment, looking at the apocalyptic scene before them, they were all still shaken.

“Your Highness, Tang Hao…” Shui Bing’er walked to Xue Lingxiao’s side and spoke softly, her tone tinged with worry.

They had witnessed the power of a Title Douluo firsthand today.

Xue Lingxiao withdrew his gaze and smiled faintly: "It's nothing, just a grasshopper in autumn, it won't be able to jump around for many days."

His tone was relaxed and casual, as if Tang Hao's appearance was not worth mentioning at all.

Upon hearing this, Shui Bing'er and the others felt their worries lessened.

Since Your Highness has said so, there must be a solution.

Dozens of miles outside Wuhun City.

A remote, desolate mountain forest.

Tang Hao carried Tang San, fleeing for their lives.

His injuries were severe. He had clashed head-on with Xue Lingxiao and forcibly used the Haotian Nine Absolutes, which greatly depleted his soul power. He was now at his limit.

But he dared not stop.

The Spirit Hall's pursuers could arrive at any moment.

He had to get Tang San away from the Spirit Hall's territory as soon as possible.

Tang San, still trembling in his arms, was too terrified by the fierce battle to speak.

He never imagined that his father would save him in such a resolute way.

He never imagined that Xue Lingxiao's strength would be so great that even his father, a Haotian Douluo, could only flee in a sorry state.

"Little San, hang in there! We'll be safe soon!" Tang Hao said, panting heavily as he comforted Tang San, as if encouraging himself as well.

The escape route he chose was extremely well-hidden; logically, the Spirit Hall shouldn't have been able to catch up so quickly.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to find a place to rest for a while, a gray figure appeared silently on the forest path ahead, like a ghost.

The person stood there quietly, seemingly blending into the surrounding darkness.

He was tall and slender, with a diamond-shaped crystal embedded between his eyebrows, and he held a cross-shaped sword that exuded a strong aura of death in his hand.

A chilling aura of death, capable of withering everything, emanated from him, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet.

Tang Hao's pupils suddenly contracted!
He sensed an unprecedented and deadly threat from that gray figure!
This threat was even stronger than when facing Bibi Dong and Xue Lingxiao!

The person is not good!
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" Tang Hao asked in a low, wary voice, shielding Tang San behind him.

The gray figure slowly raised its head, revealing a handsome yet pale and bloodless face.

His eyes were empty and cold, as if devoid of any human emotion.

"We have been waiting here for a long time on His Majesty's orders."

Harosa's voice was flat and emotionless, yet it made Tang Hao's heart sink.

His Majesty?

Could it be Xue Lingxiao?!
He actually anticipated my escape route and sent men to ambush me here beforehand?!
The thought flashed through Tang Hao's mind like lightning, sending chills down his spine.

This Xue Lingxiao is not only unfathomably powerful, but also incredibly cunning and scheming!
"Since Xue Lingxiao sent you, then there's nothing more to say!" Tang Hao roared, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, his fighting spirit rising once again.

He can't retreat!

Behind him is his son!

The enormous Haotian Hammer reappeared, though its light was much dimmer than before, but its domineering and unstoppable momentum remained undiminished!
"Mistress, hide behind me!"

With a roar, Tang Hao swung his Clear Sky Hammer and charged towards Harosa!
This person before us is no ordinary individual; we must strike first!
Harosa remained unfazed by Tang Hao's furious attack.

With a light stroke, he drew the Hades Sword in his hand.

Without any earth-shattering momentum, only a thin gray sword light, as easy as cutting through tofu, cleaved Tang Hao's powerful hammer shadow in two!

Immediately, Harosa appeared to Tang Hao's left as if by teleportation.

The Hades Sword, carrying a chilling aura, pierced straight towards Tang Hao's ribs!

So fast!

Tang Hao was greatly shocked. He had not expected his opponent's swordsmanship to be so strange and so fast!

In his haste, he could only barely deflect the Haotian Hammer in an attempt to block.

when!
A piercing clang of metal rang out as the Haotian Hammer and the Hades Sword clashed violently together!
The next second, Tang Hao felt an extremely cold power, as if it could freeze his soul, invade his body through the Clear Sky Hammer!
His body jolted violently, and a thin layer of gray frost appeared on the arm holding the Haotian Hammer!

What horrified him even more was that he felt his life force rapidly draining away.

"What kind of power is this?!" Tang Hao was both shocked and furious.

Harosa did not answer.

The Hades Sword in his hand, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, once again pierced Tang Hao's vitals.

His swordsmanship is both expansive and unpredictable, making it difficult to defend against.

Each sword strike contained a potent power of death.

Tang Hao was forced into a series of defeats.

He was already exhausted, and now, facing Harosa's unprecedented and bizarre attack, he was even more stretched thin.

"Damn it!" Tang Hao roared, "This can't go on any longer!"

He gritted his teeth suddenly.

"Explode the ring!"

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