Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 304, Section 323: Tang San's Defeat
In the end, the raging wind was powerfully broken by the final blow of Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer Chaotic Cloak Technique, and Feng Xiaotian's figure flew out from the storm. The battle had just concluded, with Tang San's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique defeating Feng Xiaotian's Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Wolf.

Tang San looked out of breath. Although he had ultimately gained the upper hand in the previous battle, he had also suffered considerable exhaustion.

However, when Tang San saw Feng Xiaotian clutching his chest and looking down, although he couldn't see Feng's face clearly, he seemed to be seriously injured. Tang San felt extremely smug and said with a self-satisfied air, "I admit that your self-created soul skill is indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately, it's no match for my Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul's secret technique, Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique. In front of my ultimate technique, your self-created soul skill is just trash."

Finally, Tang San placed the Clear Sky Hammer on his shoulder with an air of dominance and struck a cool pose.

He thought to himself: It seems I have won this match. With absolute power, the Soul Sect has defeated a Soul King. Now, Xiao Wu must be attracted by my prowess. She must be deeply infatuated with A-San Giegie on the Soul Battle Stage right now, right?

It can be said that even though Tang San had reached his limit in the previous contest, this moment was Tang San's proudest and most dazzling moment, because he finally won, and won a victory through sheer strength and hard work. This was even more exhilarating than the previous match where he swept seven opponents.

Just as Tang San was about to put away the Clear Sky Hammer, stretch his arms, pound his chest, and let out a savage roar to declare his victory, Feng Xiaotian suddenly raised his head, looking at Tang San with amusement. He reached out and shook the dust off his collar, which was slightly dirty from the fight. He praised without reservation, "You actually broke my Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes! You truly deserve the secret technique created by the Clear Sky Sect's predecessors for the Clear Sky Hammer, the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique. I, Feng Xiaotian, am ashamed of my inferiority. In that case, it seems I must also show my true abilities."

As he spoke, an even more violent storm than before appeared around Feng Xiaotian, sweeping across the entire scene. Feng Xiaotian's voice rose and disappeared into the storm, moving like a ghost in the gale.

"Let me show you the last thirty-six consecutive slashes of the Gale Twin-Headed Demon Wolf's self-created soul skill." Feng Xiaotian's voice came from all directions amidst the storm.

Tang San stood dumbfounded in the center of the storm?

What? There's a follow-up 36-hit combo? No, no, where did you get that 36-hit combo?

You, you fucking tell me, after being reborn, not only did you maintain your soul power level and self-created soul skills, but you even expanded your self-created soul skills to the Seventy-Two Slashes! You, what makes you so special? What makes you so outstanding? What makes you so special? I am the chosen one of this era!

However, even though he didn't want to believe it was true, Tang San had no choice but to pick up the Clear Sky Hammer and continue to layer the Chaotic Cloak.

Soon, the first consecutive strike came from the storm. Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer was the first to strike. When the Chaotic Cloak and the Gale Wolf's consecutive strikes collided, Tang San's body flew back more than ten meters before he barely managed to stabilize himself. He had clearly been at a disadvantage in the previous exchange.

Tang San stared incredulously at the hand gripping the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer, thinking, "How is this possible?"

But then he realized that the boost from each stack of the Haotian Hammer was higher than that from Feng Xiaotian's, so his confidence surged and he continued to win.

The second impact sent Tang San flying even further, nearly causing him to crash to the ground and be unable to get up again.

Both of his self-created soul skills were stacked to attack, but Tang San could clearly feel that the power increased by his Chaotic Cloak was far less than that of the opponent's slashing skills.

The thought that he was uglier, shorter, and weaker than Feng Xiaotian, and now even inferior to his own self-created soul skills, filled Tang San with unbearable disbelief. He let out a furious roar:
"No way, absolutely impossible."

With that, Tang San grabbed the Clear Sky Hammer and charged forward. In the next clash, Tang San was slammed onto the Soul Arena like a dead dog, cracking the arena itself. Tang San struggled to his feet and charged again, only to be sent flying once more, each time with increasing force.

Finally, on the ninth attempt, Tang San could no longer hold on, because his soul power had been exhausted.

Feng Xiaotian landed in front of Tang San, looking down at him and said, "You little punk, you don't look so good. You only managed to catch nine of my thirty-six consecutive strikes. There were still twenty-seven strikes left. Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?"

"You!" Tang San gritted his teeth and grabbed the Clear Sky Hammer, but unexpectedly, the Clear Sky Hammer vanished in a flash. Tang San's soul power was no longer sufficient to maintain the existence of the Clear Sky Hammer.

"So, you're out of options, you have to admit it," Feng Xiaotian said. "You've already lost."

Tang San lowered his head. He was unwilling to accept this outcome, but he was powerless to fight back.

"Remember the bet we made before the match?"

Tang San raised his head and looked around. The room was full of spectators. Remembering the contents of the bet, he felt a pang of conflict. Was he really going to have to make a scene in front of everyone?
"You're so mean, Tang San." Yu Tianheng's voice came to Tang San's ear: "Don't forget that this bet was made by you and Brother Xiaotian in front of Xiao Wu. But it's okay if you want to break the bet. After all, it's not the first or second time you've broken a bet, right, Xiao Wu?"

"Ah Heng, don't talk about Ah San like that. No matter what, Ah San is still Xiao Wu's 'Giegie'."

Tang San turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. Xiao Wu and Yu Tianheng appeared at the edge of the Soul Arena.

Yu Tianheng reminded Tang San that Xiao Wu was a witness to this bet.

Thinking of this, Tang San closed his eyes tightly and repeatedly told himself: I cannot be a person who breaks his promise in Xiao Wu's heart, I cannot.

Thinking this, Tang San opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, and said breathlessly, "It's just a bet, okay, I'll carry it out."

With that, Tang San knelt down before Feng Xiaotian, raised his charcoal-black head, and said, "Master, I was wrong, Master!"

"Hahahaha," Feng Xiaotian laughed loudly and said, "Sigh, I forgive you." As he spoke, he reached out and ruffled Tang San's hair, saying, "After all, you're Xiao Wu's girl, so how could I make things difficult for you? Come on, get up."

As he spoke, Feng Xiaotian helped Tang San up and said, "In the future, when Xiao Wu and I are married, we'll need you to stand guard outside our door on our wedding night!"

Standing guard? Upon hearing this, Tang San coughed up a mouthful of blood and immediately fainted.

(End of this chapter)