Douluo: Wuhun Eats Iron Beast, Never Become a Slave

Chapter 122 Eight-Ring Soul Douluo Tang Hao

As the aftershocks subsided, a huge crater, hundreds of meters in diameter, appeared in Sunset Forest.

One of the figures lay in the deep pit, its entire body embedded in the mud.

Reaching out, he slowly crawled out of the mud.

Click!

As soon as he stood up, his ancient black armor began to crack with a series of crisp sounds.

Spiderweb-like cracks quickly spread across his body, and finally, with a loud "bang," his ancient black armor shattered, completely exposing the figure inside.

It was Zhao Mu who took Tang Hao's hammer head-on.

The armor on his body, which had awakened his martial soul, shattered, and Zhao Mu staggered slightly, but managed to stand up steadily in the end.

A smile played on Zhao Mu's lips, which gradually grew more and more arrogant until he finally burst into laughter.

He made the right bet!

Zhao Mu was betting that he was immune to metal, and therefore also immune to all kinds of weapons! And all sorts of...

Weapon Spirit!
Tang Hao's hammer strike just now was his full power, comparable to the hammer strike he delivered at the end of the Soul Master Tournament in the original story.

Zhao Mu, who only possesses the strength of a Soul King, has all his opportunities locked in. He has no way to dodge, nor can he escape, so he is destined to withstand Tang Hao's hammer blow head-on.

On the brink of life and death, Zhao Mu could only gamble, hoping that his special physique would grant him immunity to the damage from his weapon spirit.

Zhao Mu could gamble, but Black and White didn't seem to be immune to metal weapons, so Zhao Mu had no choice but to put Black and White away.

Fortunately, Zhao Mu's gamble paid off in the end!

He was indeed immune to the damage from the weapon spirit. If it weren't for the weapon spirit's immunity, even a Soul Saint or Soul Douluo wouldn't be able to withstand Tang Hao's full-force hammer blow, let alone be like Zhao Mu, who was injured and had his black armor shattered simply because of the immense force.

Of course, it was fortunate that the ground was soil, which provided some cushioning. If it had been a hard surface, it might have caused Zhao Mu even greater injuries.

Seeing Zhao Mu withstand his full-force hammer blow and still survive, Tang Hao began to question his own existence, even forgetting about his own injuries.

"Cough cough."

Under the influence of Medusa's curse, Tang Hao finally couldn't help but cough heavily.

Strangely, despite such severe injuries and violent coughing, he hadn't coughed up any blood. Could it be that his internal organs had already turned to stone under the erosion of the curse's power?
Tang Hao was filled with despair, and he aged considerably in an instant. His already unkempt appearance made him look even older.

Tang Hao laughed even more when he saw Zhao Mu summon the black and white bear again.

He could only manage a bitter smile. Tang Hao never imagined that he, who had made a name for himself on the continent, would one day be caught off guard and die at the hands of a Soul King.

Looking at Zhao Mu, who remained motionless and made no move after summoning the black and white, Tang Hao guessed.

Having withstood a single blow from his own hand, was he already at his last gasp?

But it didn't matter anymore. Feeling his body completely drained of life force, Tang Hao was already on his last legs.

He hadn't even watched his mistress grow up, get married, and have children; he hadn't yet taken revenge on the Spirit Hall; and he hadn't yet atone for his sect's sins.
There's no chance left.
Just as Tang Hao was about to give up, his 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor Soul Ring once again burst forth with a dazzling red light.

Feeling the dazzling and warm glow, Tang Hao seemed to sense that familiar aura.

"Ah Yin, is that you?"

"Ah Yin, are you trying to persuade me not to give up?"

"Yes, I still have so many things to do, I can't die yet!"

After muttering to himself, Tang Hao once again unleashed a terrifying aura.

The Realm of the God of Slaughter, rise!
This time, the God of Slaughter's Domain is no longer for killing, but for survival!

A renewed hope welled up in Tang Hao's eyes, and he leaped into the air, disregarding whether Zhao Mu was at his last gasp, and fled into the distance. Seeing Tang Hao preparing to escape, Black and White emitted several arcs of electricity.

However, just like when he dealt with Flander, although Tang Hao's martial soul was not a flying type martial soul, as a titled Douluo, Tang Hao himself could fly.

Using his speed, Tang Hao dodged the black and white electric arcs.

As Tang Hao's figure disappeared completely into a black dot in the distance, and Zhao Mu could no longer sense his presence, he could no longer hold back. His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Hei Bai quickly ran to Zhao Mu's side, scratched Zhao Mu with its paws, worriedly stuck out its tongue to lick Zhao Mu's cheek, and kept a watchful eye on its surroundings.

the other side.

Tang Hao persisted in flying for a while, but eventually couldn't hold on any longer and plummeted from the sky.

Tang Hao fell into the forest and collapsed, his body petrified over a large area, with nearly 90% of his body petrified.

Even if I get rid of Zhao Mu, am I still going to die?

When petrification nearly spread throughout Tang Hao's entire body, turning him completely into a stone, only his ninth spirit ring, the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor spirit ring, continued to radiate its own unique light.

Tang Hao was completely unconscious at this moment, with only the red 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor Soul Ring indicating that he was not quite dead yet.

The red 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Ring transformed into a red mist, which swirled and formed a blurry female figure.

The woman gently stroked Tang Hao's rough, calloused face, her tenderness and heartache evident.

After the tender moment, the red mist poured entirely into Tang Hao's body, who was lying unconscious on the ground.

As the red gas surged in, a faint red light enveloped Tang Hao's body, and a new vitality filled his entire being.

The curse power that had gained the upper hand suddenly began to retreat...

Tang Hao's petrified body parts began to change from grayish-white to white again, and finally to light red.

The entire conversion process lasted for more than half an hour.

All the petrified parts of Tang Hao's body returned to normal, and Medusa's curse power actually went from fading to disappearing.

Tang Hao's breathing became even, and after a few more minutes, he slowly woke up from his coma.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Tang Hao dazedly assessed his condition. Apart from still feeling somewhat weak, the curse that had caused his body to turn to stone had completely disappeared.

Touching his cheek, Tang Hao's slightly aged and weathered face revealed a touch of tenderness.

"Ah Yin, you saved my life again..."

"I will come to find you after I have finished what I need to do..."

At the same time, a spirit ring appeared beneath Tang Hao's feet.

Yellow, purple, black, black, black...

Eight? Only eight spirit rings?!

That unique red 100,000-year soul ring has disappeared.

Tang Hao survived the crisis and came back to life.

However, having regained his life, he was no longer the Haotian Title Douluo he once was.

Instead, it is Tang Hao, the current eight-ring Soul Douluo!

The eternal 8-ring Contra!

PS: I don't know if you guys will like this version. Actually, I'm also conflicted about this part of the plot. It might be a flaw, but that's how the outline of the book is. I chose to follow my own judgment, whether it's good or bad. If it causes any bad reading experience for you, I apologize in advance!

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