Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 156 Betrayed by All, the Villainous Tang San, the Unexpected Arrival.
"What?! That figure wrapped in tattered rags, hunched over like a stray dog, is Haotian Douluo?!"

The Soul Masters in the front row of the stands suddenly leaned forward, their eyes gleaming with disbelief.

"You know what, the half-face peeking out from the messy gray hair, the curve of the nose really does resemble the Haotian Douluo on the wanted poster by seven points!"

Someone in the back row was holding binoculars and struggling to see clearly.

"No wonder Tianxia Wuzei remained silent with a cold laugh earlier! It turns out that Haotian Douluo has long been a prisoner of the Spirit Hall."

"We're still standing there dumbfounded, wondering what he should choose, while he's just watching a monkey show!"

Laughter crashed against the dome like a tidal wave, then crashed back into the crowd, startling countless people so much that their faces burned with embarrassment.

Those indignant shouts from just now are now stuck in my throat, turning into a bitter self-mockery.

Tang San, who was being trampled underfoot, let out a hoarse breathing sound as he struggled to lift his head and look up.

In my line of sight, two familiar figures were crawling on all fours, using their hands and feet.

His beggar-like figure had mud stuck under his fingernails, and his tattered sleeves dragged on the ground, leaving winding gray streaks.

The person next to him made his eyes widen in fury.

The man who always wore black tight-fitting clothes was now wearing a gaudy scarlet gauze dress.

The hem of her skirt swept across the floor tiles, resembling a delicate flower, particularly eye-catching.

"That's my father, and... my teacher?!"

These two people were his father, Tang Hao, and his teacher, Yu Xiaogang.

Tang San's teeth chattered violently, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from a pile of shattered glass.

"Impossible! My father was a Title Douluo of the continent, and a powerful figure capable of killing the previous Pope of the Spirit Hall! It's all fake, a complete lie! It's your conspiracy!"

Seeing that Tang San was still deceiving himself, Tianxia Wuzei curled up a wicked smile.

She pursed her lips at the two of them, making a clear, twitching sound, as if calling to her own pet.

The two figures stopped abruptly at the sound, then looked up in unison as if their spines had been removed.

Tang Hao's face, which had once struck fear into the hearts of the Spirit Hall, was now covered in bruises and welts, and a piece of his lower lip was missing, revealing his white gums.

Yu Xiaogang revealed a face that was neither male nor female, with an effeminate appearance.

The two faces, bathed in the pale sunlight, truly resembled dogs waiting to be fed, gazing longingly in the direction of a world without thieves.

Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly.

The majestic figure of my father wielding a hammer and shattering the mountain peak in my memory, and the teacher's commanding presence on the Blue Tyrant Academy's podium, were all shattered by the scene before me.

He originally thought that as long as he called out his father Haotian Douluo's name, he could summon a powerful backer like summoning a god, and from then on he could do whatever he wanted on the continent.

But now, the person who thought he was the biggest backer is being bossed around like a dog.

This stark contrast nearly caused Tang San to choke on his breath and die.

Seeing this, Tianxia Wuzei gently rubbed his foot, and fine cracks immediately appeared on the floor surface.

"You just said that if you lay a finger on one of your hairs, Tang Hao would raze the Spirit Hall to the ground?"

His heel suddenly sank down, and Tang San's head instantly sank three or four centimeters into the floor.

"Why don't you call out to him now and see if this Haotian Douluo will smash me with a hammer or lick your brains clean with his tongue?"

Tang San's head slowly flattened under the pressure of the hard floor, as if it would explode at any moment.

As you slowly apply pressure with your foot, spiderweb-like cracks appear on the floor and spread at a visible speed.

Sensing the approach of death, Tang San suddenly began to convulse violently.

Warm, yellow liquid seeped from his trouser leg, and the stench of excrement and urine filled the air.

He actually lost control of his bladder and bowels!
The thief, disgusted, released his foot and quickly stepped back a distance to avoid being tainted by the filth.

Tang San knew he couldn't escape in front of everyone, so he simply abandoned all pretense of decency.

He immediately knelt on the ground and began kowtowing repeatedly.

He begged for mercy, tears streaming down his face.

"Your Highness, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have argued with you."

"Take Xiao Wu if you want her. I was deceived by her too. Tang Hao was the murderer of the previous pope. It has nothing to do with me!"

"As for Yu Xiaogang, he instigated me to attack Your Highness, and he deserves to end up in this state."

"All of this really has nothing to do with me!"

Upon hearing this, the entire audience burst into laughter.

He pointed at Tang San, his eyes filled with disgust.

"Hey, at first I thought Tang San had some backbone, but I didn't expect him to show his true colors after losing his backer!"

"Hilarious! He said he'd go after him. Now that he's gone after him, he's unhappy. What a hypocrite!"

"A person who can so easily abandon his father, sister, and teacher is truly loyal and filial!"

Hearing the audience's mockery, Xiao Wu, who was not far from Tang San, gave a self-deprecating smile. She recalled what Tang San had once said to her: "If they want to hurt you, then let them step over my dead body first."

She was moved by those words and that's why she felt that Tang San was someone she could entrust her life to.

However, now that the matter has truly come to a life-or-death moment, Tang San has completely forgotten these words.

Tang San felt no remorse whatsoever. As the saying goes, "Husbands and wives are like birds in the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly away separately."

Besides, they haven't even reached that point yet.

Looking at Tang San's shameless behavior, Tianxia Wuzei couldn't help but find it amusing.

"As expected, Tang San ultimately chose his own life over his companions!"

Although he didn't know if he could actually sacrifice himself, that didn't stop him from mocking Tang San.

Just then, a loud shout rang out from the audience.

"Tang San, I thought so highly of you before, but I never expected you to be such an ingrate! Not only did you not save Tang Hao and Xiao Wu, but you didn't even save your own teacher! Are you even human?!"

Before the words were finished, a dragon's roar resounded from the audience, and a wave of heat swept out.

Suddenly, Liu Erlong's martial spirit possessed her, and a crimson fire dragon, carrying a violent aura, swooped down towards the square.

The man with the witty smile did not make a move.

"Xiaogang, I'm here to save you!"

Just as Liu Erlong rushed onto the arena, a giant, pitch-black hand of soul power suddenly descended from the sky and struck her heavily in the back.

boom--

Blood gushed from her mouth, and she crashed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, kicking up clouds of dust.

The one who made the move was none other than Ghost.

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth at the sight, never expecting that the ghost and the moon had already changed hands.

"You ungrateful wretches! I should have devoured you all back then!"

However, she completely forgot how she had mistreated the two titled Douluo, and instead angrily denounced others for betrayal.

Liu Erlong struggled to sit up, letting out a heart-wrenching roar.

"What exactly did Xiaogang do wrong? Are you determined to kill him? He was just plotting against you, what's the big deal? Aren't there plenty of people plotting against you on the mainland?"

The onlookers nodded in agreement, concluding that Yu Xiaogang's crime did not warrant death.

"Heh." Tianxia Wuzei sneered. "Let's not even mention that he plagiarized the Spirit Hall's theories, took subsidies from the Spirit Hall, and yet turned against the Spirit Hall with swords."

The crime of harboring Tang San alone is enough to sentence him to death.

Liu Erlong still wanted to cause trouble, but Tianxia Wuzei slapped her across the face from a distance.

Snapped!
The crisp sound echoed throughout the arena. Liu Erlong was sent flying dozens of meters, blood and broken teeth spraying out.

The cold voice of "No Thieves Under Heaven" rang out again.

"Knowing full well that Yu Xiaogang is your cousin, you still shamelessly cling to him. How shameless are you?"

The onlookers, caught off guard by the unexpected revelation, immediately perked up.

"No Thieves Under Heaven" calculated that it was about time, and then gave instructions to Tang San.

"Tang San, if you cut off Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang's limbs now, I might consider sparing your life."

"Is this really true?!" Tang San seemed to have grasped at the last straw.

"Of course, I always keep my promises. However, I will only give you ten breaths. If you do not complete the task, you may die."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, a chilling glint instantly flashed in Tang San's eyes.

He stood up in full view of everyone, drew a sharp blade from his soul tool, and walked straight towards Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang.

When Tang San approached the two, he feigned sorrow on his face, but the murderous intent in his eyes remained undiminished.

"Father, teacher, please don't blame me. We are all trying our best to live!"

Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang were furious with each other, but they couldn't even bring themselves to hurl insults at each other.

Even before they were brought to power, the "No Thieves Under Heaven" campaign had already silenced them.

Tang San ignored this, slowly raising his long sword, the cold, gleaming blade about to fall.

The gaze of the thief-free man passed over Tang San and landed on Bibi Dong on the high platform.

Upon seeing this, Bibi Dong's eyes turned bloodshot, and the scepter in her hand creaked under her weight.

"That's it, let's get started! In that case, your reign as pope is over."

Just as Tang San was about to swing his sword, a thunderclap suddenly resounded in the clear sky.

"You insolent brat! How dare you kill someone from my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! Are you tired of living?!"

(End of this chapter)