Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 39 Wang Qiu'er vs. Tang Hao (Please read on...please add to your favorites...please vote with monthly tickets...please recommend...)
Three hundred miles west of Holy Soul Village lies an unnamed valley.

A strong smell of cheap beer mixed with the scent of damp earth filled the air.

Deep in the valley, in front of a simple, dilapidated wooden hut, a man with a scraggly beard and messy hair like withered grass sat slumped on a boulder, holding a nearly empty wine flask in his hand.

His eyes were cloudy, and his aura was decadent and restrained, like a dusty statue. He was none other than the former Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao.

However, this decadent tranquility was suddenly shattered!

Four terrifying auras suddenly descended like a curtain from the sky, precisely sealing off the four sides of the valley and the sky above!

Extreme cold, scorching heat, and a sharp, incomparably sharp aura that followed like a shadow instantly enveloped the entire valley, as if the space itself was frozen, ignited, and cut apart!

Tang Hao's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying light!
The air of dejection vanished, replaced by a fierce and solemn presence, like a lion awakening!

He suddenly stood up, and the enormous Haotian Hammer that had once shaken the entire continent instantly appeared in his hand. The dark hammer body was wrapped in the aura of the dark red God of Slaughter Domain, and its violent momentum soared into the sky, trying to break through the invisible blockade!
"Who?!" A hoarse voice, brimming with boundless rage and astonishment, boomed through the valley. His heart sank to the bottom; this display of force was no accident!
His response was not words, but a dazzling golden streak that tore through the air!
Boom!

Like a golden meteor falling to earth, the violent shockwave instantly crushed the boulder in front of Tang Hao into dust!

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a tall and agile figure slowly straightened up.

Wang Qiu'er!
Her long golden hair danced wildly in the turbulent air currents, like burning golden flames.

The dragon's eyes, like molten gold, locked onto Tang Hao. There was no trace of solemnity in the face of a legendary powerhouse, only pure, almost burning, excitement and fighting spirit!

She licked her slightly dry lips, a wild smile on her face, like someone discovering a new toy.

"You're Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo?" Wang Qiu'er's voice was clear and crisp, carrying an undisguised lightness and curiosity, as if confirming a long-awaited opponent. "I heard you used to be quite good at fighting? My young master sent me to 'play' with you!"

Tang Hao's pupils suddenly contracted!

The aura of the blonde girl before him was vast as the sea and blazing as the sun, carrying a terrifying pressure that made even his martial soul instinctively tremble!
Peak level 97!
Moreover, that aura... was filled with a pure, savage sense of oppression! It was something no human soul master could possess!
Could it be some kind of unknown, powerful bloodline?!

"Who is your young master?!" Tang Hao's voice was low and hoarse, filled with shock and vigilance.

He instantly understood the source of those terrifying auras that sealed off the valley—this was definitely a premeditated hunt targeting him!
Who is this "young master" they're talking about?!

"I'm not telling you!" Wang Qiu'er grinned, revealing her snow-white little tiger teeth. Her smile was dazzling, yet it contained a chilling ferocity. "Now, fight me first!"

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Qiu'er moved!

No probing, no nonsense!
She stomped her right foot hard on the ground!
boom--!
Centered on her landing point, the hard mountain rocks crumbled and collapsed inch by inch, like fragile biscuits!
A golden shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread out in a ring, turning vegetation to ashes wherever it passed!

She transformed into a human weapon, exuding a savage aura that could crush everything, and appeared in front of Tang Hao in an instant!

The golden dragon claw tore through the air with a piercing shriek, aiming straight for Tang Hao's head!
Simple, brutal, and direct!
Pure, overwhelming power!
Tang Hao roared and unleashed his full killing power in an attempt to slow down Wang Qiu'er's movements.

At the same time, he swung his enormous Haotian Hammer with the force to split mountains and cleave seas!
The dark hammer was instantly dyed a dark gold by the surging soul power, and the air was compressed, producing a muffled boom! As a power-type, offensive titled Douluo, he was confident that he feared no one in a pure clash of power!

"Seventh Soul Skill! Haotian True Form!"

clang--! ! ! !

The ear-piercing clang of metal against metal, loud enough to shatter eardrums, echoed through the valley!

The golden dragon claws collided fiercely with the massive Haotian Hammer!
A terrifying shockwave, visible to the naked eye, exploded outwards!

The mountain walls on both sides of the valley looked as if they had been sliced ​​by an invisible giant blade, and large swathes of rocks collapsed and tumbled down with a rumble!

Tang Hao felt an overwhelming, terrifying force, as if from a prehistoric beast, surge through the hammer handle!

His proud power, the mighty force capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, appeared so... utterly insignificant before that slender hand covered in shimmering golden dragon scales!
puff!
Tang Hao groaned as his tiger's mouth instantly split open, and blood stained the hammer handle!
The hard ground beneath his feet sank as if into tofu, and his legs sank deep into the rocks, up to his knees!
The immense recoil caused his blood and qi to surge, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted!
The real Haotian Hammer in his hand was actually shaken backward and almost slipped out of his grasp!
"Oh?" Wang Qiu'er tilted her head, a hint of undisguised disappointment and... mockery flashing in her golden dragon eyes.

She remained motionless, her claws outstretched, as if the earth-shattering blow she had just delivered was merely a casual flick of the wrist.

She looked at Tang Hao, who was disheveled and half-buried in the ground, and her clear voice, carrying a naive cruelty and naked contempt, echoed through the valley:

"Hey, bearded man! Is this all the power you have?"

"The legendary Haotian Douluo... is this all the strength he has?"

"So weak! It's not even enough to warm me up!"

Xue Qinglan's usually cold eyebrows twitched slightly, perhaps because she thought the girl was too arrogant, or perhaps because she felt her opponent was indeed insignificant. But she remained silent, simply waiting for Ling Han's will.

Ling Han chuckled softly, his voice carrying a hint of lazy amusement: "It seems Qiu'er is quite dissatisfied."

His gaze was fixed on the ground below with great interest, as if watching a caged beast's final struggle.

"you wanna die!!!"

Tang Hao's cloudy eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot rage, and he let out a beast-like roar!

How many years has it been? How many years has it been since anyone dared to underestimate Haotian Douluo like this!
Even when the Spirit Hall was hunting him down, he had never been so blatantly humiliated!
Despair was ignited by rage, and the suppressed ferocity exploded completely!
"Roar--!"

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

Nine spirit rings rose up from beneath his feet like a boiling volcano!

Especially the eerie blood-red color of that soul ring, symbolizing a hundred thousand years, emitted a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble!
The immense soul power surged through the entire valley like a tangible raging torrent!

With a sudden burst of strength from his legs, he pulled himself out of the deep rock with a thud, sending shards of rock flying!
(End of this chapter)