Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

However, they made a mistake: when Tang Hao became a Title Douluo, the situation had already spiraled out of their control.

As Tang Hao walked out, before they could even react, their pupils constricted as they witnessed a horrifying scene.

The first eight spirit rings, which had been restored due to the sacrifice, shattered again. At the same time, the ninth blood-red spirit ring suddenly flashed.

The pitch-black giant hammer grew wildly in size, resembling a small mountain. The blood-red spirit rings painted the hammer the same color, exuding an overwhelming aura of ferocity.

Raise your hand! Slam it down!

An overwhelming shadow loomed over the three titled Douluo.

This attack was comparable to a casual strike from a level 98 Title Douluo.

……

"That's how it happened. The Pope was seriously injured, and the two elders almost perished. After that, Tang Hao's name resounded throughout the continent, and many Soul Masters bestowed upon him the title: Haotian."

Su Haichao stopped speaking, and the room fell into a brief silence.

Tang Shan's expression changed several times. He had been immersed in his cultivation and training during this period, and he did not expect that the timeline had progressed to this point. Presumably, Tang San should have been born by now.

Su Haichao's information was not entirely complete. He only knew that the Pope and two elders had besieged Tang Hao and suffered a crushing defeat. As for the 100,000-year-old soul beast Blue Silver Emperor, it was clearly beyond his current level of understanding.

Fortunately, Tangshan is familiar with the original work and can roughly reconstruct the situation at the time. However, it is unknown whether there was a mastermind behind this grand drama.

Tang Shan stroked his chin, thought about it briefly, and realized there were too many possibilities. He wasn't a firsthand witness, so it was really hard for him to see clearly.

"Father, did you urgently call my elder brother and me back this time because of the Pope?"

Tang Shan pondered the purpose of his father's summons of him and his elder brother and began to speculate.

"No."

Su Haichao shook his head.

"Even if the Pope dies and the Holy Maiden becomes Pope, it won't affect us much. We've taken good care of Yu Xiaogang. Besides, if he really had a close relationship with the Holy Maiden, she wouldn't have ignored him for so long."

Tang Shan could only sigh at his father's perspective, realizing that most people simply cannot comprehend the complex thinking of someone with a mental illness.

If Tang Shan hadn't read the original novel and witnessed the Pope's outrageous behavior, he truly wouldn't have believed that the Pope had such a huge obsession with Yu Xiaogang.

However, as his father said, we have never looked down on Yu Xiaogang. Even when he came to our door for no apparent reason and said he wanted to take us as his apprentice, and then left for no apparent reason, we did not cause him any trouble.

Even if Su Haichao and the master have some connection, the innocent punishment of a city's temple master would cause Bibi Dong, whose position is already unstable, to lose a large number of people's hearts again.

At most, she's so love-struck that she's bordering on mental illness, but she's not crazy. It's really not that bad.

Su Haichao looked at the boundless sky and sighed deeply.

"What I'm worried about is that if the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall go to war, it won't be good if it affects us."

"I hope nothing bad happens to the Pope."

Just as Tang Shan recalled the fate of a certain unfortunate pope, as if by telepathy, one of the soul tools on Su Haichao's body reacted.

He quickly took out a long, narrow communication device from his storage bracelet and activated it by injecting soul power.

"Good, good! I'll immediately instruct my men to be on high alert..."

Unable to hear what the other person was saying, the communication lasted for several minutes before ending.

Su Haichao put down the communication device, his face grim.

"The Pope died despite all efforts to save him."

When Tang Shan heard Su Haichao's words, his first reaction was not surprise or as expected, but astonishment.

The phrase "died despite all efforts to save him" sounded strangely familiar. If he hadn't lived with his father for six years, he would have seriously suspected that his father might have encountered dump trucks in the past.

"The Pope has been succeeded by the Holy Maiden Bibi Dong, and the Spirit Hall is preparing to go to war with the Clear Sky Sect."

Su Haichao's expression was serious.

"You should either stay at home or come to the Spirit Hall during this period. Don't run around."

Once this war starts, all sorts of monsters and demons might emerge, so we must be on high alert.

The two men from Tangshan nodded in agreement.

……

Before the enormous angel statue, Qian Daoliu looked at the letter in his hand with a complex expression.

The elegant yet spirited handwriting and the unique angelic message undoubtedly revealed the identity of the letter's owner.

The letter was soft in places, clearly from tears that had fallen on it and dried.

Heartbreaking! Every word is written in blood!

Seeing the sadness in his granddaughter's words, Qian Daoliu didn't know how he should feel at this moment.

"Xiaoxue, your father was wrong, your mother was wrong, and your grandfather was wrong. I hope you can accept it when you learn the truth."

We are all sinners. When you become the God of Angels, judge us all together.

I will not let that woman surpass you, Xiaoxue, to become a god first. When that time comes, you will judge both her and my sins.

There was no one else in front of the angel statue except for Qian Daoliu, and no one heard his mutterings.

Turn around, face the angel statue, and bow your head in prayer.

Is it a blessing, a confession, or atonement?

As time went by, nothing changed much.

Training is necessary, so is spiritual practice.

The conflict between the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall erupted more intensely than expected, but it also ended more quickly than anticipated.

Finally, the sect leader of the Haotian Sect died and many Haotian disciples sacrificed themselves. After that, the number one sect in the world closed its mountain, Haotian Douluo: Tang Hao was expelled from the sect, and the subordinate forces, led by the four single-attribute families, broke away from the Haotian Sect.

"Hahaha, I've broken through!"

Su Yuntao's laughter rang out in the courtyard. He stood with his hands on his hips, his face beaming with smugness.

"Then let's have a go, brother."

As Tang Shan spoke, a fist carrying the whistling sound of wind was already aimed at Su Yuntao's face.

"Young man, you have no martial ethics, you actually ambushed me."

Although he said that, Su Yuntao's response was quite swift.

He raised his hand and clenched his fist, revealing the muscles in his arm, and collided with the fist that came crashing down on him.

boom!

The sound of flesh colliding was accompanied by Su Yuntao's gasp.

"Little brother, your fists have gotten harder again, and look at your skin. Anyone who says your original martial soul is a useless martial soul, I'll fight them."

He quickly jumped back two steps, got into a fighting stance, and his face was very serious.

"Big brother, use your soul power. Today I'll use the technique I just acquired."

Tang Shan had a faint smile on his face, a rosy complexion, and bright eyes, and looked like a young man in his early teens.

The growth effect of the original martial soul combined with Tang Shan's own training method is still too exaggerated. He is clearly not seven years old, but he looks like a teenager.

Upon hearing Tang Shan's instructions, Su Yuntao did not act rashly, but instead unhesitatingly channeled his soul power into his fists and feet.

After seeing that Su Yuntao was ready, Tang Shan did not hesitate. He tapped the ground with his foot, and although he did not exert much force, a small pit appeared in the ground.

Invigorate yourself, strengthen your bones, and gather your strength before throwing a punch.

boom!

The sound originated from the resounding of muscles and bones, and also from the explosive sound of air.

Upon seeing this commotion, Su Yuntao's eyelids twitched violently. Without hesitation, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, unleashing his soul power to its limit, preparing to defend himself.

boom!

With a punch landing on the hardest part of his crossed hands, Su Yuntao's entire body leaned back, dissipating the force, and then his left leg swept out, striking towards Tang Shan.

Faced with the sweeping thigh, Tang Shan did not dodge, but instead sat down on his buttocks, his feet seemingly rooted to the ground, remaining unmoved.

The thigh collided with Tangshan's calf, but the calf won in the end, and Tangshan's entire body did not sway at all.

However, this was not the end. Su Yuntao's palms took the shape of claws and attacked various parts of Tang Shan's body.

Tangshan countered each move with a swift and decisive attack, seemingly always just a hair's breadth away from victory, but that hair's breadth proved to be an insurmountable barrier.

After exchanging dozens more blows, Tang Shan remained calm and composed, while Su Yuntao's face was flushed and he could no longer continue.

In the end, Tang Shan took the initiative to stop, and Su Yuntao was able to recover.

As he gasped for breath, beads of sweat poured out from every pore of his body.

If anyone had witnessed the fight between the two, they would have been astonished to find that, despite the intense battle, neither of them had broken a sweat throughout the entire fight.

Clearly, Su Yuntao has mastered the standing meditation method of Tangshan in recent days and has a strong control over his own pores.

The so-called "closing pores" may seem mysterious, but many people have actually experienced it – it's called shivering.

After taking a hot shower in winter, as soon as you step out of the bathroom, a gust of cold wind blows through you, and you shiver and feel a chill run down your spine, as if all the pores on your body are tightly closed.

When your pores close, the energy is locked inside your body, and you will feel instantly refreshed.

This is what is known as closing pores to prevent energy from leaking out.

P.S.: Tomorrow I'll be hunting spirit beasts to obtain spirit rings. Guess what the protagonist's first spirit beast will be? Hint: it appeared in the original story, but it's not a super spirit beast. Please add to your favorites, give recommendations, and vote for me! I'm extremely grateful!

Chapter 21 discusses the compatibility between the Martial Soul and Chinese Martial Arts, and the essence of early-stage Martial Soul cultivation.

"Young man, is this what you call Ming Jin, which you've been researching?"

Wiping the sweat from his body, Su Yuntao recalled Tang Shan's powerful punch and couldn't help but admire it.

Tang Shan nodded: "This power is not derived from soul power, but originates from the physical body itself. It can be regarded as one of the results of my research on the physical body's martial soul."

As he spoke, he made several feints in the air, producing crisp sounds.

This sound is not just the explosive sound of a fist breaking through the air, but also the harmonious rhythm of the muscles and bones working together.

"Based on what I felt just now, your strength was probably no less than that of an ordinary beast spirit attack-type great soul master. Can I learn that?"

As Su Yuntao spoke, his eyes lit up, clearly eager for the Ming Jin effect that Tang Shan had just demonstrated.