Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Golden Dragon, Tang San's adoptive father

Lin Feng turned around and, sure enough, saw a masked man in black standing on a tree trunk.

Seeing his disheveled appearance, Lin Feng recognized him without hesitation as Tang San's father, Tang Hao.

He just felt that Tang Hao was putting on an act, wearing a cloak to maintain an air of mystery.

He was still standing on the tree trunk, looking down at him. Anyone who didn't know better would really think that Tang Hao was stronger than him.

"You came to see me so late just to spar with me?"

Lin Feng continued to feign ignorance, asking with suspicion,

Upon hearing Lin Feng's question, Tang Hao hesitated for a moment, but continued:

"Don't worry, to be fair, I won't use my Martial Soul, and my strength will remain at the Soul Saint level."

He actually had two things to discuss with Lin Feng today. First, he wanted to explain that he was Tang San's father, Tang Hao, which was also the most important thing.

The other thing is what I just mentioned, I want to spar with Lin Feng.

After all, one of them was once the youngest Soul Saint on the continent, and the other is currently the youngest Soul Saint, and also the teacher of the third brother.

Tang Hao felt it would be a pity not to have a competition; perhaps this was what he considered the mutual respect between geniuses.

Hearing Tang Hao's very confident statement, Lin Feng couldn't help but find it amusing.

How can one maintain their Soul Saint level of strength?

No need for spirit rings?

It seems Tang Hao now truly believes he's Zhao Wuji, genuinely thinking he can beat him up with just his fists, without even using his martial spirit.

But in order to avoid Tang Hao blaming him later, Lin Feng still confirmed with Tang Hao.

After all, Tang Hao is Tang San's father.

Even though we haven't seen each other for six years, the blood ties are still there, aren't they?

Are you sure?

Faced with Lin Feng's question, Tang Hao answered without hesitation and with great confidence.

"Of course I'm sure."

Seeing Tang Hao's unwavering and confident answer, Lin Feng decided it was time to give this former genius soul master a little shock.

"Tang Hao, Tang Hao, you're still too naive."

You never know what you're really facing.

"I possess power beyond your comprehension!"

However, in order to better punish Tang Hao, Lin Feng decided to let Tang Hao make the first move.

On the other side, Tang Hao waited a moment, and seeing that Lin Feng did not attack him, he decided to strike first.

"Interesting, a Soul Saint who knows how to be modest. However, we are sparring now."

After a moment of introspection, Tang Hao began to move.

Whoosh—

Although Tang Hao doesn't use his martial soul, he's still very fast.

In the blink of an eye, he was beside Lin Feng, along with Tang Hao's swinging right fist.

"Young man, although you have good talent, it's a pity you haven't ventured out to the mainland. You're still lacking experience. Today, let me, your senior, show you the difference between us."

Tang Hao spoke to Lin Feng in a tone that seemed to be lecturing a junior.

In his view, Lin Feng has talent and strength, but he's too arrogant and needs to be disciplined. After all, jade needs to be polished to become a gem.

"Is that so? Then you, as a senior, should be careful."

After saying this, Lin Feng dodged Tang Hao's attack in a flash.

Upon seeing this, Tang Hao was immediately startled.

"What!?"

"Lin Feng actually dodged my attack! Is this the speed a Soul Saint can possess?!"

However, what surprised him even more was yet to come.

Suddenly, Lin Feng appeared to his right.

Assume a horse stance with your legs apart, hands on your waist, right hand in a fist, and left hand firmly clenching your right fist.

Then, using the elbow of his right arm, he delivered a powerful elbow strike towards his waist.

"No!!!"

Amidst Tang Hao's cries of pain, his body was sent flying several meters by Lin Feng's elbow strike, slamming heavily into a large tree.

"I was actually elbowed several meters away by Lin Feng?!"

Tang Hao clutched his aching lower back, his face contorted in pain.

This is an utter disgrace! The mighty Haotian Douluo was elbowed away by a youth not even twenty years old. No one would believe it if word got out.

He just hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so cunning, attacking his weakest point.

Fortunately, Lin Feng held back at the last moment, so he wasn't seriously injured, but the pain would last for several days.

"Sir, are you alright? Shall we continue?"

Lin Feng had to admire Tang Hao's resilience, seeing that the prideful man had actually managed to stand up despite his pain.

Those are delicate kidneys! Even though he controlled his strength, it was still something an ordinary person couldn't withstand.

But Tang Hao actually got up from the ground without saying a word; his willpower was truly unwavering.

However, this also proves the strength of Tang Hao's kidneys; no wonder Ah Yin fell in love with Tang Hao, not Tang Xiao.

Actually, Lin Feng felt quite satisfied with the elbow strike just now, and he was a little unsatisfied.

Moreover, he was also avenging his mistress's childhood grievances, since what parents would let a toddler who had just learned to walk boil water and cook?

Not only does he not keep a mistress, but he also has the audacity to expect her to take care of him instead. Tang Hao is truly something else.

If Tang San hadn't transmigrated, it's questionable whether he would have even lived to see the day his martial soul awakened.

On the other side, when faced with Lin Feng's question, Tang Hao decisively shook his head.

"I lost. I didn't expect you to be so much stronger than an ordinary Soul Saint."

"And I've come here today for another reason; I have something to say to you."

If the sparring continues, his other kidney will probably also suffer an elbow strike from Lin Feng.

Even if Ah Yin miraculously survives, he can only watch helplessly from the sidelines.

He never expected Lin Feng to be so powerful, far surpassing ordinary Soul Saints, and even far inferior to him back then.

It seems he can now entrust his mistress to Lin Feng with peace of mind, allowing him to fully dedicate himself to the assassination of the Spirit Hall's geniuses.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao took a deep breath, removed the black mask from his head, and slowly spoke:

"Lin Feng, you must be familiar with this martial soul, right?"

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he slowly opened his right hand, and a hammer that was entirely black, with a handle about half a foot long, a cylindrical head, and a faint pattern coiled around the head, appeared in his hand.

"This...this is the Clear Sky Hammer, could you be...?!"

Lin Feng took a few steps forward and, after confirming that Tang Hao's martial soul was the Clear Sky Hammer, couldn't help but feign shock and exclaim...

Seeing Lin Feng's expression as if he had guessed something, Tang Hao continued to explain:

"That's right, just as you suspected."

"Actually, I am Haotian Douluo, and also Tang San's father, Tang Hao!"