Douluo Continent: Blue and Silver Twins, adopted by Bibi Dong

Chapter 119 Ah Yin: Tang Hao, the way you are now disgusts me! Tang Hao burst into tears!

His hands were spasming uncontrollably.

His ten fingers curled up like chicken claws, the fingertips turning black, and his once strong and powerful arms were now shrinking at a visible rate.

That was the fear of being deprived of power.

For the disciples of the Haotian Sect, losing their arms to wield the great hammer is tantamount to losing their souls.

"Second brother—second brother!"

How are you?!

Despite the excruciating pain, Tang Xiao staggered toward Tang Hao beside him, trying to help him up.

But he found that he couldn't lift his arms at all; they just hung down at his sides like two dead snakes.

At this moment, Tang Hao's situation was even worse than Tang Xiao's.

He knelt in the dust, the Clear Sky Hammer that had once struck fear into the hearts of countless Soul Masters.

She lay quietly in front of him, just inches away.

But this place, once so close, has now become an insurmountable distance.

Tang Hao desperately tried to reach out and grasp the hammer handle, even if it was just to touch that cold metallic feel again.

But he couldn't do it.

His arms had completely lost sensation, with only the burning sensation deep in his bones constantly reminding him of this.

It's ruined, completely ruined.

However, what made Tang Hao feel even more desperate and devastated than his physical disability was his heart.

Despite the excruciating pain, his bloodshot, almost bursting eyes remained fixed on the distance ahead.

There stood the woman he longed for.

"Ah—Agin—"

Tang Hao's lips trembled, his voice hoarse and broken, carrying a hint of humble pleading, like a drowning person trying to grasp at the last straw.

He was waiting.

He hoped that Ah Yin would glance at him, even if it was out of pity, anger, or blame for his incompetence.

As long as she still has even the slightest reaction, it means she still cares about him, and that there's still a chance to salvage the situation.

However, reality delivered a resounding slap, shattering his last shred of illusion.

In sight.

Ah Yin stood quietly beside Lan Yue, her blue dress making her look ethereal and stunning.

Faced with Tang Hao's extremely miserable appearance, and the tragic state of his arms being completely destroyed and covered in blood, her face showed not the slightest fluctuation.

There was no heartache, no reluctance, not even a trace of extra emotion.

Those once gentle, watery blue eyes now resembled a stagnant pool, cold and indifferent, as if looking at a complete stranger, or a pile of worthless trash.

She even turned slightly to the side, extending her slender hand to gently brush away non-existent dust from Lan Yue's shoulder, her eyes revealing a submissiveness and gentleness that Tang Hao had never seen before.

At that moment, Tang Hao heard the sound of his own heart breaking.

It was even heavier and more desperate than the sound of the Haotian Hammer crashing to the ground.

Why————

Why are you looking at me like that?

"I am Tang Hao—I am the Tang Hao who swore to protect you for the rest of my life!"

The immense psychological gap, coupled with physical disability, finally and completely shattered this once proud and arrogant genius of the Haotian Sect.

"Waaaaahh ...

In this desolate wilderness, under the mocking gaze of his mortal enemy, Blue Moon, and amidst the indifference of his beloved.

Tang Hao cried.

This tough guy, who usually sheds blood but never tears, was now like an abandoned child, lying on the ground and wailing loudly.

Tears and snot mixed with dust and blood smeared all over his face, making him look extremely disheveled.

The youthful vigor, the arrogance, the dream of leading Ah Yin to dominate the continent—

At that moment, it all vanished into nothingness.

He was not only crying for lost love, but also for his completely shattered dignity and pride.

Seeing Tang Hao lying on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, Lan Yue's amusement deepened. She gently shook her head, a smile playing on her lips, and softly said to Ah Yin beside her, "Look...this is the so-called Haotian Twin Stars. I didn't know you traveled with them before."

"Tsk tsk tsk, truly—utterly vulnerable."

Hearing Lan Yue's sarcastic words, Ah Yin's originally cold and pretty face now showed a deep sense of shame.

She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look Lan Yue in the eye, her voice soft yet tinged with a hint of self-loathing for her past: "Your Highness, it was Ah Yin who was blind before—"

"How could anyone think that such a cowardly person who only knows how to cry is a true hero?"

"Now, in His Highness's presence, he is not even as insignificant as a speck of dust."

Seeing him like this, Ah Yin felt disgusted.

"7

These two words are "disgusting".

It was like two steel needles coated with deadly poison, piercing deeply into Tang Hao's already riddled heart.

"puff--!"

Overwhelmed by anger and the deadly poison affecting his arms, Tang Hao coughed up a mouthful of black blood, becoming extremely weak.

He lay on the ground, his vision blurred, the only thing echoing in his ears was Ah Yin's heartless "disgusting."

All the vows of eternal love and sweet memories of the past have become the biggest joke at this moment.

Just then.

Shhhhhh!

A series of hurried footsteps finally broke through the cover of the dense forest.

A dozen figures clad in the Spirit Hall's standard armor appeared like ghosts around the ravaged battlefield.

The leader was a cardinal, whose soul power fluctuations were at the Soul Douluo level.

The group following behind them were also elites of Soul King rank or above.

They had initially sensed the presence of soul power fluctuations at the Title Douluo level, and assumed they had discovered the trail of the 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast, which is why they rushed over to provide support or try to salvage the situation.

However, when they rushed out of the woods and saw what was in front of them, everyone was stunned.

An eerie silence fell over the air once again.

The cardinal stared wide-eyed at the two men on the ground in disbelief.

Although the two huge, iconic black hammers had fallen into the dust, he would never mistake the patterns on them.

Haotian Hammer!

Then look at those two people lying on the ground, their arms blackened and their postures contorted—

Although their faces were covered in blood and tears, and they looked like two stray dogs, their outlines were still vaguely discernible.

"This—this is—"

The cardinal gasped, his voice trembling slightly: "The twin stars of the Haotian Sect?"

Tang Xiaohe—Tang Hao?!

This exclamation exploded in Tang Hao's ears like a thunderclap.

He suddenly raised his head and, through his blurry, tear-filled eyes, saw that dazzling red robe of the Spirit Hall.

Normally, upon seeing anyone from the Spirit Hall, he would have already charged forward with his hammer.

But now————

With both arms crippled, he could only lie on the ground like a mangy dog ​​with a broken spine.

To make matters worse, his face still had wet tear stains and snot.

The dignified heir of the Haotian Sect, the future Haotian Douluo.

His hands had been crippled, and he lay on the ground weeping bitterly.

This scene was witnessed by the Spirit Hall, their arch-rival!

"No—no—"

A low, desperate growl, like that of a wild beast, escaped Tang Hao's throat.

He wanted to bury his head in the ground, to find a crack in the earth to crawl into.

The shame of having one's dignity utterly trampled upon is a thousand times more unbearable than killing him!

"Hehe, looks like the audience has all arrived."

As Lan Yue watched this scene, the smile on her lips grew even more amused.