Douluo Continent: Reborn Tang Hao, the strongest dad carries a sound system

"Let's wait," Tang San said softly. "It doesn't matter how long we wait."

He lay down and closed his eyes.

Outside the window, the moon peeked out from behind the clouds, its silvery light spilling onto the windowsill.

Matthew's snoring filled the air, rising and falling in my ears.

Tang San smiled and slowly fell asleep.

Outside Nottingham, on a small hill.

Tang Hao's perception remained locked onto Notting Academy.

He discovered it as soon as Yu Xiao entered Notting City.

He heard the entire conversation at the entrance of the teaching building.

"Shamelessly heading back home?" Tang Hao sneered. "That's certainly thick-skinned."

He leaned against the bluestone and looked up at the moon in the sky.

He knew Yu Xiaogang's plans all too well.

Wait until Tang San hits a wall, wait until the problems with the Life System are exposed, and then jump out and say, "I told you so."

It's hardly honorable for an adult to bet on a six-year-old child's "failure."

But Tang Hao wasn't worried at all.

Tang San possesses the Mysterious Heaven Skill, the Ghost Shadow Clone Technique, the Mysterious Jade Hand, and the ability to solve a hundred hidden weapons.

These Tang Sect's unique skills are Tang San's true trump cards.

Even if the Life-type Blue Silver Grass is weak in the early stages, with these skills as a safety net, it won't be too weak.

When the Blue Silver Emperor awakens, when the soul rings are stacked, and when its vitality becomes strong enough to crush everything.

Yu Xiaogang's poison control approach isn't even worthy of carrying the shoes of the ultimate life-saving method.

"Just you wait," Tang Hao said in a low voice, a dangerous smile playing on his lips. "You'll see."

He closed his eyes and continued his vigil.

The wind on the mountaintop gradually picked up, and the autumn nights grew increasingly chilly.

But Tang Hao felt that this autumn was warmer than any other autumn in the past.

......

Yu Xiaogang settled down at Notting College.

The dean arranged a separate dormitory for him, in the row of bungalows behind the teaching building.

The place wasn't big, but it was quiet, which made it suitable for him to continue his research.

After the news spread, the teachers in the college were discussing it extensively.

"Why is the master back again? Didn't he leave?"

"I heard that he was unwilling to give up and wanted to stay and see that child named Tang San."

"What's so interesting about a Blue Silver Grass?"

"That child was born with full soul power, and his first soul ring was a hundred years old."

"A hundred-year-old Blue Silver Grass? That's rare. But how strong can Blue Silver Grass really be?"

There was talk of it, but nobody really took it to heart.

Nottingham Academy isn't exactly a prestigious school, so retaining someone like a master like him isn't a bad thing for the academy.

Yu Xiaogang ignored these discussions.

His daily life is very regular.

I would take a walk in the academy in the morning, spend the morning organizing manuscripts in my room, go to the training field to watch the students train in the afternoon, and continue my research in the evening.

Most of the time, he sat on a stone bench by the training field, watching from a distance.

Look at Tang San.

Tang San naturally noticed that gaze.

But he didn't care.

If Yu Xiaogang wants to see it, then let him see it.

Anyway, his cultivation won't change just because someone is watching.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, was very unhappy about Yu Xiaogang's "surveillance".

"That person is here again."

Xiao Wu pouted and gestured towards the stone benches by the training field. "Isn't it annoying to sit there staring at you every day?"

"Let him see," Tang San said calmly. "It's not like he'll lose a piece of his flesh."

"Don't you feel awkward?"

I don't think so.

Xiao Wu glanced at him, muttered "You're so carefree," and then continued practicing her leg techniques.

Tang San did not tell the truth.

He certainly felt awkward.

Who would feel comfortable being stared at by someone every day?

But he didn't want this to disrupt his rhythm.

When Yu Xiaogang wanted to see it, he acted even more normally.

He listens attentively in class, trains methodically, and never slacks off in cultivating his soul power.

He kept all his cards hidden very well.

The Xuan Tian Gong is practiced in the dead of night.

The cultivation of the Purple Demon Eye takes place at sunrise, facing the first ray of light on the horizon.

He only occasionally revealed a glimpse of Ghostly Shadow and Jade Hand to Xiao Wu, never showing them in their entirety.

As for hidden weapons...

Tang San didn't even touch it.

It's not that I don't want to practice, it's that I can't.

Notting College is crowded and noisy, and Yu Xiaogang is watching it every day, so he doesn't want to take any risks.

Hidden weapons were unheard of in the Douluo Continent, and he couldn't predict what kind of reaction they would cause if exposed.

"Wait a little longer," Tang San told himself. "Let's wait until things calm down."

He continued training, his movements precise and restrained, just like an ordinary, hardworking, and gifted young man.

There were no flaws whatsoever.

Yu Xiaogang watched it for seven whole days.

Over seven days, he filled a thick stack of observation notes.

He recorded Tang San's daily routine, training content, soul power fluctuation patterns, and even his eating and sleeping habits.

The more detailed the data, the better he can find patterns in it.

Seven days later, he came to a conclusion.

The child showed no abnormalities.

Tang San's training methods were no different from those of other students. Although his soul power grew faster than his peers, it was still within the normal range.

His fighting skills are indeed better than the average person's, but that's more like the result of talent and hard training; there's nothing particularly special about it.

"Am I really overthinking it?"

Yu Xiaogang sat in his room, flipping through the notes in his hand, his brows furrowed.

wrong.

He felt that something was wrong.

Tang San is perfectly normal.

He's so normal that he doesn't seem like a six-year-old.

Other children are happy when praised by the teacher, frustrated when criticized, and angry when they have conflicts with classmates.

But Tang San is different.

He was always so calm and composed, like a bottomless pool of water.

How could a six-year-old child not have any emotional fluctuations?

"He's hiding something," Yu Xiaogang said in a low voice, a flash of understanding in his eyes. "He's hiding something."

But what is hidden there?

Yu Xiaogang couldn't figure it out. He only knew that this child was much more complicated than he had imagined.

Tang San knew that Yu Xiaogang was observing him.

He also knew that Yu Xiaogang would eventually see through some of the clues.

But he wasn't worried.

Because what Yu Xiaogang can see is only what he wants the other party to see.

The true trump cards are the Mysterious Heaven Skill, the Purple Demon Eye, the Ghost Shadow Tracking, the Mysterious Jade Hand, and hidden weapons.

He hid these things better than anyone else.

The only thing that surprised him was Xiao Wu.

After that practice session, Xiao Wu's attitude towards him changed noticeably.

They were no longer just nodding acquaintances, but started to actively chat with him, eat together, and train together.

Xiao Wu has a carefree personality and speaks her mind directly. Sometimes she can be sharp-tongued, but she has a good heart.

Tang San found it surprisingly easy to get along with her.

"Tang San, why are you training so desperately?"

One day after training, Xiao Wu suddenly asked him.

Tang San thought for a moment: "To become stronger."

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