Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

This time, the Clear Sky Sect sent several Soul Emperor-level disciples, led by Tang Hao, to participate in the competition in order to restore the glory of the Clear Sky Sect.

The Haotian Sect has been in seclusion for many years. Nowadays, people only know about the Body Sect, but they don't know that the Haotian Sect was once the number one sect in the world.

This was an utter disgrace to the proud and arrogant disciples of the Haotian Sect!

In this competition, they want to let the world know that the Haotian Sect is still an invincible force!

Upon learning that Wang Dong'er had been humiliated, Tang Hao was even more enraged, wishing he could tear Han Yu to pieces immediately.

Wang Dong'er looked at the furious Tang Hao, a sly glint in her eyes.

She thought to herself: Let Brother Tang Hao test the waters first. If it doesn't work, then let my uncles take action.

Although Han Yu is a bastard, it has to be admitted that he is indeed very strong, and Brother Tang Hao may not be able to beat him.

But it's okay, my uncles are here, I don't believe we can't deal with him!

Wang Dong'er was secretly pleased with herself, a slight smile playing on her lips. She pointed her slender finger in a direction not far away and said to Tang Hao beside her:

"Brother Tang Hao, that's Han Yu."

Tang Hao looked in the direction Wang Dong'er was pointing and his gaze settled on Han Yu.

Suddenly, Han Yu felt a hostile gaze fall upon him, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, Dong'er, look after your brother Tang Hao."

Tang Hao patted his chest, sneered, then stood up and strode towards the table next to Han Yu.

"Young Sect Master, would you like to?"

Long Aotian also noticed Tang Hao's unfriendly gaze and was about to get up when Han Yu stopped him.

"Brother Aotian, don't worry. This is the territory of the Sun Moon Empire. If someone causes trouble, someone will step in."

A slight smile appeared on Han Yu's lips, his expression completely calm, as if everything was under his control.

As he spoke, he turned and beckoned to the servant standing to the side, signaling him to come over, and then took out a badge with a toad pattern engraved on it from his pocket.

The servant walked quickly to Han Yu's side, bent down, and Han Yu handed him the badge, whispering a few instructions.

The servant took the badge, nodded to indicate he understood, and then hurried towards the soul-guided elevator.

After watching the servant leave, Han Yu picked up the teacup on the table, took a small sip, and remained calm.

After doing all this, Tang Hao also came to Han Yu's side.

"Bang!"

Tang Hao walked to the table, clenched his right fist, and slammed it down on the table in front of everyone. The metal tabletop shattered instantly with a loud crash, and the teacups fell to the ground, splashing tea everywhere.

The sudden loud noise startled the surrounding diners, who all turned to look in this direction.

Tang Hao's gaze was defiant as he deliberately scanned the room before finally settling on Han Yu. He arrogantly declared, "You are Han Yu."

Han Yu put down her teacup, raised her head, and looked at Tang Hao calmly, without the slightest panic caused by his actions.

Long Aotian frowned, abruptly stood up, stood in front of Han Yu, glared at Tang Hao, and said in a cold voice:

"I wouldn't even dare to speak so loudly to the young sect leader. Who are you to be so rude?"

You must know that he is Long Aotian, always arrogant and never taking anyone seriously, but he shows great respect to Han Yu and will never allow anyone to disrespect her.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Long Aotian stepped forward, his tall figure radiating a powerful sense of oppression as he stared intently at Tang Hao.

Long Aotian and Tang Hao were both quite tall and imposing. The two faced off, their tension palpable, immediately attracting a crowd of onlookers.

"Isn't that Long Aotian from the Snow Demon Sect who dominated the competition this morning?"

"Looks like someone's come looking for trouble?"

"Who is he? Does anyone know?"

"I know, it's called something like the Sun Heaven Sect, and this person is their captain."

"This is going to be interesting."

The onlookers were buzzing with discussion, pointing and whispering, all with expressions of anticipation for a good show.

Tang Hao ignored Long Aotian, his gaze remaining fixed on Han Yu, and asked arrogantly:

"I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf?"

Han Yu slowly raised her head, a disdainful smile curving her lips:

Are you talking to me?

Tang Hao laughed angrily, "Is there anyone else here besides you?"

brush!

He was about to continue his sarcastic remarks when he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, and Han Yu's figure vanished from the spot.

Tang Hao was startled. Before he could react, he felt a powerful force strike his abdomen.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Tang Hao's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto a seat in the distance.

"Snap! Snap!"

The sturdy seats shattered instantly under Tang Hao's immense impact, splintering wood chips and filling the air with dust.

Tang Hao curled up on the ground in pain, groaning in agony.

He struggled to get up, but found that his body felt like it was falling apart and he couldn't control it at all.

He struggled to lift his head and looked at Han Yu, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

The cold rain remained standing in the same spot, as if it had never moved.

He clapped his hands and said calmly:

"You are too weak, you can't be defeated."

In the blink of an eye, only a breath or two had passed between Han Yu getting up and Tang Hao collapsing.

All the people saw was that Tang Hao's mouth was still moving. Han Yu's figure flashed, and the next second, Tang Hao was sent flying backward, and the surrounding tables and chairs instantly turned into dust.

The sounds of bowls and plates shattering and chairs collapsing mingled together, sending wood chips and porcelain shards flying, startling those around them who quickly retreated to avoid them.

Then all they could see was lightning crackling from Han Yu's body, and the next moment, Tang Hao, who was still spouting nonsense, was already flying away.

Tang Hao's body traced an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground several feet away.

With a loud bang, the ground seemed to tremble. Tang Hao lay on the ground, his body wriggling like a maggot, unable to get up for a long time.

"How is this possible? I'm a Soul Saint! How can he be so fast?"

Tang Hao couldn't help but doubt his life at this moment. He originally thought that with his Soul Saint strength, he should be one of the top few people in this competition.

Even if some of them were at the same level as him, both Soul Saints, he didn't take them seriously.

After all, he comes from the Haotian Sect.

What is the significance of the name "Haotian Sect"?

However, right now, he, an elite disciple from the Haotian Sect, was instantly killed by someone who looked younger than him.

How could I possibly let him accept this?

"No, I can't fall here. I can't disgrace the sect."

He forced himself to get up, only to find that his whole body ached and he had no strength at all.

He struggled to lift his head, looking at Han Yu standing not far away, his eyes filled with disbelief and humiliation.

"Impossible, he must have used some kind of illusion."

"Perhaps he's been hiding in the shadows all along."

"They sneaked up on me when I wasn't looking and then successfully launched a sneak attack."

Tang Hao couldn't help but start to have doubts.

Even if Han Yu is a Soul Saint, according to the theory of Soul Masters, absolutely no one can reach this speed.

As for your claim that Han Yu is Contra?

Do not make jokes.

If Han Yu were Contra, he would eat the table he smashed on the spot.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his surging blood and qi. With the circulation of his soul power, the injuries to his body were temporarily suppressed.

He dusted himself off, pointed at Han Yu's nose, and roared:

"Kid, I was careless just now. How dare you ambush me?"

"I'll show you what happens when you anger me."

If in the beginning, Tang Hao came to cause trouble for Han Yu because of Wang Dong'er...

So now, he has truly been angered.

A large group of people around him were pointing and whispering, and he had to get his revenge.

Where will the Haotian Sect put its face in the future?

"ah--!"

With a roar, Tang Hao unleashed a powerful surge of soul energy from his body. Seven soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—rose from beneath his feet, resembling seven halos of light that encircled his body.

The surrounding air seemed to tremble, and powerful soul energy fluctuations spread outwards, causing everyone's clothes to flutter.

Tang Hao slowly extended his right hand, and a hammer crackling with lightning appeared in his hand.

The hammer is entirely black, with intricate patterns carved on its head, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

Lightning crackled and leaped across the hammer, as if it contained a destructive force.

Tang Hao gripped the hammer handle, and the hammer, which was originally only the size of a palm, instantly grew to twice the size of a human head.

"Haotian Hammer!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the martial spirit in Tang Hao's hand.

The crowd immediately stirred. The people from the Sun Moon Empire might not know the fame of the Clear Sky Hammer, but the people from the Douluo Three Kingdoms all changed their expressions, their eyes filled with shock and awe.

The Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon spirit in the world, is the symbol of the Clear Sky Sect, representing supreme power and glory.

They never expected that the legendary Haotian Sect, which had long been hidden from the world, would actually appear here.

"Is he really a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect?"

"Didn't they say that the Haotian Sect had long since gone into seclusion, no longer involved in worldly affairs?"

"Could it be that the Sun Heaven Sect is just an alias for the Clear Sky Sect?"

"Haotian. Ritian, yes, those two names do sound very similar!"

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on, and their gazes toward Tang Hao were now filled with awe and admiration.

Tang Hao thoroughly enjoyed the praise from everyone, a hint of arrogance on his face.

He raised the Haotian Hammer high, pointed it at the cold rain opposite him, and said loudly:

"Since you've recognized me, I won't pretend anymore."

"My name is Tang Hao, the eldest disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, a seven-ring Soul Saint!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hao swung the Haotian Hammer, transforming into a black whirlwind that swept towards Han Yu.

Despite enjoying the praise from everyone, Tang Hao did not forget the purpose of his trip. He came today to teach Han Yu a lesson.

The reason he was ambushed was entirely because he didn't use his soul power or martial soul.

"Disorderly Cloak Hammer Technique!"

Tang Hao shouted, raised the giant hammer in his hand, leaped high into the air, and smashed it down on Han Yu in the next moment.

The giant hammer crackled with lightning, and as Tang Hao swung it, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Han Yu watched as the giant hammer rapidly enlarged in her eyes, but there was no panic in her eyes.

He took a deep breath, as if he had inhaled all the surrounding air into his lungs, and his blue robe fluttered and rustled without any wind.

The bluestone slab beneath his feet actually developed tiny cracks under this imposing aura.

He slowly extended his right hand, clenching it into a fist. Visible waves of soul power rippled across his fist like water, radiating a soft glow.

Then, his eyes narrowed, and he charged straight at the Haotian Hammer that was crashing down with immense force.

"No way, catching the Haotian Hammer bare-handed?"

A thought flashed through everyone's mind, and their eyes widened, as if afraid of missing something.

The air around the arena seemed to freeze at that moment; you could hear a pin drop.

The next instant, Han Yu roared, "Boiling Release, Unparalleled Strength!"

His originally pale fist turned blood red at this moment, radiating terrifying heat like magma.

The surrounding air began to distort under this intense heat.

His fist was filled with intense soul power fluctuations as he fiercely struck towards the Haotian Hammer.

"stop!"

Just then, a loud, aged, and majestic shout suddenly rang out.

The sound was like rolling thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a short, stout old man dressed in a white robe flying over from a distance, his face full of anxiety.

But it was too late.

Both of them had already used their full strength, and stopping now would only result in injury, and neither of them showed any intention of stopping.

Tang Hao glanced at Han Yu's incoming fist, a sneer playing on his lips:

"Naive, trying to withstand my martial spirit with your mere physical body."

"Perfect, as the price you pay for bullying Dong'er, I'll cripple your hands first."

A smug smile appeared on Tang Hao's face, as if he could already see Han Yu's miserable appearance after she clashed head-on with his Haotian Hammer and had her arm smashed by it.

Han Yu's lips curled up slightly, and the soul power fluctuations in his fist became even more intense. He glanced at Niu Tian and Titan not far away out of the corner of his eye.

boom!

To the astonishment of the two, the massive Haotian Hammer in Tang Hao's hand was blasted into a huge hole by Han Yu's fiery red fist.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Hao's expression changed, and a sweet taste came from his throat.

"Pfft—pfft—pfft—!"

Three mouthfuls of blood followed, each more than three feet long, splattering in mid-air and gleaming with an eerie red light.

"A mouse!"

With his martial spirit damaged, Tang Hao, as its host, naturally suffered a backlash.

In the instant it shattered, the Haotian Hammer disappeared into his hand, and Tang Hao fell unconscious.

Niu Tian and Titan's expressions changed, and they quickly came to Tang Hao's side. Niu Tian hugged him and extended a wisp of his soul power.

Immediately afterward, his expression changed drastically, and he instantly looked towards Han Yu—(End of Chapter)