Douluo Continent: Building a Divine Kingdom Starting from the Spirit Hall

Despite feeling incredibly frustrated, Tang San could only shout it out again.

"Still can't hear me? Speak louder!"

"Uncle!"

"Louder!"

……

The people around watched the bizarre scene. Although they knew that this Holy Spirit Sword Saint was lively, they really didn't expect him to live to this extent.

They couldn't help but cast a pitying glance at Tang San, thinking that with such an uncle, the boy's future life was bound to be quite exciting.

After playing with him for an unknown amount of time, Tian Hao finally released Tang San, who looked like he had been thoroughly played with.

"What's wrong with you, kid? It's one thing to not look like your father, but why don't you have any of his personality either?"

After taking another careful look, Tian Hao muttered to himself, but it sent a chill down Tang San's spine, who was in a gloomy mood.

He was aware of his personality issues, which stemmed from his time in the Tang Clan in his previous life. All Tang Clan disciples were like that, and it was indeed different from his father's temperament.

"Your second brother-in-law's parenting is a complete failure. With your personality, how can you possibly master the Haotian Hammer? You're ruined!"

With a look of utter disappointment on his face, Tian Hao expressed his deep disappointment in his nephew, causing Tang San's expression to darken once more, and making him even more repulsed by his uncle.

"Does personality also affect martial spirit cultivation?"

Ning Rongrong, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but ask, "The teacher didn't seem to have talked about this, and there's no related discussion in the family's traditions. Could there be some intricacies involved?"

Then came someone's cat-petting hands, which instantly turned Ning Rongrong's hair into a messy, disheveled mess.

After finishing, Tian Hao said with a disappointed look, "Little Rongrong, you have disappointed your uncle too much. You didn't even call me uncle when we met."

"uncle!"

Ning Rongrong, who had just come to her senses, gritted her teeth and uttered the word "uncle." She looked as if she wanted to bite someone to death. At the same time, she raised her hand to ruffle her messy hair, but found to her dismay that her hair was all tangled and it would take some effort to untangle it.

Ignoring the girl's resentful look, Tian Hao explained, "A Soul Master's personality is influenced by their Martial Soul. For example, Soul Masters with Fire Martial Souls are mostly impulsive and irritable, those with Ice Martial Souls are mostly calm and composed, and those with Wind Martial Souls are flexible and changeable."

The characteristics of the Haotian Hammer are its weight, strength, and domineering nature, so the people of the Haotian Sect are all strong-willed and domineering. I heard from Xiaoyue'er that the members of the Haotian Sect all play the domineering and fierce game among themselves.

Look at my nephew's personality, how does it match the Clear Sky Hammer?

This kind of temperament will only lead to less effective training and use of the Clear Sky Hammer. I really don't know how my brother-in-law raised his child.

After saying that, he shook his head, still with that disappointed look on his face. Tang San's face darkened again, but he couldn't refute it. First, he didn't want to be scolded again, and second, what the other party said seemed to make some sense.

As a disciple of the Tang Clan, he didn't really like the head-on combat style of the Clear Sky Hammer. He found it much more efficient to hide in the shadows and deliver a fatal blow to the opponent with hidden weapons.

"Old viper, where are you going to hide?"

At this moment, Tian Hao seemed to notice Dugu Bo, who was trying to make himself less noticeable, and immediately went over and picked him up.

"You've already taken one of my spirit rings, what more do you want?"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Dugu Bo almost cried.

If he could turn back time, he would never have provoked this thing for a snowy night; it was too much of a rip-off.

"Don't you dare hurt my grandfather!"

Dugu Yan couldn't sit still any longer. She ran forward and stood in front of her grandfather, glaring angrily at someone.

Meng Yiran, who was with him, also ran over, but she didn't dare to glare at the person. Instead, she put on a pitiful look, hoping that this person would let her teacher go.

Xue Qinghe stepped forward helplessly. He had no right to say anything to someone of this level, and his father had a grudge against the other party, so if he spoke, it would most likely have the opposite effect.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Tianheng stepped forward and joined forces with Dugu Yan.

"I like tough young people like you!"

Stared at by Dugu Yan, Tian Hao revealed a kind smile, and then his cat-petting hands came online again, turning Dugu Yan's hair into another mess.

After ruffling the girl's hair into a mess, he casually plunged the subdued Dugu Bo headfirst into the ground, leaving only his legs flailing outside.

"No one is allowed to dig him up. Keep him here for three days!"

After leaving behind a single sentence, Tian Hao severed space and departed.

The crowd looked at each other, then at Dugu Bo's flailing legs, and none of them dared to step forward.

"grandfather!"

Ignoring her own messy hair, Dugu Yan stepped forward to dig her grandfather up.

"Don't move, listen to that person, or the consequences will be even more serious."

Pulling back his junior sister, Xue Qinghe said solemnly.

Since that person said they would stay for three days, they should stay for three days. This should be considered a way of settling things down for what happened back then.

Otherwise, if that person continues to hold a grudge, the teacher and the others will have a hard time sleeping peacefully in the future.

"Pass down the order to set up camp on the spot and rest for three days."

He gave the order to the cavalry commander following behind him. Xue Qinghe knew that they could not travel for the next three days, and Ye Lingling's martial spirit was also evolving. He did not know how long it would take, so it was better to wait.

They then ordered someone to bring a tent to surround their teacher's side, thus preserving a little face for him.

Dugu Yan stayed in the tent, as did Meng Yiran, who was combing her best friend's tangled hair before also becoming gloomy.

She discovered that every strand of her best friend's hair was tangled in knots, making it extremely difficult to untangle without damaging the hair.

"Sister Yan, how about we shave it?"

After working on it for a while, Meng Yiran couldn't help but suggest that working on it like this was too tiring. She would rather fight with those geniuses than do this kind of work.

"If you dare to shave my head, I'll shave it all off!"

She glared at him irritably. Dugu Yan didn't want to end up with a buzz cut. Even though she was very confident in her looks, she wasn't sure she could pull off a buzz cut hairstyle.

Seeing that her best friend refused, Meng Yiran sighed and could only continue to comb her best friend's hair.

The same scene unfolded in Shrek's tent, and even Zhu Zhuqing, with her patience, was starting to lose patience. However, her suggestion was more sophisticated.

"With precise control using the healing techniques taught by the teacher, it should help you regenerate quickly."

Unable to bear the tedious process any longer, Zhu Zhuqing suggested that before leaving, their teacher had taught them many practical secret techniques, one of which was specifically for healing injuries.

According to the teacher, it was created based on the method used by Oscar to restore giant sausages, but the effect is even better. With careful manipulation, it should be able to regenerate quickly.

"You despicable bastard!"

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth in hatred; that bastard was utterly despicable!

Seeing her best friend's response, Zhu Zhuqing gathered sword energy at her fingertips and began cutting from the knotted part, quickly producing a buzz cut.

Ning Rongrong quickly took out a hat and put it on, still gritting her teeth in hatred, wishing she could stab that big bad uncle to death.

That's inhuman!

"Brother, why don't we shave our heads too?"

Xiao Wu, looking at Ning Rongrong with her hat on, and then at her third brother's completely tangled hair, weakly made a suggestion.

Her third brother had been tormented by that thing for even longer; his hair was knotted from root to tip, and all of them were indestructible knots, making them even harder to untangle. This made her, who was already impatient, even more frustrated, and she hadn't made much progress even after an hour.

"Go ahead and shave, be careful, it's very sharp."

With a gloomy sigh, Tang San took out a small knife and handed it to Xiao Wu.

He didn't have a good solution for dealing with his uncle.

However, what he was thinking about more was Xiao Lang, who had shown many new kinds of strange fire this time, especially the blood-colored strange fire that could actually restrain a god.

And what about Tianjian from the Huanyin team? How could they possibly win against such an opponent?

"Clap!"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Everyone saw the strange flames that person displayed today. There were many of them, and they were all very powerful. They were also related to us."

"Boss Dai, have you sensed that golden strange fire among those strange fires?"

Speaking of her previous discovery, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but marvel at that person's talent once again.

As soon as the fight started, she extended her spiritual power to sense the area and discovered that several auras in the strange fire used by that person were very familiar.

"You mean he used my power to fuse a new strange fire?"

Dai Mubai, who hadn't thought much of it at first, was stunned when he heard this, then his eyes widened and his expression turned very unpleasant.

He did feel something was off about that golden flame, but he didn't think much of it at first. Who would have thought it was a strange flame created by his own power? Could it be the one he fought against in the preliminaries?

"Also, that phoenix-shaped strange fire must have used Fourth Brother's power, which will probably have a restraining effect on you."

After sharing her analysis, Ning Rongrong felt that the finals were becoming increasingly difficult.

Although they had mastered the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique, their opponents were too numerous and too strong, especially since some were targeting them.

Even if she used her Martial Soul Fusion Technique, she couldn't guarantee that she could withstand the targeted suppression of that strange fire.

"In the end, the Holy Spirit Sword Saint gave the blood of those two gods to that person. With that person's methods, there will probably be two more divine-level strange flames, as well as the blood of the one who was cut in half at the waist, and the drop of divine blood given by the Angel God."

Zhu Zhuqing then spoke up, sharing her observations and analysis, which made everyone's hearts sink again.

They all saw those crimson flames; even the gods cried out in pain from being burned by them, demonstrating their power.

If they were to get infected, they would probably be burned to ashes in an instant.

Now they want to add four more divine-level strange flames, how can they possibly win?

"The most troublesome thing is that he can bestow that strange fire upon others. The most likely candidate is the Blue Tyrant Team. We need to be prepared."

Rubbing her forehead, Ning Rongrong offered another guess: encountering an opponent who can not only give themselves a cheat code, but also give others a cheat code, would be a headache even for a god.

Dai Mubai and the others all had dark faces, feeling extremely frustrated.

They thought that by mastering the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Skill, they would have a chance to win the championship, but who would have thought that the other team would also cheat, and even more outrageously so.

Thinking of this, the group couldn't help but look at Tang San with resentment.

They all knew that the four gods who came to attack were Tang San's father and others, but not only did they fail to kill them, they also gave the other side materials to help them cheat. They were typical examples of being more trouble than they were worth.

As they suspected, Tian, ​​who had replaced the commander's clone, was indeed refining the divine blood.

The old father-in-law's divine blood does not need to be refined; it can be directly integrated into the Killing Blood Flame.