hotmtlnovel Chapter 233 Several disheveled old men were assaulted by a naked man.
Chapter 233 Several disheveled old men were assaulted by a naked man.
Chapter 233 Several disheveled old men were chased so hard by a burly man with his bare bottom that he was running for his life.
Faced with his son's tangible questioning and pained gaze, Tang Hao's facial muscles twitched, a complex and barely perceptible regret flashing across his rugged face. He then turned his head away, his voice low and hoarse as he said:
"I...I didn't know it would turn out like this, I thought..."
"You don't know?!" Tang San's voice suddenly rose, interrupting him. Tears mixed with endless hatred welled up in his eyes as he shouted urgently:
"You didn't know that beast Tang Chuan would use such despicable methods?! You didn't know that Xiao Wu would... she would choose to sacrifice herself?! Now look what's happened! Xiao Wu is gone! That bastard stole all her 100,000-year soul rings and soul bones! Are you satisfied now?!"
The thought of Xiao Wu's deep and resolute gaze finally falling on Tang Chuan, and of her burning her soul to nourish her enemy, made Tang San feel as if his heart was being torn apart. A metallic taste rushed to his throat, his breathing became heavy as an ox, and the blood in his eyes almost overflowed.
"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill Tang Chuan right now! To take back everything that belongs to me!" Roaring angrily, Tang San's soul power overflowed uncontrollably as he turned and charged towards Wuhun City.
"stop!"
Seeing this, Tang Hao suddenly stood up, blocking Tang San's path like an iron tower, his eyes burning with anger at Tang San's lack of ambition.
"Snapped!"
The next second, he raised his large, fan-like hand and, with a sharp gust of wind, delivered a resounding slap to Tang San's face.
The immense force caused Tang San to stagger back several steps, his cheeks instantly swelling and turning red.
"You bastard!" Tang Hao roared angrily, his beard and hair standing on end.
"Have you forgotten who you are now?!"
"You are a wanted evil spirit master across the entire continent! You are the public enemy in the eyes of all spirit masters! If you show your face now, forget about seeking revenge against Tang Chuan; the Spirit Hall, the various sects, and countless others will pounce on you like hyenas smelling blood and tear you to pieces! Do you want to go and die?!"
"I don't care!" Tang San, clutching his burning cheek, cried out in a frenzy, "Even if I die, I'll drag Tang Chuan down with me! I can't let Xiao Wu's sacrifice be in vain!"
"You have no say in this!"
A flicker of pain crossed Tang Hao's eyes, but more than that, there was an undeniable resolve.
"Ah! Father, you can't stop me from avenging Xiaowu!"
Completely consumed by anger and grief, Tang San disregarded everything and summoned the Clear Sky Hammer with a wave of his hand, smashing it fiercely towards his father with a piercing whistling sound!
"You bastard! What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm your father!"
Seeing this, a trace of sorrow flashed in Tang Hao's eyes. He roared and moved even faster. With a sway of his body, he dodged the hammer's edge and precisely struck Tang San's nape with a palm imbued with powerful soul energy.
Tang San's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt. The madness and hatred in his eyes had not yet faded when he collapsed limply, only to be caught by Tang Hao.
Looking at his son, who had fainted in his arms and whose face was still streaked with tears, Tang Hao let out a long, heavy sigh and murmured to himself:
"Don't worry, Xiao San, I will definitely find a way to get back what you've lost. Daddy will take you to the City of Slaughter for training now."
"Once you've traversed the Hell Road and obtained the Killing God Domain, I'll teach you the Clear Sky Sect's secret technique, Ring Explosion. Then, you'll be the one to cleanse the Tang family of its filth!"
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Inside Wuhun City, in the hotel room where Shrek Academy is staying.
The strong smell of alcohol almost filled the air.
The master was slumped on the ground, his back against the cold wall, clutching a tilted wine bottle tightly in his hand, the wine spilled all over him, but he was completely unaware.
At this moment, his face was flushed, his eyes were unfocused, and his hair was disheveled. He no longer possessed the rigor and composure of a master theorist he once was; instead, he was a completely drunk and decadent figure.
"Xiaogang! Stop drinking!"
Flander frowned and stepped forward to try and snatch the bottle from his hand.
"Get out of my way!" The master abruptly swung his arm, roughly shoving Flander's hand away. The bottle smashed on the ground, shattering and scattering spilled wine everywhere. Then, he raised his bloodshot eyes, staring intently at Flander, his voice hoarse with drunkenness and agitation, and said:
"You're telling me not to drink? What can I do if I don't drink? Huh?!"
He waved his arms as if trying to grab something, but he couldn't grasp anything.
"Xiao San is gone! He was taken away by Tang Hao, and we don't even know if he's alive or dead! Xiao Wu... Xiao Wu is dead! She sacrificed herself right before our eyes! She became someone else's soul ring! Hahaha..." The master let out a laugh that was more like crying, filled with despair.
"It's gone, everything's gone!"
Flander tried to calm him down: "Xiao Gang, calm down, what's done is done..."
"Calm down? How can you expect me to calm down!" Grandmaster abruptly interrupted Flander, spittle flying as he shouted, "The finals of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament are about to begin! Where is my disciple Tang San? What about my hope of proving the ten core competitive advantages of a martial soul? Whom do I rely on? Dai Mubai and the others? Can they make it to the end? No!"
"Without mistresses, they are nothing! I, Yu Xiaogang... ugh..."
As he spoke, he gagged.
"Twenty years! More than twenty years of hard work! I endured the ridicule of everyone on the continent, I locked myself in those moldy piles of books! All my theories on martial spirits, all my hopes, were pinned on Xiao San! Now it's all gone! All fucking gone! Wasted! I'm just a piece of trash! A complete and utter piece of trash! Hahaha..."
At this point, the master appeared to be insane, raising his hand and pounding the ground with all his might, not caring at all that the skin on the back of his hand was broken and bleeding.
Seeing the master in such a state, Flander felt both heartache and anger, and couldn't help but raise his voice and roar, "Yu Xiaogang! Pull yourself together! As long as there's life, there's hope!"
"Hope? What hope?!" Hearing this, the master scoffed, his face full of mockery and disdain. He took another swig of wine and retorted, "Tell me, where is the hope? In that monster Tang Chuan? Or in your lousy academy?"
"Flander, stop pretending! You don't understand at all! You understand nothing! My path to proving myself through martial soul theory is blocked! Blocked, do you understand?!"
He pointed at Flander's nose, venting all his resentment and anger on his best friend.
"It's all fate! It's all this damned fate! Why me? Why is my martial soul not the Golden Sacred Dragon but the useless Luo Sanpao? Why do I have to suffer such a blow just to take on a disciple? God, why are you doing this to me?!"
He stopped looking at Flander, and instead tilted his head back, staring at the empty ceiling, roaring and questioning over and over again. Eventually, his voice grew softer and softer, turning into meaningless sobs and choked cries. He curled up in the corner, like a lost dog that had lost all hope.
On one hand, its strength is soaring and its future is bright.
On one hand, opportunities have been snatched away, and the future is uncertain.
This is a case of one family rejoicing while others grieve!
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Meanwhile, in a forest outside the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.
Right now, a chaotic chase is unfolding here.
"You bastards! What have you done to me?! I'm going to kill you all! I'll tear you all to pieces!"
A deafening roar shattered the silence of the forest.
The Demon Bear Douluo was completely naked, his strong, bronze-colored body standing out conspicuously in the moonlight. His massive body charged around like a human tank.
Trees fell and dust rose wherever they went.
At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, his face a mixture of extreme anger, humiliation, and an indescribable sense of collapse, as he relentlessly chased after several figures fleeing in disarray.
Leading the pack was Yu Luomian, the vice-patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan. He was now a far cry from the imposing figure of a high-ranking member of the clan; his robes were tattered from being battered by tree branches, his hair was disheveled, and he ran frantically while turning back to explain in a fit of exasperation:
"Misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding! Elder Demon Bear, please let me explain! We...we didn't know it was you! We thought it was...that little girl with the golden dragon bloodline!"
An elder standing nearby, pulling up his trousers as he ran, added with a mournful face:
"Yes, yes! If we had known it was you, we wouldn't have dared to do it even if we had a hundred lives! This...this...we're victims too!"
The thought of what had just happened in the woods was indescribable.
The elders felt their worldview had collapsed, and they wished they could gouge out their own eyes.
"Bullshit!" Demon Bear Douluo was so angry that his whole body was trembling with fat. He punched a big tree blocking his way and roared, "Little girl? You call me a little girl?! Do I look like a little girl?! Are your eyes in your asses?! You still dare to... you still dare to talk to me... ahhh! I'm so angry!" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his speed increased by three points.
Another elder, who was slower, was almost caught up and was so terrified that he screamed:
"It's an illusion! Someone must have cast an illusion! They turned you into a little girl! We...we were also deceived in our emotions and strength, Elder Demon Bear!"
Yu Luomian was also devastated. He felt he had never been so humiliated in his life. Not only had his plan fallen through, but he had also offended the elders of the Spirit Hall. He cried out in a sob:
"Elder Demon Bear, please calm down! We...we can compensate! We'll pay even if it means losing everything we own! We just beg you to show mercy!"
"Compensation? Compensate my ass! You've ruined my reputation and innocence! Pay with your lives!" Demon Bear Douluo didn't listen to Yu Luomian's explanation at all. He just wanted to smash these bastards who had tarnished his reputation into mincemeat.
Suddenly, a strange scene unfolded in the forest.
Several disheveled old men were chased around by a burly man with his bare bottom, their cries for mercy, roars, and the sound of trees collapsing filled the air, creating a chaotic and disturbing scene.
Finally, one of the elders, who had fallen behind, could no longer run. He collapsed to the ground, watching the approaching Demon Bear Douluo, and cried out in despair:
"Don't hit my face! Elder Demon Bear, just now... just now I was being the gentlest I could have been!"
Upon hearing this, Demon Bear Douluo staggered, nearly fainting from anger, and roared, "You dare mention that again! I'll tear you apart first!"
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