"Did the Spirit Hall fail?"
When Lin Xiao learned of this news, he wasn't surprised.
Even two years later.
In the Spirit Hall's base camp, Tang Hao could rescue Tang San and Xiao Wu in front of seven Titled Douluos, let alone now, facing the siege of five Titled Douluos?
"Fighting Tang Hao isn't done like this."
Lin Xiao had analyzed it; the Clear Sky Hammer was fierce, but it also had its shortcomings.
Facing this kind of close-quarters, almost invincible, melee tank warrior.
The best way is to kite him.
Tang Hao... after all, can't fly.
Lin Xiao suspected that a big reason why Qian Daoliu was defeated by Tang Chen was that this old boy was too embarrassed to kite, after all, back then, the two were also friends.
But Lin Xiao didn't have this concern.
"Besides that, poison is also Tang Hao's bane."
Tang Hao is like an unkillable cockroach, one second he's on his last breath, half-dead, the next second he suddenly explodes with a Ring Detonation.
Who the hell can handle that?
The most pitiful thing is, this guy has had hidden injuries for who knows how many years, and they're old injuries with new ones added, and he's overdrafted his body countless times. If it were any other Titled Douluo, even at level 98, they would have died ten or eight times over.
This grandson just won't die! Still jumping around!
But Tang Hao's poison resistance shouldn't be high. Just his terrible, messed-up body can't withstand the slightest bit of poison.
A little bit of poison can trigger Tang Hao's hidden injuries!
"Poison Douluo should be able to restrain Tang Hao, as long as he doesn't get killed instantly by Tang Hao, seize the opportunity to attack from the side, and poison him without anyone noticing, killing Tang Hao is like playing around."
"Unfortunately, the prerequisite is knowing Tang Hao's whereabouts."
Lin Xiao clenched his fist. He rarely took action, but the desire for battle accumulated in his heart was extremely strong. If possible, he really wanted to meet Tang Hao in the future.
He'd let him see just how perverted this so-called true Cheat King of Douluo, the father of Tang God King, really is!
"After this setback, Bibidong will disappear for a while, focusing on cultivation. I won't have to be as cautious as I am now."
"Speaking of which, Ma Hongjun has been taken away by Tang Hao?"
"Hongjun, we are strangers in life, I hope you and I will not face each other with weapons in the future."
Otherwise... we'll share a golden cup, but show no mercy with our blades!
One act of forgiveness is for kindness, and also to pay respect to the friendship of youth.
Again and again, and again.
Is foolish!
...
"Cough..."
Tang Hao spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face pale. He leaned against a large tree, trembling. Ma Hongjun stood beside him, his lecherous eyes fixed on Tang Hao, filled with viciousness.
This person looks like he's about to die.
Ma Hongjun was conflicted.
He didn't know if he could kill Tang Hao.
"You want to kill me?"
A sudden voice rang out.
Ma Hongjun was startled, almost reflexively putting on a fawning smile, trying to please Tang Hao in every way possible:
"Sir, I was just thinking about how to take care of you."
"Sir, are you seriously injured?"
Ma Hongjun's tone was a little strange; he was testing the waters.
"Heh..."
A smile appeared on Tang Hao's face.
Then, he suddenly slapped Ma Hongjun's face with such force that he spun three hundred and sixty degrees in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.
"Even if I can only move one finger, I can still crush you to death!"
Tang Hao wasn't exaggerating. Even in his heavily injured state, even after being unable to use Soul Skills for a full 36 days after Ring Detonation, he was still not someone Ma Hongjun could trifle with.
"Cough cough."
Ma Hongjun spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, along with the teeth from half of his face. His eyes were filled with fear as he covered his face, speaking with a slight lisp:
"Sir, I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!"
Tang Hao took a breather.
Hereluctantlystood up, coldly said to Ma Hongjun:
"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
Ma Hongjun's voice was half timid, half ingratiating.
"Sir, where are you taking me?"
A strange expression appeared on Tang Hao's face, and he sneered:
"You are no longer tolerated by the continent. If you want to live, you must leave the continent and go to a place forsaken by it."
"Only Hell can accommodate you now."
Ma Hongjun couldn't help but shiver, trembling slightly, his legs shaking uncontrollably.
Hell? It sounded terrifying!
Seeing this, Tang Hao felt even more disdain.
What a waste!
Even after falling, he still can't change his ways of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, his cowardly and useless behavior. If this person were his son, he wouldn't spare him a second glance, he would humanely destroy him first!
Doomed to have no hope of revenge, what's the point of keeping this trash around?
In fact, before Tang San showed his talent, Tang Hao also adopted a laissez-faire approach to Tang San, even requiring Tang San to cook the meals.
If Tang San's soul was really his biological son, then "Tang San" would have died long ago!
"Keep up."
Tang Hao coldly dropped a sentence, then walked ahead on his own.
Ma Hongjun had already been tamed by Tang Hao's big slap, and although he clearly had a chance to escape at this time, he only dared to follow with a stiff head.
At the same time, he looked at Tang Hao's back, somewhat dumbfounded.
He muttered to himself in his heart:
"He looked like he was seriously injured and dying just now, but he suppressed it in such a short time? Is this injury real or fake!"
Tang Hao is indeed the Cheat King.
His body cheat is really maxed out.
As long as there is a probability of survival, his survival rate is 100%!
In comparison,
Only Tang San's resurrection cheat is slightly better~
...
The tavern in the town.
The atmosphere was very bleak. It was clearly still a sunny autumn, but the air was filled with a chill, and the people around were exuding coldness.
Ma Hongjun felt a little hairy in his heart.
He always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he could only follow closely behind Tang Hao and walk into a tavern in the center of the town.
In broad daylight, the tavern was gloomy and dark.
"Give me two glasses of Bloody Mary."
Tang Hao said coldly.
When the Bloody Mary was served, Tang Hao drank it all in one gulp, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Ma Hongjun:
"Drink it."
Ma Hongjun sniffed and changed color, saying:
"This is human blood!"
Tang Hao sneered, "You're a Fallen One, and you don't dare to drink human blood?"
"If you want to live, you have to drink it!"
"Or, you can think of this as the blood of the person you hate the most."
The blood of the person he hated the most?
A scarlet light flickered in Ma Hongjun's eyes, and as if possessed, he picked up the Bloody Mary, greedily drinking it, his teeth grinding against the glass, making a creaking sound.
It made people feel like he wasn't drinking something.
But rather, as if he was biting into someone's neck, drinking blood in large gulps.
"This is Lin Xiao's blood."
A voice seemed to be playing on repeat in his mind.
Ma Hongjun completely succumbed.
He drank every last drop of the blood in the glass, then licked the corner of his mouth with lingering enjoyment, savoring the taste of iron rust spreading in his mouth...
Tang Hao was expressionless.
This fatty had already fallen, the Evil Thought in his heart growing, and soon he wouldn't see a trace of his former self!
But whether he lived or died was none of his concern.
It was already good enough that he hadn't killed this fatty.
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