Chapter 251. Xiao Wu, I won't let you get hurt.
Tang San then attempted to reverse the situation with his Chaos Cloak Hammer. However, his Chaos Cloak Hammer technique had significant limitations, and Tian Yao, aware of these limitations, repeatedly destroyed Tang San's successfully stacked Chaos Cloak Hammers.
This left Tang San at a loss for a way to reverse his position.
Looking down at the Shrek group, whose spirit power was nearly depleted, Tang San made up his mind. He gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, raised it high, and then, his five ten-thousand-year spirit rings exploded—
Using the Great Sumeru Hammer technique.
Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows, was shocked and puzzled when he saw Tang San use the ring-exploding and Great Sumeru Hammer techniques.
He knew these two secret techniques, but hadn't taught them to Tang San. How did Tang San know them?
Tian Yao's relaxed expression faded upon seeing Tang San use the ring-exploding and Great Sumeru Hammer techniques. Previously, she had been able to easily suppress them, but Tang San, with his ring-exploding and ring-melting techniques combined, posed a profound threat to her.
After a moment of thought, dragon pupils appeared in Tianyao's eyes, and behind her, golden wings spread.
The roar of the Golden Holy Dragon resounded throughout the Spirit Hall.
Yu Xiaogang, standing in the audience, watching the match, suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Golden Holy Dragon, my Golden Holy Dragon." Yu Xiaogang, gazing at the familiar aura emanating from Tianyao, his eyes filled with longing, longing, anger, and jealousy.
This Golden Holy Dragon had once belonged to him, Yu Xiaogang, but it had been snatched away by Qian Xunji. Now, seeing the Golden Holy Dragon appear once again, Yu Xiaogang longed to snatch it away, but he could only imagine it.
The Golden Crocodile King, the Golden Holy Dragon's twin spirits—twin super spirits—cast a deep shadow over those ulterior motives.
With such a powerful genius around, could their time still exist in the future?
Even more shocking was the phantom of the Golden Crocodile King emerging to Tianyao's left, and the phantom of the Golden Holy Dragon to her right.
Two equally powerful spirits merged within Tian Yao's body, merging—
"A spirit fusion technique? No, how could it possibly be formed in one person?" Ning Fengzhi exclaimed in shock.
"You, Sect Master Ning, boast about your intelligence, but haven't you ever heard of a self-spirit fusion technique?" Ghost Douluo chuckled.
"Self-spirit fusion technique?"
The Golden Crocodile King and the Golden Holy Dragon, two golden super spirits, fused together, transforming into an axe. The golden handle bore the markings of a crocodile's carapace, ending in the ferocious head of the Golden Crocodile King. The axehead was a dragon's head, and the sharp blade resembled the outstretched wings of the Golden Holy Dragon.
Tian Yao lifted the axe handle and, with its back, slashed at Tang San.
The shadowy image of the axe and the Clear Sky Hammer seemed to freeze at the moment of contact. The next moment, the Clear Sky Hammer instantly collapsed, its attack thwarted. Tang San quickly deployed his Eight Spider Lances for defense, but they too shattered upon contact with the golden energy, sending Tang San flying backwards and slamming heavily against a wall outside the arena.
Tang San now clung to the wall like a blood bag.
"Why not use the axe blade?" Tang San asked.
"The rules of the competition prohibit killing, that's all," Tian Yao said.
With that, Tian Yao raised the axe and swiped it towards the Shrek Seven Devils.
The Shrek Seven Devils, powerless to resist, were sent flying. Clang clang clang.
"The match is over. The Spirit Hall team is declared the winner."
The Spirit Hall's healing spirit masters stepped forward, channeling their spirit power to heal Tang San and his companions' injuries. However, Tang San's eyes were already dim.
He had lost. He had already lost the Spirit Master Competition. He had given it his all, yet the result was still the same.
Had the future truly changed? Could he still become the Asura God?
Tang San was filled with doubt and confusion about his future.
That day, Tang San was plunged into a crisis of self-doubt. "Come in," Tang San said coldly.
Ye Yang walked in. Shrek's defeat was something Ye Yang hadn't anticipated. He had been forced by the angry Tang Sect members to come see Tang San and comfort their Sangie.
"What are you doing here?" Tang San asked coldly.
"Sangie, what I'm trying to say is that victory and defeat are commonplace in the military. It doesn't matter if Shrek Academy lost today. We can win again later. There's no need to take victory so seriously."
"I don't need you to teach me that," Tang San said coldly. "Ye Yang, get out of here."
Tang San now hated the existence of uncertainty, and as the first variable he had encountered, how could he possibly give Ye Yang a friendly look?
"Sangie!" Ye Yang was about to say something when Tang San pointed a hidden weapon at his mouth.
"I told you to get out." Tang San's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.
Ye Yang had no choice but to retreat.
"I told you to get out," Tang San said angrily.
"Sangiegie, it's me, Xiao Wu." Xiao Wu's voice came from outside the door.
"Xiao Wu." A glimmer of hope flashed through Tang San's dim eyes.
Xiao Wu walked in and stood before Tang San.
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu before him. Although somewhat disfigured, with only one ear left, and her front teeth broken, she was still his adorable Xiao Wu.
"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry, I'm incompetent." Remembering the scene of Xiao Wu being slapped away, Tang San felt a flash of grief and indignation.
"No, Sangiegie, it's not your fault." Xiao Wu said, "Sangiegie, I don't know why you are so nice to me. Is it because I am your sister?"
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu with a red face, and quickly made up his mind. He said to Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, because I like you."
Xiao Wu didn't expect this result. A trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and then she said, "Then what if I am not a human? Will you still love me?"
"Xiao Wu, I know that you are a hundred thousand year soul beast, but even if I know this, I have always liked you." Tang San said.
"You know everything. Did your father tell you?" A hint of caution flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes.
Tang San shook his head and said, "He might know, but I've known it from the beginning."
"Are you here for my spirit ring?" Xiao Wu asked.
"I don't want your spirit ring, Xiao Wu. I just want you. As long as you can stay by my side forever and ever." Tang San said to Xiao Wu, "Did you know? My mother is also a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast."
So you're half-orc.
Xiao Wu blinked. Over the years, Xiao Wu had been wary of the outside world, but Tang San's unique love and possessiveness, through their daily interactions, gradually made her understand him and slowly accepted him as a part of her life.
"San giegie, do you know why I left the Star Dou Great Forest?" Xiao Wu asked.
Tang San knew the answer, of course, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he stared at Xiao Wu silently.
Xiao Wu said, "A Spirit Hall soul hunt cost me all my family. My mother, as well as Da Ming and Er Ming. They were all killed by the Spirit Hall."
"That soft bone rabbit soul bone I received as a reward from the Spirit Master Competition is my mother's remains."
Hearing this, Tang San sensed something amiss. Da Ming and Er Ming were also dead?
So that's how it was. So that's how it was. No wonder Xiao Wu had been so wary of him.
She had lost everything, so it was inevitable that she would be wary and fearful of the world. Fortunately, he had already entered Xiao Wu's heart.
"But now I finally know I'm not alone. I still have you," Xiao Wu said, kissing Tang San affectionately.
"Xiao Wu." Tang San gazed at Xiao Wu deeply. At that moment, his resolve was made up. He hugged Xiao Wu and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Wu. I won't let anyone hurt you again."
"I won't let anyone who hurts you go unpunished," Tang San said.
"No, I don't want you to make a solemn vow. I just hope you won't leave me like Da Ming, Er Ming, and Mom did." Xiao Wu said tearfully.
"Xiao San, come out for a moment."
Tang San, who was being affectionate with Xiao Wu, heard his father's words and quickly said goodbye to Xiao Wu and walked out.
Tang San looked at the broad-backed man outside the hotel and said with remorse, "I'm sorry, Ba Ba, I lost. I didn't win the championship as you expected. Mom and their spirit bones..." "
This is not your fault. I didn't expect the Spirit Hall to have so many geniuses, including one with twin super spirits. Truly, what a Spirit Hall!" Tang Hao said.
For some reason, Tang San no longer heard the domineering, invincible tone in Tang Hao's voice. Instead, it sounded more like dejection.
"I'm sorry for letting you, Ba Ba, take over this era," Tang Hao said self-reproachfully.
In Tang Hao's eyes, Tang San, possessing twin spirits, should have become a dazzling rising star of this era, the darling of the age, his hope for revenge against the Spirit Hall.
However, the Spirit Master Competition shattered Tang Hao's hopes.
Team Rose and Spirit Hall—each boasted talents as talented as Tang San's, especially the granddaughter of Golden Crocodile Douluo, possessing twin super spirits imbued with golden power, a being capable of overwhelming the Clear Sky Hammer.
With these prodigies around, Tang San's twin, top-tier spirits paled in comparison.
"Ba Ba, it's not your fault. Since I was born in this era, what if their talent surpasses mine? I believe hard work can close the gap. After all, Master said, there are no useless spirits, only useless spirit masters," Tang San said. Of course, he also had another source of confidence: no matter how brilliant the talents of the Douluo Continent, I was the man chosen by the Shura God.
"I'm glad you have such confidence. Don't worry, I'll take back Ah Yin's soul bone, your girlfriend's mother's soul bone, and the soul bones of our Haotian Sect's ancestors," Tang Hao said.
The next day, the finals of the Soul Master Competition took place, with Team Rose facing Team Spirit Hall.
The Spirit Hall narrowly defeated Team Rose, and the two teams, like the rest of the continent's younger generation, displayed the highest level of skill ever seen in the Soul Master Competition.
Even Shrek Academy, which prided itself on being a monster, felt a sense of overwhelming defeat upon witnessing this soul battle.
After the competition, it was time to present the awards. Qian Xunji personally presented the prizes. The cardinal approached Qian Xunji with a brocade platter. Qian Xunji flipped it open and displayed the prizes for everyone to see: a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor soul bone, a 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit soul bone, and soul bones inherited from the ancestors of the Haotian Sect.
"Then, as the champions of this Soul Master Competition, you will receive soul bones from my Spirit Hall. This Pope will personally present this award to you."
Qian Xunji had barely finished speaking when a fierce shout rang out from the side:
"Qian Xunji, return those soul bones to me, or I will kill him."
This stern shout captured everyone's attention.
Everyone looked over to see Tang Hao standing in the square of the Pope's Hall, holding a figure in his arms.
The Tiandou Empire representative's expression suddenly changed when he saw the figure Tang Hao was holding.
"Your Majesty, that is His Highness Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire. The Tiandou Empire has no grudge against you. Why are you arresting our Crown Prince?" the Tiandou Empire representative demanded.
"Your Majesty, please let's talk things over. Xue Qinghe is my disciple," Ning Fengzhi said.
Tang Hao ignored the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Heaven Dou Empire. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Qian Xunji and said, "Give me the soul bone and Ah Yin's life seed, or I will kill this man."
Qian Xunji, as if hearing a hilarious joke, said, "Haozi, you're threatening me with the Heaven Dou Empire's crown prince. Don't you find that funny?"
"Haha," Tang Hao said. "Qian Xunji, your Spirit Hall may be able to deceive others, but not me, Tang Hao, the people of the Heaven Dou Empire, or Ning Fengzhi. You don't have to worry about this fake crown prince. Killing him, in a sense, will also be ridding the Heaven Dou Empire of a threat."
A flicker of panic flashed in Qian Xunji's eyes at Tang Hao's words, a look that Tang Hao caught.
"Fake crown prince? Your Majesty, what do you mean by that?" the Heaven Dou Empire representative asked.
Tang Hao pinched Xue Qinghe's neck and sneered, "Do you think this Xue Qinghe is still the crown prince of your Heaven Dou Empire? Humph, let me tell you the truth, your crown prince died a few years ago. This is Qian Xunji's daughter, Qian Renxue. She lurked by Xue Qinghe's side for two years. After understanding Xue Qinghe's personality, she killed him and replaced him. Using the characteristics of the Spirit Hall's Angel God Armor, she disguised herself as the crown prince Xue Qinghe and secretly planned to seize the Heaven Dou Empire."
As soon as these words were spoken, they exploded like thunder in everyone's eyes. Everyone turned their suspicious gazes from Xue Qinghe to Pope Qian Xunji.
Ju Douluo said angrily, "This is nonsense. Xue Qinghe's martial spirit is the swan martial spirit, while the martial spirit inherited from our Pope is the six-winged angel martial spirit. The human form can be disguised, but how can the martial spirit be disguised?"
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