"Chrysanthemum Douluo, you've got some nerve, daring to lay a hand on my son!"
Under the moonlight, Yue Guan could clearly see the man in front of him—it was none other than Tang Hao, dressed in a black robe.
Back in the day, Tang Hao had defeated Pope Qian Xun Ji of the Spirit Hall with just a Level 90 spirit power. Not only that, even he and Old Ghost had lost to him. The Tang Hao before him was definitely not someone to mess with.
"So this Tang San is your son. No wonder Yu Xiaogang has been so personally involved in training him."
"Did you already forget how you were beaten back then, Chrysanthemum Douluo?"
Yue Guan sneered coldly. His spirit power had indeed been lower back then—not even reaching Level 95.
But now, not only had he surpassed the Level 95 bottleneck, he had reached Level 96. The current Tang Hao might not necessarily be his match.
"My spirit power today is not what it once was. You've disappeared for so long—do you really think you're still the same as back then?"
Tang Hao responded with a deep voice: "Try me."
"So he's your son? Then don't blame me for showing no mercy! Because of you, I was punished severely by the Spirit Hall. Tonight, let's settle all the old and new grudges!"
But Tang Hao wasn't someone who would back down. After all, back in the day, he fought three Titled Douluo alone and seriously injured them before retreating into the shadows.
The two revealed their spirit rings. The aura of Titled Douluo instantly filled the entire inn.
To protect Jiang Xiaofeng and the others, Chrysanthemum Douluo knew he couldn't fight here. He immediately flew out through the window.
Tang Hao followed right after.
Everyone in the inn was startled awake. That terrifying pressure just now wasn't something ordinary people could endure.
Especially Tang San and his companions, who were the closest—they were completely stunned.
Tang San sat up drenched in sweat. None of them knew what had just happened. All they felt was a terrifying killing intent filling the room, and when they woke up, the room was in total disarray.
Yu Xiaogang and the others quickly came to Tang San's room, as the two powerful auras had emerged there.
"Xiao San, are you alright?" asked Yu Xiaogang.
"Brother, are you okay?"Xiao Wu asked worriedly.
Tang San shook his head.
"I don't really know. I just suddenly felt two terrifying forces in my room. When I woke up, everything was already over, and nothing was left."
Yu Xiaogang recognized one of the forces—it was familiar. It came from Tang Hao.
When Tang Hao had found him years ago, he couldn't believe it at first—Tang Hao, the famous Clear Sky Douluo, had asked him to take care of his son.
The Clear Sky Douluo was known across the land. Raising his own son should've been easy. Why entrust it to someone else? But eventually, Yu Xiaogang realized that Tang Hao was no longer the same man he had been.
Maybe it was because of the pain of the past.
"As long as you're okay. Everyone, get some rest."
Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang, sensing that he seemed to be hiding something.
"I'll tell you all someday, but now's not the time," said Yu Xiaogang.
He didn't say more—because Tang Hao had told him not to let Tang San know who his father was.
In Jiang Xiaofeng's room, Xie Yue and the others looked visibly shaken.
Jiang Xiaofeng calmly said: "It's no big deal. Both of them have left. Now it's up to Elder Yue Guan."
Xie Yue asked curiously: "Elder Yue Guan? Was someone trying to ambush us just now and got repelled by him?"
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded—then shook his head.
"Something like that. Let's just wait quietly for news."
Outside Suotuo City...
Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand, while Chrysanthemum Douluo summoned his Unrivaled Chrysanthemum spirit.
"Tang Hao, I am no longer the Chrysanthemum Douluo of the past. I've now reached Level 96 spirit power, and you're only Level 95!"
Tang Hao was a bit surprised. He didn't expect Chrysanthemum Douluo to have reached Level 96. That certainly made things tricky—but not unmanageable.
"So what if you're Level 96? You really think I can't handle you? Back then, I had just become a Titled Douluo when I defeated three of you. Now it's only you. Do you really think you can beat me?"
Yue Guan didn't waste words.
"Seventh Spirit Ability: Martial Spirit Avatar!"
Facing a Level 96 opponent, Tang Hao didn't dare be careless either, especially with old injuries still lingering.
"Seventh Spirit Ability: Clear Sky Avatar!"
The two Titled Douluo clashed outside Suotuo City, exchanging hundreds of blows. Inside the city, even speaking came to a halt. Even in the dead of night, no one dared to utter a word—after all, Titled Douluo had the power to destroy the entire city.
After a deafening explosion, a nearby hill outside the city was leveled to the ground.
And after that, all was silent.
No one knew how much time had passed before a figure appeared in Jiang Xiaofeng's room—someone he had been waiting for.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, I have returned."
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded and asked: "You're not injured, right? The opponent was a Titled Douluo—to fight someone of your level, he must've been no ordinary man."
"Cough, cough!"Yue Guan couldn't help but cough a few times.
Jiang Xiaofeng frowned.
"You're hurt?"
Yue Guan nodded.
"Yes. Just minor injuries. Luckily, I had reached Level 96. Otherwise, things would've been much worse today."
"Damn… Who could possibly injure a Level 96 Titled Douluo like you? Could it be someone protecting Tang San from the shadows?"
Yue Guan nodded and said: "You're right. It was Tang Hao."
Tang Hao? That guy—
"The same one who seriously injured you, Ghost Douluo, and the former Pope back in the day? The Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao?"
"That's right. Otherwise, the former Pope wouldn't have fallen so easily."
Jiang Xiaofeng sneered: "Qian Xun Ji… dead is dead. I never liked him anyway. Even if he were still alive, I would've looked for a chance to kill him myself. What surprises me is that you actually ran into Tang Hao! I've heard so many stories about him—his talent is incredible. What level is he at now?"
"He's now a Level 95 Titled Douluo. Reaching that at his age is already amazing. And from the looks of it, he's neglected training for years. Yet he still managed to reach Level 95!"
Jiang Xiaofeng had learned quite a bit about Tang Hao. After all, anyone capable of injuring three Titled Douluo was worth looking into.
"So how did the fight end?"
"He seems to have some internal injuries and didn't want to drag the fight out. I also didn't dare take his attacks head-on, so we came to a mutual understanding—he wouldn't touch you all, and I wouldn't lay a hand on his son."
Jiang Xiaofeng frowned: "His son?"
(End of Chapter)
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