Tomorrow he will go to the Sunset Forest to obtain the spirit ring. Tang San is still concentrating on training, trying to restore his condition to its optimal state.
"Xiao San." A familiar voice came from the forest not far away, and Tang San's winning streak revealed a hint of surprise.
Tang San stood up, without disturbing anyone, and leaped from the window into the forest.
Across the river in the forest, an unusually tall and burly black figure with an unfathomable aura had been standing there for a long time.
A breeze blew by, the white clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sunlight poured down, illuminating the black figure, revealing a sallow face that had experienced vicissitudes of life and was full of beards.
When Tang San saw this man's face, he immediately shouted in surprise: "Dad."
Tang Hao raised his head and looked at his son, whom he had not seen for a long time, with an angry look on his face. When Tang San walked in front of him, Tang Hao raised his hand.
"Pa..." A loud slap resounded through the forest, and Tang San flew backwards like a cannonball, and finally hit a big tree hard before stopping.
"Dad, why?" Tang San's eyes were slightly red, ignoring the severe pain in his cheeks, and he lost his voice in horror. His heart was full of grievances, why... When his father, who had been away for eight years, saw him, he would beat him up, and he would do so mercilessly.
"Don't call me dad, I don't have a son like you." Tang Hao walked to Tang San, looked at his swollen face and the tears about to seep out of the corners of his eyes, and sighed deeply.
"Dad, why did you say that? Did I do anything wrong?" Tang San was so aggrieved that the tears in the corners of his eyes could no longer be held back and flowed out unsatisfactorily.
In order to let Tang Hao see his efforts, Tang San never relaxed his training in these years. After learning that Tang Hao was the world-famous Haotian Douluo, Tang San practiced even harder, for fear of causing trouble to Tang Hao and Yu Xiao
Just embarrassed.
He had done so much, and when he met Tang Hao, not only was he not praised, but he was also scolded. How could he just feel aggrieved?
Tang Hao's tone did not soften at all, and he asked coldly: "Do you still remember what I said to you when you first awakened your martial spirit?"
Tang San resisted the severe pain in his body, with tears in his eyes, and replied in a trembling voice, "Use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand."
Tang Hao continued to ask in a deep voice: "What else?"
Tang San thought for a moment and said: "Without your permission, no soul rings can be added to the second martial soul."
Tang Hao said seriously: "So now, what do you do?"
"I..." Tang San's voice weakened instantly. In order not to disappoint Yu Xiaogang, he chose to break his promise with Tang Hao.
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Damn it. What if Tang Hao knows this reason and goes to kill Yu Xiaogang?
Once a teacher, always a father. What should he do if his father wants to kill his master?
"No one lets me practice the Clear Sky Hammer. Blue Silver Grass is just a useless martial spirit with too many weaknesses. I don't want others to know that the son of Clear Sky Douluo and the disciple of the world's number one theoretical master is a loser. I want to let others know
Those who defeated me kneeled before me and begged for mercy."
Tang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and a strong hint of disappointment and sadness flashed across his eyes. Tang San's strength made him happy, but when he said that Blue Silver Grass was a useless martial spirit, this happiness disappeared.
Already.
"Who told you that Blue Silver Grass can destroy martial souls? Didn't it just mean that you lost a few games in the soul fighting arena? Just this little setback made you give up on your promise to me?"
Tang San was not convinced, so he became a disciple of Yu Xiaogang. What Tang San heard was that you were a genius, and no one of your age could compare with you.
But it wasn't until he met Wang Tingxuan that he began to suffer setbacks. It would have been fine if Wang Tingxuan was a fighting soul master, but he was an auxiliary soul master. With an auxiliary soul master, he didn't even have the courage to fight.
It didn't matter. Tang San asked himself that as long as he used all his means, killing Wang Tingxuan would be like playing. But he should never, never should have ruined Yu Xiaogang's plan.
Insulting my teacher is punishable by death.
In the past few days, Wang Tingxuan has added another way to death, snatching away his woman Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu, whom he has raised for more than six years, was pried away by Wang Tingxuan before he could succeed.
The hatred for taking away one's wife is irreconcilable.
How could Tang San, a seven-foot man, endure so much hatred?
If he hadn't been able to spare time, Tang San would have gone to Wang Tingxuan for revenge.
"But the shortcomings of Blue Silver Grass are too obvious, I..."
Tang Hao sighed, Bluesilver Grass was only in its primary form, and its shortcomings were obviously normal, and he had no way to solve it. Only when Tang San reached level 50 and had his second awakening could this problem be alleviated.
"Okay, no need to say any more." Tang San was interrupted rudely.
Tang Hao warned Tang San, "Don't listen to Yu Xiaogang on everything, let alone add soul rings to the Clear Sky Hammer."
Tang San summoned up the courage to defend Yu Xiaogang. "It wasn't the teacher who asked me to practice the Clear Sky Hammer."
"It's no longer important. What's important is that you can't continue to practice the Clear Sky Hammer. Do you understand?"
Looking at Tang Hao's slightly murderous eyes, Tang San swallowed, "I understand."
Seeing Tang San's timid appearance, Tang Hao's heart softened, and his tone of voice softened. "I know you are not convinced. You have been someone else's child since you were a child. Suddenly you met someone who was stronger than yourself, even someone who was talented.
People who are much worse than you can't accept it for a while."
Tang San wanted to say that I didn't, but this was the first time in so many years that Tang Hao had spoken to him in a gentle tone, and he really couldn't bear to interrupt Tang Hao's mood.
Seeing that Tang San didn't refute, Tang Hao continued: "Wang Tingxuan's talent is worse than yours. He just took a shortcut and used a soul ring that transcends years to get a small step ahead of you. The master should have told you that his
There is nothing to fear about the future.”
Tang San nodded, "Dad, I understand, I shouldn't use him as my opponent. My opponents are only those geniuses and strong men."
Tang Hao was very satisfied and became close to Tang San. "Although I haven't appeared in these years, I have always been by your side. I know everything about you. It's just that I have been away for a while recently, and you... Sigh.