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Chapter 83 Tang San thinks he can do it again! A very confident oath

Chapter 83 Tang San feels that he can do it again! He swears with great confidence [Third update!]

"woke up?"

Tang Hao, who had been waiting by the side, swooped over, wrapped his strong arms around Tang San's shoulders, and helped him up.

"dad!"

Tang San looked around, feeling bitter in his mouth.

A shabby and dilapidated cave with rubble and debris everywhere.

The smell of moldy dust assaulted my nostrils, the cracks in the wall were covered with moss, and the straw mat beneath me kept feeling cold.

When did he, Tang San, fall into such a state? All of this is thanks to that hateful man.

Thinking of this, his body couldn't help but tense up with anger.

"hiss!"

The newly scabbed wound burst open, oozing red blood.

"Mistress, don't move, you need to rest now."

Tang San continued to clench his fists, gritting his teeth as he recalled the previous battle. He never thought that he would be defeated, and yet he would be defeated so completely, being crushed in all directions.

He hates Luo Yu.

But that man's strength made him almost despair.

His footwork, martial arts, and swordsmanship all seem to be impeccable. He is indeed too strong.

Tang San's eyes were dejected, like a defeated rooster.

"Dad, am I really so useless?"

"Hey." Tang Hao scolded, "What are you talking about?"

"My son, Tang Hao, is unyielding and fights against heaven and earth. How can I admit defeat?"

Tang San shook his head, "But he is really strong, and there is such a strong person behind him."

"Haha." Tang Hao sneered, "Son, now that things have happened, I have a showdown with you."

"Actually, I am not a blacksmith. You have also seen my cultivation. In fact, I am one of the three sects on the Douluo Continent and the most powerful genius of the Haotian Sect."

"I ended up here because of some special reasons."

"Let's not talk about anything else. I just want to tell you that in terms of background, you will not lose to anyone."

"How can that boy's background be compared with yours?"

"Your great-grandfather is a powerful Ultimate Douluo."

"Your backstage is the Haotian Sect, the best martial spirit in the world!"

"Why is he comparing his background to yours?"

"Is he worthy?"

Tang San's dim eyes gradually regained their luster, and he said hesitantly: "But the Titled Douluo behind that guy is also very mysterious."

"Mysterious? Mysterious ass." Tang Hao squinted his eyes and smiled disdainfully: "I have already seen that the little girl you know is just a 100,000-year-old soul beast."

"You can guess who her mother is."

"There's just a ferocious beast standing behind that kid. What kind of trouble can it cause? If it weren't for my old illness as a father, I would have beaten them to death."

"Soul beast? You said Xiao Wu is a soul beast?" Tang San was surprised.

Tang Hao nodded, "That's right. Originally, I saw that she was on good terms with you, so I didn't think anything of it. But now that she has betrayed you, I will kill her and make a soul ring for you."

"No! Don't touch Xiao Wu." Tang San's expression changed drastically, and he said hurriedly: "She didn't betray me, she was just blackmailed by her mother. I believe she has me in her heart."

"Idiot, Idiot." Tang Hao shook his head, "Can't you see that the enchantress is deliberately keeping a distance from you? If you can't hold the sand, just throw it away."

"Dad, I don't allow you to say that about Xiao Wu, I believe she has feelings for me!"

Tang San shook his head repeatedly.

"Her rejection of me is only temporary. I will definitely find a way to make her change her mind about me."

"You're not licking..." Tang Hao was about to stop talking, but he couldn't say it out, so he finally sighed and shook his head.

Tang San prayed: "Dad, can you help me?"

"If you don't help me, I really have no chance!"

Tang Hao's big hands firmly held Tang San's shoulders.

"Xiao San, please cheer up for me."

"Look at what a coward you look like now! Let me ask you, why are you not confident?"

"In terms of background, we are the Third Sect. Behind that kid is just a ferocious beast. What he can see is just a drop in our bucket."

"In terms of talent, you are a twin martial soul, and your potential will increase as you get to the later stages."

"What about that boy? No matter how strong his single martial spirit is, can he compare with your twin martial spirits?"

"When the time is right, your second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, and your first spirit ring can be attached to a thousand or ten thousand years. As for that kid, your first spirit ring can only be attached to a hundred years."

"Tell me, what will he compare with you then?"

Tang San's expression began to cheer up, and he felt that his wounds no longer hurt.

Tang Hao continued: "Also, do you think your Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial spirit?"

"When your injury is healed, my father will take you to unleash its true potential. By then, even your appearance will become otherworldly. That kid looks ordinary, how can he compare with you?"

"His looks can kill him."

"When that time comes, if you show up again, that girl will definitely regret not choosing you and fall down in front of you to repent."

Tang Hao's eyes showed disdain and his tone was dark.

"Now you understand, it's not you who should feel inferior, but ask yourself, why should he compare with you? Is he worthy of comparing with you?"

Tang San was given a strong cardiotonic punch, and the slump on his face was wiped away.

There were sparks in his eyes and infinite pride in his heart.

In his dying illness, he sat up in shock and stood up straight away.

"Dad! I understand!!"

Tang Hao nodded with satisfaction, "Good son, that's right."

"My father will also pass on all our family's special skills to you, and add the family's soul bones to you. Who will be your opponent then?"

"Your goal should be the sea of ​​stars and smashing up the Spirit Hall."

Tang San's blood boiled with enthusiasm, his fighting spirit was high, and endless confidence flew between his brows.

He looked into the distance fiercely and proudly, his tone cold and majestic.

"Boy, you are just brilliant now, but you will eventually wither. When I come again, it will be the day when you kneel at my feet and surrender."

"Haha, you must have never imagined that I still have a twin martial spirit."

"Xiao Wu, wait for me!"

Tang San seemed to have seen that day coming, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Tang Hao slapped his shoulder with his big hand and laughed: "This is my Tang Hao's son. He should be so confident, otherwise he would still be building a piece of shit like the Clear Sky Hammer!"

"laugh!"

Tang San's wound torn apart by Luo Yu recurred and burst instantly. He was still alive for less than three seconds before he collapsed on the straw mat again, his muscles twitching...

"Wait...just wait for me!"

"Aqiu!"

In Shrek Academy, Luo Yu was surrounded by girls like stars holding the moon in his arms, and Xiao Wu even moved closer to the man in a subtle way, her eyes attached to him.

He suddenly sneezed.

He raised his hand and rubbed his nose, looking strange.

"It can't be that little brat Tang San who's scolding me, isn't it? I haven't been beaten enough?"

"Tsk!"

"If you still dare to come."

"Ba Ba doesn't mind teaching you how to be a good person and let you understand... what is true despair."

(End of chapter)


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