Chapter 117 Tang Hao's Demise!
Qin Mu shook his head again at this.
Bibi Dong's actions were quite obvious; she was deliberately making things difficult for Qin Mu.
If he really kept this skull, Bibi Dong would definitely use it as an excuse to cause trouble in the future.
After repeatedly giving in, Hu Liena finally accepted the soul bone, but there was something else in her eyes.
Qin Mu had no objections to the distribution of the soul bones, and Zhang Ping and the others naturally didn't say anything either.
After all, they didn't contribute much throughout the entire finals.
In the final match, they even took a nap during the game.
When they woke up again, they had already won the championship.
They didn't put in much effort throughout the process, and although they didn't receive any prizes, they became members of the champion team of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.
This identity alone has already brought them considerable gains.
This also paves the way for their future entry into the Spirit Hall and becoming its cadres.
After arranging everything, Qin Mu left.
The exertion from this match was also very severe for Qin Mu.
Especially after using the Heaven and Earth Hammer twice, Qin Mu felt like he could fall asleep immediately.
Ling Yuan returned to the Spirit Hall with Yue Guan and Gui Mei. After reporting on the aftermath of the competition, she began to make arrangements for Qin Mu's sixth spirit ring.
...
When Tang San woke up again, it was already evening.
Although it was already dark, thanks to Tang San's Purple Demon Eye, the surrounding environment appeared as clear as day to him.
The crackling sound came from the campfire in front of him. Tang San sat up abruptly and looked around.
"There is no one else here, only us."
A faint, familiar voice rang out, and Tang San turned his head to see that familiar figure.
Compared to a few years ago, Tang Hao is now much more dejected, his clothes are tattered and stained with blood.
"Dad! You..."
Tang San was about to get up, but the pain in his body made him curl up again.
"Don't move, your injuries are very serious."
Tang Hao looked dejected, picked up a piece of firewood from the side and threw it into the fire, then fell silent again.
"Dad, what happened next? What about Xiao Wu?"
Tang San lay down as Tang Hao instructed, looked around, and couldn't help but ask.
"This is the Star Dou Forest."
"I sent that girl back into the forest."
"If she stays by your side now, she will only be a burden to you."
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San felt unwilling, but he had to admit it.
After all, if Xiao Wu were kept by their side, they would face the pursuit of those Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall.
He's not even a match for people his own age right now, so how can he possibly protect Xiao Wu in front of these Title Douluo?
Thinking of his defeat, Tang San's eyes were filled with resentment, which then turned into hatred, and his face gradually became ferocious.
"I was just unprepared for this match, which is why Qin Mu got the upper hand!"
"If I were at my peak, he would definitely be no match for me!"
Although he said this, Tang San's voice gradually weakened, lacking any confidence.
After all, Qin Mu defeated the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique used by Tang San and the other seven!
Thinking of the two hammer blows that clashed with Qin Mu's, Tang San couldn't help but feel fear.
The terrifying pressure emanating from Qin Mu was even greater than when he faced a Title Douluo!
This has nothing to do with strength, but rather with a person's aura and confidence!
Qin Mu possesses such an ability.
With his fists clenched, Tang San made up his mind that he must master the hidden weapon techniques of the Tang Clan.
If he encounters Qin Mu again, he must take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention and kill him with one strike!
"Don't underestimate that child; his talent is among the best in the Clear Sky Sect!"
"If he had the strength of an eight-ring Soul Douluo, I'm afraid even I wouldn't be his match!"
Seeing the hatred in Tang San's eyes for Qin Mu, Tang Hao spoke up to remind him.
"What? Eight rings can beat you, Dad?"
Upon hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San's expression changed drastically.
Just now in Wuhun City, Tang San saw with his own eyes that Tang Hao had nine spirit rings!
Even the last spirit ring was red!
What does a red spirit ring represent? One hundred thousand years!
This was also the first time he had ever seen a 100,000-year-old spirit ring!
Even so, Tang Hao said he still couldn't defeat Qin Mu.
How am I supposed to face him then?
Tang Hao sighed softly, a hint of regret showing on his face.
After witnessing Qin Mu's strength, Tang Hao decided to take action to eliminate Qin Mu and prevent future troubles.
Based on his judgment, Qin Mu, though victorious against Tang San and the others' Seven-in-One Fusion Technique, was definitely at his last gasp.
The hammer blow he delivered to Qin Mu was so powerful that even a typical Soul Saint, let alone a Soul King, would be unable to withstand it.
Killing Qin Mu should be an easy task.
However, he is no longer the renowned Clear Sky Douluo he once was.
First, his battle with Qian Xunji fourteen years ago left Tang Hao with hidden injuries.
Following the massacre orchestrated by the Spirit Hall eleven years ago, Tang Hao managed to escape, but it also exacerbated his injuries.
Although Tang Hao's strength has increased considerably over the years, the problem of his internal injuries has never been resolved.
In the battle just now, Tang Hao fought in a very messy manner, but he did not cause any serious injuries to Bibi Dong and the others throughout the entire process.
Even so, it was already Tang Hao's best effort.
In the end, they risked their lives to take Tang San and Xiao Wu away.
"Dad, did your final blow to Qin Mu not kill him?"
Tang San suddenly remembered that he had vaguely seen Tang Hao's figure before he lost consciousness.
In that instant, Tang Hao, wielding the Clear Sky Hammer, charged straight at Qin Mu.
Although Tang Hao said that Qin Mu might not be at the level of an eighth-ring, Qin Mu is currently only at the fifth-ring.
A nine-ring shot hitting a five-ring shot—isn't that a one-sided massacre?
It would have been better if Tang San hadn't mentioned this matter; the moment it was brought up, Tang Hao's sense of dejection intensified.
"The injuries I sustained in my early years have made me far less capable than before."
"That final blow was my all-out attack at the time."
"But unexpectedly, Qin Mu was still holding back some of his strength."
"That blow will probably only cause Qin Mu some minor injuries."
Tang Hao lowered his eyes, refusing to look at the shock on Tang San's face.
What he didn't say was that he was now at the end of his life, his vitality greatly diminished.
He knew that if he hadn't intervened while in Wuhun City, Tang San and Xiao Wu would likely have died there.
So, disregarding his physical condition, he forced his way in.
The price he paid was a significant decline in his strength.
Although he still possesses nine rings, the strength he can unleash is no longer at the level of a normal Title Douluo.
Furthermore, his soul power can never be improved further in this lifetime!
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