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Looking at the figure standing in the air, Tang Hao did not reveal Xiao Wu's identity.
However, his tone made it clear that he had ill intentions and looked down on Blue Silver City.
"He finally appeared."
Near the Martial Soul Arena, Zhao Wuji stood up, glaring at the other party. He was very displeased with their tone.
Whether it was looking down on Blue Silver Academy or the tone that dismissed them.
"A Titled Douluo, truly remarkable. You are Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect, aren't you?"
"Oh, I misspoke. I should say, a Clear Sky Sect apostate, a stinking rat who can only hide in the gutters, a stray dog."
"I never thought you'd stop hiding and come barking in our Blue Silver City!"
"Is it because you recognize these little ones??"
He wasn't an unknowledgeable person; he easily recognized the other party's identity from the hundred-thousand-year spirit ring and the Clear Sky Hammer.
Even a blind person could see it clearly.
However, his reckless nature meant he wouldn't easily give his enemies a good face.
From the moment he accepted the Dean's mission until now, Zhao Wuji had been holding back his anger.
Previously, there wasn't a good target, but now that Tang Hao appeared, they knew who they were dealing with.
Moreover, Clear Sky Douluo, a very famous name, was worth fighting.
"Immovable King Zhao Wuji, you're seeking death..."
Tang Hao, who was originally standing in mid-air above the Martial Soul Arena, heard these words that pierced his heart.
His entire being exuded an icy chill, and his killing intent was so dense it seemed to materialize.
He also recognized Zhao Wuji; the other party had made a bit of a name for himself.
Regardless, this Zhao Wuji must die.
"Call everyone out.
You're not going to seek death here alone, are you?"
He didn't even consider Zhao Wuji his primary opponent.
He spoke disdainfully to the people present.
Tang Hao's domineering aura spread.
He swept his gaze across the entire Martial Soul Arena, intending to dig everyone out.
This Zhao Wuji deserved to die, and the people plotting behind him shouldn't live.
He wanted to see how capable the other party was.
"What a big tone."
I hope your strength matches it."
Zhao Wuji paid no attention to anything else.
He swiftly unleashed his Spirit, and the eight spirit rings of a Spirit Douluo appeared.
"Gravity, Hell."
He went all out from the start, using his eighth Spirit Ability, which perfectly matched his eighty-thousand-year Spirit Beast Spirit Ability, and directly entered his Spirit Avatar state.
His already robust body grew even larger, with the Vigorous Vajra Bear Spirit enveloping his entire being, letting out a roar of frustration.
As he extended his hand, an invisible gravitational force instantly appeared.
Even Tang Hao, who was in the air, felt a sense of discomfort.
Above the arena, an invisible gravitational force twisted the area where Tang Hao was located.
"Get down here."
Accompanied by Zhao Wuji's booming voice, Tang Hao's entire body was directly pressed down onto the ground of the arena.
However, Tang Hao remained standing tall and straight, his body upright, relying on his spirit power without the slightest tremor.
The ground he stood on quickly cracked, and his legs seemed to be nailed into the earth.
This scene greatly surprised Zhao Wuji; he knew the power of his Spirit Ability best.
Was Zhao Wuji strong? Undoubtedly, he was powerful, but it also depended on who he faced.
If it were other existences, they would probably be directly crushed to the ground by Zhao Wuji, unable to even get up, even Spirit Douluo of the same level.
Even ordinary Titled Douluo would be weakened.
"Not bad, you're qualified to give me a massage."
At this moment, facing Tang Hao, he twisted his neck, looking relaxed.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand even swung slightly.
In reality, Zhao Wuji's eighth Spirit Ability did make him uncomfortable.
It also consumed some of his spirit power.
"Blue Silver Forest."
And now, Tang Hao wanted to teach the other party a lesson, to turn this Vigorous Vajra Bear into a useless bear.
However, Lan Ke, not far away, had already seized the opportunity to use his Spirit Ability.
A Blue Silver Grass Spirit the size of an ancient tree appeared, and the next moment, dense Blue Silver Grass quickly enveloped Tang Hao.
It completely surrounded him.
"Clear Sky Douluo."
"Flender, attack."
Yu Xiaogang was startled and looked at Flender next to him.
He shouted.
But these words were like stirring a hornet's nest.
Many teachers who had already gathered nearby looked at them.
His expression also stiffened.
There were Spirit Saints among them, but they were evacuating students, so they hadn't made a move.
"What exactly is going on?"
Flender was completely confused; the current situation was beyond his expectations.
Why did a fight suddenly break out?
Why was he associated with Tang Hao, with the Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect?
If people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had appeared, he wouldn't have been so surprised.
"Xiaogang, what are you hiding from me?"
Having figured out the identity of his students, Flender looked at Yu Xiaogang.
No wonder the other party had noticed something was wrong earlier.
And chose to leave Blue Silver Academy.
It was clearly him who wanted to come.
"It's Tang San, isn't it? Tang San's identity is problematic..."
He didn't guess it was Xiao Wu.
But Tang San's surname, coupled with the appearance of Tang Hao, quickly made him think of something.
"That's right, Little San is Tang Hao's son."
"This Blue Silver Academy might also be a lackey of Spirit Hall."
"They want to capture Tang Hao or threaten him with Little San."
"Let's save the people first."
Yu Xiaogang wanted to take his good disciple away.
But now, the people weren't in their hands.
He didn't have the strength to act, so he could only look at Flender.
"You, you..."
Tang San is Tang Hao's son???
Flender's expression was stiff.
What kind of trouble had this brought him?
Everyone knew what a troublesome existence Tang Hao was.
Even the Clear Sky Sect abandoned him, not daring to be associated with him, directly declaring him an apostate.
And they were harboring Tang Hao's son??
He was a Spirit Saint, not a saint.
As he pondered, he looked at Lan Xi'er and the group not far away.
The Shrek students were all in their hands, most of them unconscious; only Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were slightly better.
"Hand over the people."
"Little ones, I don't want to act against you..."
He couldn't escape either, Flender's expression was stiff, but he still made a move.
He shouted at them.
"What nonsense, just kill them and take them away."
They've already acted against Tang Hao."
Seeing Lan Ke and Zhao Wuji attacking Tang Hao, Yu Xiaogang had no qualms whatsoever.
His words made Flender want to pry open his head and look inside.
But he also had to help his brother.
"Excuse me."
Flender wanted to snatch back the Shrek people first before anything else.
But as soon as he spoke, he felt his body tremble.
"Oh, kill whom?"
A flat voice instantly appeared and entered his ears.
A scarlet gaze suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness, and his mental force was a bit out of control.
The chilling sensation made him shiver.
"Great-grandpa, you're here."
If you had come any later, this Spirit Saint would have acted against us."
Lan Xi'er was the first to notice the one who made a move.
Two figures left the upper-level viewing box and appeared near the arena.
One of them, with just a glance, made Flender, who had originally intended to act, completely wilt. Even the seven spirit rings he had just unleashed retracted, as if they didn't exist at all.
His trembling appearance was like prey encountering a high-level predator, completely suppressed.
Flender could sense the formidable mental force without even looking; he was a very dangerous individual.
His entire body was trembling, especially his mind, which gradually became dazed.
Upon hearing Lan Xi'er's words, he also realized who the other party was.