Holy Moly! The Author is on drugs, chapters are so long now.
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"I..." "I, I, I..." "My stomach hurts. The rest of the battle is up to you guys." Ma Hongjun clutched his stomach and dashed away in a flash.
Ye Hao had spoken those words himself—no matter how difficult, he would make it happen.
At that moment, Tang San had Ma Hongjun go first because he knew Ma Hongjun's personality all too well.
Seeing Ma Hongjun fleeing with his head in his hands, the others were unfazed. They were long used to this kind of behavior.
Even so, those who needed to fight still had to fight—no one could escape.
"Sigh—" "This damn fatty, when will he finally stand on his own?" Flender sighed deeply. As a teacher, he took pride in nurturing outstanding students.
Just like the Grandmaster. To be honest, Flender was quite envious of him—having such an exceptional student like Tang San.
And a Twin Martial Soul at that! Why couldn't he meet a student like that himself?
"Fatty!" Xiao Wu ground her rabbit teeth in frustration. She leaned close to Tang San and whispered, "Brother, just let Fatty go first. Last time, he ate the most rabbit meat!"
Wow. Even rabbits knew how to borrow a knife to kill now?
Hearing this, Tang San nodded. "I've already considered this. Right now, Ye Hao has challenged us, and Boss Dai has accepted. This battle is inevitable. None of us can run from it."
"Before, Thunderclap Academy tried to defeat Ye Hao using a rotation battle, but they underestimated him. After observing for the past few days, I have a rough understanding of Ye Hao's strength. I am fully confident in defeating him."
Then, Tang San pulled Xiao Wu aside and whispered, "When the time comes for our final battle with Ye Hao, our Shrek Academy will go all out. That damn fatty enjoyed eating rabbit meat last time—don't worry, he won't get away."
"When the time comes, I will have Boss Dai arrange for you to go last."
"Why?!" Xiao Wu was immediately unhappy.
"What am I worse at than you guys? Why should I be the last one? I want to be first! I want to avenge my poor little rabbit!!" Her rabbit eyes instantly turned red.
"Xiao Wu, be good! Listen to me," Tang San patiently explained. "Precisely because of that, you should go last. Ye Hao is too strong. We must take turns fighting to have a chance at victory."
"If I truly face him, I won't hesitate to reveal my Clear Sky Hammer. If I lose, Xiao Wu, you will be our last hope. Think about it—by then, Ye Hao will be at his weakest, and it will be the best time for you to take revenge."
Hearing this, Xiao Wu instantly understood Tang San's intentions.
He was creating the perfect opportunity for her to take her revenge.
The moment to settle scores was approaching—Ye Hao, who had turned into her personal nightmare, and everything he had done to her in the Great Soul Arena of Soto City, were about to be paid back in full.
"Brother, thank you." Xiao Wu's eyes were red with emotion. Then, taking advantage of the others not noticing, she quickly pecked Tang San on the cheek.
...
Inside Xue Qinghe's tent.
"Do you really have a chance to defeat the entire Shrek team?" Xue Qinghe asked with slight concern.
If it were any other academy, Xue Qinghe wouldn't be worried—Ye Hao was strong enough to sweep through them.
But the key issue was that this was Shrek Academy. Things weren't the same as before—Tang San had already become a Soul King.
With their personalities, they would definitely go all out. And when people were pushed to their limits, the power they could unleash would be unprecedented.
Ye Hao, however, remained unconcerned. He was looking forward to this moment—he wanted to personally make Shrek submit.
"Brother Xue, don't worry." Ye Hao raised an eyebrow confidently. "I never do things I'm not certain about."
"Since Shrek Academy has chosen to fight head-on, they will definitely send out their strongest lineup."
"First, Dai Mubai and Tang San—these two will absolutely be in the fight. They are Shrek's core strength. I publicly humiliated them and ruined their reputation—they won't let this go."
"Next..." Ye Hao continued, "Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu. Ma Hongjun likes to brag, but his Fire Phoenix Martial Soul isn't weak. He will definitely fight. As for the rabbit, out of the seven of them, she will definitely be there too!"
"Are you planning to eliminate that rabbit?" Xue Qinghe asked.
"No." Ye Hao smiled slightly. "The tournament has rules—students can't be eliminated. As long as her identity isn't exposed, I absolutely won't eliminate her. Besides, my soul power isn't at its bottleneck yet, so I can't absorb a soul ring even if I eliminate her. That would be a waste."
Ye Hao's reasoning was sound, and Xue Qinghe nodded.
"As for the last three, they will definitely be Huang Yuan, Tai Long, and the others—a trio of cannon fodder! I can handle those three with one hand!" Ye Hao patted his chest with full confidence.
Xue Qinghe shook his head with a wry smile and cautioned, "Better safe than sorry. Don't be careless. I'm certain that when Tang San fights you, he will definitely reveal his Clear Sky Hammer."
"That's a given!" Ye Hao's eyes gleamed, and the atmosphere inside the tent became heavier.
"The Clear Sky Hammer—the number one Tool Martial Soul in the world?" Ye Hao sneered. "Hmph! I will show everyone that the Clear Sky Hammer is nothing but an empty title!"
"Brother, I have confidence in you." Xue Qinghe smiled slightly and nodded toward Ye Hao.
Seeing this, Ye Hao also smiled in response. Then, he suddenly moved closer to Xue Qinghe.
"You... you little rascal, what are you doing?!" Xue Qinghe quickly crossed his arms over his chest, looking alarmed. How many times had this guy taken advantage of him?
"Nothing!" Ye Hao chuckled. Then, his expression turned serious.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore, big sis. There's no one else here. I've used my Death God's Heart to isolate this place—even a Titled Douluo couldn't detect us. Drop your disguise. I have something important to discuss with you."
Hearing Ye Hao's words, Xue Qinghe immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He removed his disguise and once again transformed into the stunningly beautiful Qian Renxue.
"Speak, what is so serious that you had to use the Death God's Heart?" Qian Renxue asked with concern.
"Sis, our Spirit Hall, the one our Angel Clan worships—isn't it the Angel God?" Ye Hao asked.
Qian Renxue was momentarily stunned, then nodded, "You're right. Our Angel Clan worships the Angel God. Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Ye Hao smiled, leaned in close to Qian Renxue's ear, and whispered, "Sis, get ready... to become a god."
"Huh?" Qian Renxue was confused.
Smack!
Taking advantage of her confusion, Ye Hao impulsively kissed Qian Renxue. The moment their lips touched, Qian Renxue's whole body tensed up as if she had been electrocuted.
She touched her now slightly damp lips and immediately stood up in anger. A golden Angelic Holy Sword appeared in her right hand.
"You brat, get over here! If I don't personally teach you a lesson today, I won't be your sister!"
Ye Hao: "!!!"
Run!
That night, the Royal Hunting Grounds were silent, with only scattered torches flickering in the darkness.
Inside Xue Qinghe's tent, Qian Renxue—having resumed her disguise—was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep.
That brat actually dared to kiss her—that was her first kiss, and it was just stolen like that, without any rhyme or reason.
Though Qian Renxue was nearly thirty, she had spent most of her life in the palace, dedicating her prime years to her plan to infiltrate the Heaven Dou Empire.
"That little brat! I'm going to make him pay me back, or else I'll be at a huge loss!"
"Ahhh!" She scratched her head in frustration. "Sleep! Stop thinking about it!"
"Ahhh!! I can't sleep!!!"
Meanwhile, Ye Hao was sleeping soundly...
A dark figure flashed across the night.
Tang San arrived at a secluded area of the Royal Hunting Grounds. His lips moved as he muttered something under his breath.
After waiting for a while, a gust of wind blew, and a black-robed Tang Hao appeared.
"Xiao San, why did you call me here? Is something wrong?" Tang Hao asked anxiously. If it weren't an emergency, Tang San would never have summoned him.
The father and son sat down, and Tang San slowly explained, "Father, it's like this—today, Ye Hao..."
After Tang San briefly recounted the events, Tang Hao's eyes filled with disdain. He snorted coldly, "That Ye Hao seriously underestimates us. Saying that in the eyes of the strong, the weak have no place—what a joke."
"In my eyes, Ye Hao is nothing. I could crush him with one hand!"
(Ye Hao: Ever heard of Martial Soul Fusion Techniques?)
"Xiao San, since Ye Hao has challenged you all, and he wants to take on all seven of you, then grant him his wish. When the time comes, you won't need to hide your Clear Sky Hammer anymore. Use your strength where it matters. Show him the true power of the number one Tool Martial Soul—the Clear Sky Hammer!"
Tang Hao then instructed, "Xiao San, don't hold back. Beat him into a cripple!"
Tang San was slightly taken aback. Why was his father reacting so strongly today?
"Father!" Tang San's eyes lit up. "Yesterday, Ye Hao lured me away."
"What?! He dared to do that? Did he harm you?" Tang Hao asked urgently.
"No, he didn't do anything to me. He just showed me something."
"Something? What was it?" Tang Hao was puzzled.
"A Blue Silver Grass with golden patterns. Father, do you know what that is?"
As soon as these words left Tang San's mouth, Tang Hao froze. His gaze drifted away, and his bloodshot eyes revealed a deep, murderous intent.
"Xiao San, there are some things I had planned not to tell you... That Blue Silver Grass with golden patterns—it's my lifeblood. It's my very soul," Tang Hao said, his voice choked with emotion.
"What?!" Tang San was furious. "Ye Hao, you truly deserve to die!"
"Father, yesterday Ye Hao told me a story. Do you know the truth behind it?"
"…"
"…"
After Tang San repeated Ye Hao's story in full detail, Tang Hao's face darkened completely.
That wasn't a story—it was the truth! The truth about what happened when Tang Hao faced the threat of the Spirit Hall. Ye Hao actually knew everything and had revealed it to his son.
"Father, do you know who the people in the story were?"
"And the 'half-human, half-Blue Silver Grass child'—who was it?" Tang San asked curiously.
Tang Hao was stunned and looked at Tang San like he was an idiot.
"Xiao San, that Blue Silver Grass… actually…"
Tang Hao found it difficult to say outright. He couldn't just tell Tang San that he was the so-called "half-human, half-Blue Silver Grass child."
This was Ye Hao's way of mocking Tang San without him even realizing it.
"!!!"
Tang San suddenly had a realization. He stared at Tang Hao in shock.
"Father… that Blue Silver Grass… could it really be…?" Tang San struggled to form the words.
"Sigh…"
Tang Hao let out a long sigh. "Since things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore. The Blue Silver Grass in Ye Hao's hands is no ordinary Blue Silver Grass—it is the Blue Silver Emperor, the true form of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast."
"And your mother… she was never human. In other words, that Blue Silver Emperor is actually what remained of your mother after she fell in battle. I cultivated it, hoping it would take root and sprout once more. But one day, when I went to Shrek Academy to see you, that bastard Ye Hao… he stole it."
Tang Hao's words had a profound impact on Tang San. His eyes widened in shock, and his entire body collapsed to the ground. He clutched his head tightly, his face filled with disbelief.
"The Blue Silver plant in Ye Hao's hands… is actually my…"
"Mother!!!"
As he spoke, Tang San's eyes turned blood-red, radiating intense killing intent. Ye Hao must die! He deserved to die!!!