In a moment of wild joy, Tang San immediately activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and darted towards the camp.
Tang Hao hadn't shown any mercy when he kicked him earlier. His chest, back, even his head and knees, were throbbing with pain, and a twig had even drawn blood on his ankle.
But he only felt a surge of heat in his heart, and even the despair of his Spirit being crippled was lessened a lot.
That was Binding! It could completely immobilize an enemy!
Even if it wasn't the legendary crowd-control skill, it shouldn't be far off.
He had Mysterious Heaven Skill, Mysterious Jade Hand, and a Strength Clan Spirit, yet he couldn't resist.
Could those who were fundamentally inferior to him possibly turn the world upside down?
At the tent entrance, Tang Hao saw his son's reaction, and a hint of human-like doubt appeared in his eyes.
It was just a little red snake, wasn't it? Was there any need to be so excited? He was ready to die just now.
However, he didn't overthink it. No matter the reason, it was good as long as he cheered up. That buzzing crying was really giving him a headache.
If it wasn't his own son, he might have strangled him on the spot.
Tang Hao's palm made a grasping motion, and Clear Sky Hammer instantly appeared in his hand.
As a Title Douluo-level powerhouse, he didn't even need to use Spirit Ability against such a small fry. The weight of his Spirit alone could crush it into meat paste.
He was just about to smash it when Bing Qing Yu Jie immediately roared in alarm:
"Father, don't kill it!
I'm already level 30 spirit power. I just need a spirit ring."
Tang Hao didn't say anything upon hearing this, he just flicked his right hand lightly, and Clear Sky Hammer flew over and hovered above the Datura Snake's head.
The powerful and violent aura instantly intimidated the snake to the point where it couldn't move, and it lay on the ground trembling.
Between the casual words, the overbearing attitude was already on full display.
Tang San quickly took out a short sword from his spirit tool and stabbed it into the Datura Snake's head through its eye.
Then he stirred it a few times to completely destroy its brain.
Watching the starlight-like purple aura condense into a bright halo above it,
Little San suddenly had a thought.
"Father, why didn't you ask me why a plant-type Spirit would choose a poisonous snake as a spirit ring?
Also, this Datura Snake's Cultivation is at least three thousand four hundred years, and the age limit is exceeded by a lot."
Having such a great opportunity to show off but having nowhere to do it made him feel like a hundred cat claws were scratching his heart, making it unbearably itchy.
If everyone around him opposed, obstructed, attacked, or even mocked him, but he insisted on having his own way,
and in the end, he not only successfully absorbed it but also obtained an invincible divine skill, how wonderful would that feeling be?
Tang San's words immediately made Hao Zi's gaze become incomparably strange.
He did have many questions he wanted to ask, but none of them had anything to do with the Datura Snake or its age limit.
After a long silence, he finally sighed and said:
"You have been a sensible child since you were young, and now that you have grown up, you must have your own ideas in your heart."
In fact, when Yu Xiaogang took his son as a disciple, taught his son the theory, and hunted the first spirit ring for his son, he was hiding in the dark and watching the whole process.
He also clearly knew that poison attributes were not suitable for Blue Silver Emperor, a Life-attribute Spirit.
Animal-type Spirit Beasts could indeed be attached to plant Spirits, but the disadvantages outweighed the advantages, which was equivalent to picking up sesame seeds and losing the watermelon.
Don't bother saying he wasn't proficient in theory. Even if he was stupid, he still remembered what skills Ah Yin had used back then.
Wouldn't it be easy to just copy the homework?
The reason why he never stood up to stop or correct him was in this sentence.
He had long discovered that his son was abnormal.
He thought that the reason why such a monstrous Tang San would choose such an unusual path must be because he had some more extraordinary special considerations.
The direction of Spirit development was not only the Ultimate and Balanced schools. These two were just the commonly recognized and more universal paths.
In fact, there were many bizarre ideas.
Most of them were nonsense, just like Yu Xiaogang,
but there were indeed some that could defy fate, such as Xiao Wu. After taking a different approach, an ordinary top-tier Spirit was even stronger than many Super Spirits.
Tang Hao thought that a monster like Little San
must have found a similar, unique method that could change the world.
As for Yu Xiaogang and his theory? It should just be a coincidence, a superficial excuse to cover up the real reason.
Fortunately, although this guy was trash,
as Bibi Dong's ex-boyfriend, he had access to the Cultivation methods of twin spirits.
He was happy to see it succeed and had no reason to stop it.
Who would have thought, who the hell would have thought that San Zi was really deceived by Gang Zi?
This was really frustrating.
He had countless complaints in his heart, but he couldn't spit them out.
What about the monster we talked about? What about the old schemer? What about the grand plan and earth-shattering conspiracy?
Being played around by such an old swindler for six years without realizing it was really heartbreaking.
Tang Hao recalled his previous judgment of his son.
Although he couldn't understand or know what crossing, rebirth, possession, or awakening past wisdom were,
he could also see that there was definitely something wrong with this thing.
From the age of one, he showed far more shrewdness than children of the same age,
such as opening his eyes as if foreseeing the future before he even walked to his side.
There were countless similar instances. No matter what happened, he was calm, didn't cry or make noise. This kind of "small" abnormality didn't even rank.
After barely learning to walk by himself,
every day before the sun was about to rise in the early morning, Tang San would always go to the bedside to confirm whether he was asleep,
and then go outside to bask in the sun. At first, he was at the door, and when he grew a little older, he went to the small mountain behind the village,
and when he was irradiated by the sunlight, a strange purple light would appear in his eyes.
After the sun rose, he began to Cultivation his self-created Spirit Ability.
There were three types in total. One could turn the body into a phantom, greatly increasing the speed of movement,
one was similar to telekinesis, which could attract objects from a distance to the palm.
And one was to make the palm become jade-like and very hard, so that ordinary sharp weapons could not hurt it.
It was not surprising that the palm became hard. There were too many Spirit Abilities that could replace it.
The Strength Clan had similar iron hand skills for the convenience of forging.
But that kind of speed increase had a great boost for every combat Spirit Master.
This was a precious inheritance that even the Upper Three Sects and Spirit Hall did not have.
Clear Sky Sect was the leader of the Upper Three Sects, and he was the Clear Sky Douluo of this generation.
He knew better than anyone whether the Sect had hidden anything.
As for Spirit Hall, even the Supreme Pontiff was almost hammered to death, but he had never seen him use it.
Qian Xunji, that kind of trash, wouldn't have given up his life to keep the secret, would he?
And the strange purple light flashing in his eyes,
although he didn't understand the details, as a Title Douluo, he could roughly judge that it was used to Cultivation mental force.
If a Super Douluo wanted to continue to improve, mental force was a necessary hurdle.
This could no longer be described as precious. Any force that knew about it would definitely obtain it at all costs.
In addition to this, Tang San would also create all kinds of strange Hidden Weapons.
Without any research or trial and error process, they were beautifully formed and incomparably perfect in one go.
As a Divine Craftsman, Tang Hao was very clear about the difficulty, value, and significance of those things.
Knowing so many secret things, was San Zi still an ordinary child?
It was because of this
that Tang Hao had never shown his true strength in front of his son until today.
He disguised himself extremely carefully,
so that even his walking speed and the power he used when forging would never exceed the Ultimate of ordinary people.
This was for a top-level Strength Clan Spirit, a level ninety-five or ninety-six Super Douluo with high-level Spirit Bone all over his body and a hundred thousand year spirit ring,
God knows how difficult it was.
In front of that kind of old schemer, he would be exposed if he was not careful.
After all, who could guarantee that Tang San didn't have other strange abilities?
If he was accidentally discovered, it would be fine, but if he was tricked to death, it would be a joke.
Sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams, scheming against each other,
this was the most real portrayal of their father and son in Saint Spirit Village.