Douluo's opening breaks with Tang Hao

Chapter 202: Tang Hao Appears, Faceoff on the Arena

"Whoever dares to help him surrender can try it. I will let you come in standing up and go out lying down!"

Tang Han stepped on Tang Hu's mouth and looked at Tang Long coldly. Tang Yu and the rest of Team Qibao, Tang Long and Tang Yu could only look at Ning Rongrong for help. They were sure Tang Han really dared to do this. Only Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, had the capital to surrender without fear of revenge. After all, both Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were here.

Ning Rongrong looked at the expectant eyes of the five teams, and Tang Hu's miserable situation, and was about to speak, when Ning Fengzhi's spring-like voice suddenly sounded, "Rongrong, this is a family affair of the Tang family, you'd better not get involved. "

The current battle situation is not obvious yet. Tang Han is far above the No.1 of the three generations in terms of talent and the use of the Clear Sky Hammer. Don't care about Tang Hu. Hurry up and invest in Tang Han. Tang Han has not recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan, so he must keep Tang Hu safe. Ning Fengzhi said that this is none of my business. How do I know that Tang Han has not recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan? people.

Even Ning Fengzhi spoke, Ning Rongrong could only helplessly look at Tang Long and Tang Yu, expressing that he was helpless.

The Wuhundian team watched the whole show and were discussing how to defeat this monster.

"Old Fox."

Bibi Dong and Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo turned their gazes to Ning Fengzhi from the corner of their eyes at the same time, Ning Fengzhi is really a good player when he sees the wind.

Ning Fengzhi coughed, embarrassed by Bibidong and the three, and said, "Your Majesty, there was such a bloody scene in the Soul Master Competition, shouldn't you come forward and stop it once?"

Seeing Ning Fengzhi pointing the finger at her, Bibi Dong was slightly angry inside, and said indifferently: "I said earlier that as long as no human life is caused, it is within the reasonable range of the rules. Tang Han has not violated the rules yet."

"Indeed."

Ning Fengzhi sighed pretentiously, "It's a pity, Xiaohu, such a proud talent should be lost here, I am ashamed of Haotianzong."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly in her heart. To be honest, she already felt that she had high regard for Ning Fengzhi, but when she saw her today, she realized that her vision was not enough. Ning Fengzhi is not an old fox. The sticky old fox, who speaks black when he speaks white, opens his eyes and speaks nonsense without opening his mouth, and it's a pity for Tang Hu, probably this guy has already burst into laughter in his heart.

"Look, no one is coming to save you."

Tang Han looked at Tang Hu jokingly, and slowly exerted force on the soles of his feet. Tang Hu's remaining two layers of teeth, together with his gums, were all destroyed. Without the help of an absolutely powerful healing soul master, the teeth would never grow back.

"what--"

Tang Hu screamed miserably, the blood spurting from his mouth stained Tang Han's soles red.

Next, the blue silver grass vine turned into a sharp blade in Tang Han's hands, and just as he was about to strike, a mournful voice sounded in the middle of the distance, "Stop, Xiaohan, please stop for my father!"

At the last moment when Tang Han destroyed Tang Hu's future, Tang Hao, who had been hiding in the dark, finally appeared. He had to use this dilapidated body to do something for Haotianzong. With Tang Hu's talent, he would be able to reach his present level in the future. With a height of 95-level Title Douluo, even if he died under the siege of the Wuhun Temple, he couldn't just watch Tang Hu become a useless person.

"That is."

Everyone in the audience looked towards the figure that suddenly appeared in the midair, and all the soul masters present in the Wuhun Temple became serious, and even the five people in the VIP seat couldn't stand up calmly.

The tall black-robed figure in mid-air was wearing tattered robes and clothes, without any patches on the top, revealing the bronzed skin underneath, but the originally decent facial features were covered with a layer of sallow, and the hair was messy like a bird. The beard was like a nest, and the beard on his face had not been tidied up for countless days. He looked like a beggar, but everyone recognized that the beggar in front of him was the Haotian Douluo Tang Hao who once shook the mainland.

"It's Tang Hao!"

"Haotian Douluo!"

Everyone in the Wuhun Hall recognized the identity of the black-robed man in front of them.

"Wait, Haotian Douluo called his son just now, so Tang Han is really Tang Hao's son!"

As soon as this remark came out, some people looked at Tang Han one after another. Ghost Douluo even had the urge to slap himself. Back then, he swore that Tang Hao and Tang Han would never have anything to do, but the reality turned out to be like this. Face.

Tang San also couldn't keep calm and stood up, looking at Tang Hao, that person, that person was his father, and Tang Han was really his brother.

"Tang Hao, don't leave even if you're here!"

Bibi Dong stood up, with nine spirit rings flickering all over her body, the last ring appeared at 10 years, and the entire Spirit Hall was immediately shrouded in a terrifying coercion.

Tang San watched this scene anxiously trying to dissuade his teacher from attacking his father, when Bibi Dong's voice came into his ears the next second.

The blood-red Clear Sky Hammer martial soul appeared in Tang Hao's hand, surrounded by nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red, the last one was also 10 years old.

Tang Hao roared angrily: "Bibi Dong, I didn't come to provoke trouble today, I just came to interfere with my family affairs, do you want to take care of this too? Your Spirit Hall is a bit too domineering, right?"

"Your Majesty the Pope."

Ning Fengzhi, the shit stirring stick at the side, started stirring shit again.

Bibidong pretended to think for a moment and said: "Tang Hao, I have no control over the mess of your Tang family. If you want to seek death, the tomb of the Hall of Atonement will have an extra tombstone of Haotian Douluo!"

Although Tang Hao was angry about this, the point of the matter now is not this. His eyes turned to Tang Han again, and he said bitterly: "Son, Dad is sorry for you. You can hate me as much as you want. I beg you, I Please don't cut your butcher knife at your fellow clansmen, I beg you!"

Looking at this picture, everyone was extremely puzzled. The two were obviously father and son. What was the reason for their relationship to come to this point, and Tang Hao, a well-known tough guy on the mainland, made such a plea.

But in the face of Tang Hao's earnest pleading, the corners of Tang Han's mouth curled up, and he laughed, "Hahaha, please, please let him go, hahaha!"

"It made me laugh so hard. At the beginning of the match, Tang Hu used the Haotian Jiujue Bengzi Jue to aim at my chest with all his strength and wanted to destroy me in one fell swoop. Where were you when he insulted me as a bastard countless times? I Shouldn't you be the most clear about who my mother was born?"

Asked three times, the eyes of the audience became slightly complicated. Among the people present, who did not know who Tang Han's mother was, the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, a soul beast, and a grass, so Tang Han is neither fish nor fowl. The bastards did speak for themselves.

(End of this chapter)