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Chapter 260 Golden Crocodile Douluo VS Tang Chen
Bibi Dong once used the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor's innate ability to devour Qianxunji's soul. At this time, the murderous intent and evil spirit were entangled together, making her want to devour again.

Tang Hao was very sensitive to killing intent, and finally confirmed that Bibi Dong was not afraid of his grandfather's revenge. He secretly called her a madman and said hurriedly: "I give up!"

"Damn it, you gave up again. I lost all my money. Isn't it said that Haotian Douluo is as good as the Pope? How come you can't even withstand a single move?"

Someone opened a handicap on the viewing platform, using points and gold coins. It has to be said that there are always people who can seize business opportunities.

But soul masters are not stupid, and few of them gamble based on points.

"How can the Haotian Sect still be called the world's number one sect? It might as well just be called the sect that admits defeat."

The gamblers were so angry after losing so much money that they dared to say anything. Moreover, with the blue stone tablet suppressing them, the audience seats were extremely safe.

For a time, the Haotian Sect seemed to be the target of public criticism and was being pointed at by all the soul masters.

Tang Chen snorted coldly, but he was not angry at those soul masters who did not know right from wrong. Instead, he was angry that Tang Chen was easily swayed by his emotions and was failing him.

"It seems that Hao'er is not suitable for the inheritance of Shura God. On the contrary, Xiao San's killing intention is purer, and he is dedicated to doing good, which is very consistent with Shura's intention. It seems that I have to live longer."

Tang Chen silently pondered over Tang San's training plan. Actually, there was no need to think too much about it. Once Tang San had attached the spirit ring to his second martial soul, even if he couldn't become a level ninety-ninth peerless douluo, he would not be far off. By then, the competition would have just finished, and he could hand over the artifact for the eighth test to Tang San.

"After the game, let Xiao San go to the Slaughter City. I still have the authority of the Slaughter City. I should be able to help him pass the 100-game winning streak as soon as possible and understand the meaning of Shura."

Tang Chen was thinking in his heart. He didn't even pay attention to Tang Hao who had stepped down. Tang Hao didn't dare to say anything. Who made him lose? He lost to his enemy, the Spirit Hall, and lost so miserably.

Tang San saw the dejected look in his father Tang Hao's eyes, as well as the look he gave his great-grandfather. He felt somewhat dissatisfied. His father had only lost accidentally, but his great-grandfather's attitude of ignoring him was chilling. He had already...

Never mind, he is his great-grandfather after all, and a peerless Douluo.

Tang San calmed himself down, went to the side to comfort Tang Hao, and used the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone soul skill to heal Tang Hao. The vitality in the soul bone needed to draw on the vitality of the Blue Silver Grass to heal others. However, even the island grew Blue Silver Grass, so Tang San was not worried about consumption.

Having encountered such a ruthless emperor, I wonder if the Blue Silver King will regret awakening the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline for Tang San after knowing it.

The game continues.

Several elders of the Haotian Sect were gradually drawn to go on stage, with some winning and some losing.

Coincidentally, most of the opponents they encountered were Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall, and they often needed to use the secret ring-blasting technique to have the strength to fight.

There's no way, who can blame the Spirit Hall for having so many Titled Douluo? There are more Titled Douluo than those in Poseidon Island and the three upper sects combined, so it's highly likely that you'll run into them.

The seriously injured elder was carried back. He defeated Lingyuan Douluo of the Spirit Hall. The opponent was seriously injured, but his injuries were not light at all. Even the hidden injuries in his body showed signs of recurrence.

After all, Tang San needs to practice, so it is impossible for him to treat the hidden injuries of every elder.

After all, they are not his relatives, and they and their father were called here by their grandfather, so they have little to do with these elders who are secretly hostile to him.

But now the elder seemed to be about to die, and Tang San could no longer refuse, so he could only step forward to heal his wounds.

After several battles, the atmosphere in the fighting arena became even more tense, especially between the Spirit Hall and the major forces. The atmosphere was full of gunpowder, and it was only one step away from igniting a spark to set off the entire arena. In order to win points, even if the Titled Douluo had no grudges, they would go all out and fight their opponents with the same will as if they were the enemy who killed their husbands, not to mention the Spirit Hall and the Haotian Sect, who already had a grudge.

The elder of Haotian Sect was seriously injured but his injuries turned into minor ones, and Tang San left exhausted.

The elder gave Tang San a complicated look, closed his eyes and started practicing, first using points to repair his injuries, and then using points to strengthen the age of his spirit ring, which was more cost-effective than directly improving his cultivation.

Tang Chen sighed. He knew all the problems within the Haotian Sect clearly, but he couldn't think of a way to solve them.

He single-handedly made the Haotian Sect the number one sect in the world, which led to his disciples becoming arrogant and looking down on any martial spirits and soul masters except the Haotian Hammer. He was obsessed with cultivation and later on pursued the realm of divinity, so he neglected the management of the sect. Unexpectedly, his disciples became more and more stubborn.

The situation is so bad that it is difficult to reverse. Tang Chen can only hope that after he becomes a god, he can slowly change the situation of Haotian Sect.

A beam of light fell, and the conflicted Tang Chen was chosen. His mood quickly returned to normal, and he looked at his opponent.

His brows twitched slightly as he recognized him as the Spirit Hall's Golden Crocodile Douluo, an old fellow of the same generation as him.

This aura... has it broken through level ninety-nine? It’s not too late.

Not late means not early either. The Golden Crocodile King's spirit is a top beast spirit and is even stronger than the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex's spirit in the later stages. However, the Golden Crocodile has not yet broken through level ninety-nine, which means that his talent is still weaker than Tang Chen, Qian Daoliu and the others.

"Golden Crocodile, long time no see. Congratulations on taking the last step."

Tang Chen was like an old grandfather on the street, with a calm demeanor, and he was even chatting about family matters as soon as he came on stage.

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not dare to be arrogant, and raised his hand respectfully and said: "Haotian Douluo, you are too kind. It is also thanks to the opportunities that have appeared on the continent in recent years that I have been able to take this step by chance."

Tang Chen was the Haotian Douluo of the Golden Crocodile Douluo's era, so it was not wrong to call him that.

Tang Chen nodded, his eyes gradually becoming stern: "But when Spirit Hall attacked the Haotian Sect, did they ever consider my existence?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo said calmly, "Big brother has always abided by the agreement and never targeted the Clear Sky Sect. Even when his only son died at the hands of Tang Hao, Big brother did not take action. After that, it was Bibi Dong and some elders who did it. Clear Sky Douluo should know this very well."

As for the fact that Qianxunji died at the hands of Bibi Dong, there was no need to tell Tang Chen, an outsider.

Tang Chen's eyes softened. Yes, Qian Daoliu was such a person. Apart from the issues concerning the Qian family, his noble character when he was young made people feel inferior. He was as pure as an angel.

If it weren't for his lack of experience, which resulted in a somewhat weak temperament, Poseidon wouldn't have liked him.

When he had been gambling with Qian Daoliu, he actually took advantage of Qian Daoliu's arrogant character.

Qian Daoliu has always abided by the agreement and has not taken action against the Haotian Sect, so Tang Chen has been hesitating recently. After all, none of his children and grandchildren are dead, but Qian Daoliu's son died. Wouldn't it be a bad idea to destroy the Spirit Hall?
Tang Chen asked himself in his heart but couldn't find the answer.

Even if he is willing to shake hands and make peace, Tang Hao and Tang San will not be able to live in peace with the Spirit Hall. He will still have to take action at that time, and it will be unclear who is right and who is wrong.

(End of this chapter)