Douluo: Rebellious son of the Tang family

Chapter 524 Great-grandfather

Tang San, who had always calculated every battle in detail, was now in chaos in his mind. He could bear the physical pain, but the inner frustration and the feeling of being unable to compete made him extremely painful.

This was already the second time he had experienced this feeling in front of another person.

In the past, even when encountering a powerful opponent, he would confidently try his best to deal with the opponent. However, until he met that pervert, that bastard who was obviously his twin, but turned out to be far better than him... In comparison

, all of my advantages seem so worthless. Whether it is hidden weapons or the talents of twin martial arts...

The sudden increase in strength of the Slaughter King in front of him and the current situation made him feel despair.

Regret has no meaning anymore. The only thought in Tang San's mind now is how to escape with his life. He still has a great revenge to be repaid, he has not yet become a god, and has not yet avenged that bastard! Xiao Wu has not been saved yet...

...There are too many things that have not been done. He cannot die now. He must not die!

While Tang San was in confusion, the Slaughter King's voice rang out, "This is the Clear Sky Hammer, are you from the Clear Sky Sect? Boy, whose child are you? What's your father's name?" His

The voice has changed a lot compared to before. It is no longer sharp and evil. It has become old and thick. It does not sound like the voice of a middle-aged man at all, but like that of a majestic elder.

Um?

After all, Tang San was a little clever. Although he received a huge blow, hearing the change in the Slaughter King's voice rekindled hope in his originally despairing heart.

The soul power was released, pushing his body to break free from the surrounding earth and rocks. When he stepped into the deep pit, he was injured due to the force, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

But he still managed to keep from falling, and looked across. He found that the King of Slaughter was indeed different from before. Although his whole body was still emitting blood-colored light, his eyes became particularly clear, and he stared at Tang San with a deep gaze.

, the eyes reveal thoughts and some complex emotions. It feels like waking up from a big dream.

"Why are you asking this? Do you know an elder from my Haotian Sect?" Tang San asked with a puzzled look on his face. He had no intention of escaping, and the strength of the man in front of him was not at all inferior to that of the Great Enshrinement of Poseidon Island.

, and the heavy sword in his hand was a powerful weapon he had never seen before, and there was no way he could escape from him.

A deep sadness flashed in the eyes of the King of Slaughter, "How many years have passed, even I don't know how many years have passed. I didn't expect that at the last moment before death, I could still see the descendants of the Haotian Sect. Hao

How is Tianzong doing now?"

After Tang San saw that he had no intention of taking action, he was calm in his heart, but he said lightly: "A descendant of the Haotian Sect? With this tone, who are you?"

"Who am I? Who am I? Hahahahaha..." The King of Slaughter suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but amidst the laughter, his expression was extremely painful, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Did I win? Or lost? Everything has no meaning to me. Am I wrong? Am I right? It has been like a dream for decades. But I have committed such sins. Shura, what a Shura. I

After all, I still failed to pass your test. This is not a matter of wrong or right, maybe it is time and luck."

The manic energy fluctuations caused everything around to tremble, and the heavy sword in the hand of the Slaughter King continued to spill out pieces of blood.

Tang San just stood there, looking at him quietly. He vaguely understood that the King of Slaughter in front of him was very different from the completely bloody King of Slaughter before. It seemed that he was who he was now.

.But what exactly happened to him was something he could not guess.

After a long time, the Slaughter King's emotions gradually calmed down, the blood and tears stopped flowing, and his eyes became condensed again.

"Seeing that you have such strength at such a young age, I guess you are also someone who is being trained in the Haotian Sect. Whose child are you?" He did not answer Tang San's question.

Tang San hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Father Tang Hao." At the same time, he also had a guess in his mind.

As soon as he heard this name, the Slaughter King suddenly became excited.

"Tang Hao, it turns out that you are Hao'er's son. It has been so many years, and even Hao'er's son has grown up so big. Okay, you are very good, very good... My name is Tang Chen, my child."

As he spoke, black light surged in his hand, and an extremely huge heavy hammer covered in dark golden magic patterns appeared in Tang Chen's hand.

Although the shape of the hammer is already very different from Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, the real Clear Sky Hammer's aura cannot be faked. It is the peerless martial spirit passed down from generation to generation of the Clear Sky Sect, and it is the peerless martial spirit in its most peak form.

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Seeing the real Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San didn't hesitate anymore, fell to his knees and worshiped with a plop, and shouted with choked sobs: "Great-grandfather."

At this time, his emotions became extremely excited. He never imagined that the King of Slaughter in the Slaughter City was actually his great-grandfather, the first Haotian Douluo who was once famous all over the world!

The despair and pain in my heart were gone at this moment, and the doubts in my heart suddenly cleared up.

Yes! My great-grandfather possesses a real artifact, and his cultivation level is far above his own. What shame would it be to lose to his great-grandfather?

At this moment, Tang San was simply ecstatic. He didn't expect that today's experience could be described as a turn of events. He originally thought that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that a big helper would unexpectedly appear.

You know, the Wuhun Palace is now at its peak, and he can't find any chance to fight. He is at the moment when he lacks the most strength. But the appearance of this cheap great-grandfather in front of him is a huge turning point. As long as he has the support of his great-grandfather,

Then there is no problem for him and his father to return to the Haotian Sect. After that, it is necessary to integrate the forces of the Haotian Sect and other remaining forces that were exterminated by Wuhun Palace, and twist all the forces into one rope.

Use this to fight against Wuhun Palace.

Moreover, the great-grandfather in front of him is also a living golden sign, enough to attract people from all over the world who are against the Spirit Hall to vote for him.

Let me ask, who in the world can match the prestige of my great-grandfather? As the leader of the once number one sect in the world, a ninety-ninth level demigod peak Douluo, how powerful is that?

"Get up, get up quickly, good boy, let Great-grandfather take a good look at you." Tang Chen wanted to step forward to help Tang San, but when the bloody light on his body came to Tang San, a thick flash of light flashed in his eyes.

Sadly, I just supported him with my hands, but didn't touch him.

Because Tang San lowered his head, he didn't see the change in the expression in Tang Chen's eyes.

"Great-grandfather, you can make the decision for my father!" Tang San bowed again.

Tang Chen said in surprise: "You get up first, your father? What happened to Hao'er? He is the most promising person to inherit my mantle. Could it be that he is not the leader of the Haotian Sect now? I have been trapped in the killing city for decades.

I don’t know what happened in the outside world. Faintly, I seemed to feel your father’s aura appearing around me. What exactly happened, please tell me in detail.”