Douluo's Angel and Knight

Chapter 146 Trapped Beast

"If you want to say why, it's probably because I hate you father and son.

"Especially your son."

The black-haired girl on Ice Scorpion's back seemed to have finally made up her mind after the blue-haired girl took her hand. She tilted her head and answered Tang Hao.

"Why?" Tang Hao asked sadly again, there is no such thing as hate without reason, you must have a reason.

Angela looked at the shadow on the ground that had frightened her for twelve years. At this time, he was no longer as scary as in her dream. On the contrary, he was extremely miserable.

His whole body was covered in dust, and his tattered clothes were still stained with blood, which made Tang Hao's desperate and lifeless expression even more miserable.

It turns out that this is what my nightmare is all about.

Angela only met Tang Hao once, the day the martial soul awakened.

At that time, she thought this man was terrifying, powerful, and ruthless.

Now it seems lonely and miserable.

"If I have to say why, it's just that Grandpa Jack even ate half full when he was a kid, yet he sent food to your house.

"It doesn't matter that you, the mighty Haotian Douluo, look down on common people. Anyway, you won't starve to death even if you don't get a title.

"What the hell is that son of yours? He eats and drinks from my family, and yet he shows off his sima face all day long to whom can he look?"

He said the most extreme bad mouth in the cutest tone. This is the most real reason. The original plot is just a reference. What really makes Angela think Tang San is unreliable is reality.

Tang Hao's expression was stunned. He wanted to break the rules, but he couldn't think of this reason.

Just because of a little food?

The money the soul master spends casually is several times the value of this food, okay?!

As if guessing Tang Hao's doubts, Angela tilted her head again.

"This is what I hate most about you father and son. You can never see others in your eyes. It's better for you. At least you are willing to look at people who are similar to you.

"As for your son, I really don't know why a guy who keeps saying that he is a useless martial soul can have his eyes in the sky all day long.

"But he's really good at it. He can't reach the sky, and he doesn't want to step on the ground. How can I look down on this kind of trash?"

After saying that, Angela looked at Tang Hao with a cold look in her eyes. Of course she knew that she could survive to this day because of Tang Hao's soft heart.

How could she not be aware of this when she could immediately demonstrate her worth after realizing that she might not be worth enough?

But again, who caused her living environment for the past twelve years? She does not have Stockholm Syndrome.

There is no need to thank Tang Hao for anything.

"Have you finished asking? Can we continue fighting?" Yang Wudi stood in the air, panting and pale. Yes, this is Yang Wudi's current state.

A ninety-one-level title suppresses a ninety-five-level title to this level, and the gap in martial arts is not big. Even if Yang Wudi is a paladin, the price will be very high.

What's more, in this battle, he almost used the traditional soul master method to fight Tang Hao. If he used the Holy Knight's exclusive skills such as soul armor, he could indeed easily defeat Tang Hao, but this was not necessary.

It can be said that Yang Wudi is hypocritical, or it can be said that it is his obsession. He just wants to know who is stronger, the Soul-Breaking Spear or the Clear Sky Hammer!

Therefore, Yang Wudi's eyes were still bright and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.

Tang Hao looked at Angela with complicated eyes for a while, and then he closed his eyes.

He suddenly opened his eyes again, and his eyes were already looking at Yang Wudi, with the same fighting spirit in his eyes!

There is no way to escape the inevitable situation. Is there anything else to be afraid of?

With no escape route and no hope, the mourning soldiers are often able to unleash combat power far beyond imagination!

The next moment, Yang Wudi's aura changed again, his face gradually became rosy, and his breath gradually calmed down.

——Xu Rulin.

A self-created soul skill that usually accumulates a small amount of soul power and is used in critical moments. To be honest, this trick is of little use to the Paladins and is too useless. The Paladins do not lack soul power, and their signature skills are light.

The gun says it all.

But this trick is very useful for traditional soul masters.

Tang Hao also took the opportunity to recover from his injuries, but it was too slow compared to Yang Wudi's recovery.

The two people who replied in the gap were watching each other warily with their eyes, until at a certain moment, they both disappeared from the place at the same time!

Once again, two people appeared in the air, and one of them was still like bloody thunder, grabbing the gun with both hands and stabbing downwards!

One person holds a heavy hammer in both hands, turns slightly sideways, and strikes from the bottom up!

"Qiang!"

The loud noise of the collision of weapons spread throughout the countryside!

Immediately afterwards, the two collided again!

Compared with the tentative attacks and unintentional battles in the city just now, this time it was like a real fight under a title!

They only have eyes for each other now!

Forehead, cheeks, neck, heart, sternum, upper abdomen, midsection, navel, thighs, knees, temples, eyes, jaw!

Each of their blows is directed towards the opponent's fatal or seriously injured area!

Block whatever you can!

If you can't stop it, don't stop it!

Like a wild beast, blood splatters! There is no trace of the so-called elegance of being banned!

Extremely tragic! Extremely bloody!

There was no sign of skill names from both sides, just like the names of dishes, only the sound of weapons clashing could be heard.

The soul skills and effects of both sides could not be clearly seen. They could only see their soul rings flashing continuously. It was not clear which soul skill they used, and only vague movements could be seen.

"I can't see clearly. Is this the real title battle?"

Angela sighed with emotion. She had never seen a title fight, such a fast-paced attack and defense. How can I put it, this seems to be the imaginary title fight, not the original description of you using a soul skill, and I will play another

Soul skill performance-style battle.

"No, it's rare for a title battle to end like this." As if he understood what Angela was wondering about, Tianyao squeezed Angela's hand, sighed, and then explained.

"How do you say that?" Angela turned her head and looked at Tianyao in confusion.

"First of all, there are generally very few fights between banned accounts. In the past twelve years since you were born, there have only been five fights between banned accounts. Today's one is the only one in a row.

"The first is the battle between the incoming pope of the Wuhun Palace and Tang Hao; the second is the battle between the five ministers and Tang Hao, the new leader of the Haotian Sect, when the Wuhun Palace's soldiers came to Haotian Sect; and the third battle is the battle between the emperor and grandpa of the Haotian Sect when the Haotian Sect was destroyed.

They took action to defeat the Haotian Sect; the fourth battle was the battle between my grandfather Tian Crocodile and the old man in Camelot two years ago, and today's battle.

"As the backbone of a force, a ban account rarely conflicts with another ban account. If they are injured or defeated, it is an unbearable loss for their own force.

“Secondly, among the titles currently existing in the mainland, including Camelot, there is not much difference in level combat power and relatively few camps.

"Needless to say between Camelot and Wuhundian, as a family, they are just acting when they fight.

"The titles of the remaining two sects, including those of those who live in seclusion, none exceed ninety-eight.

"And we are not stupid. We will not specifically ban accounts of similar levels. We will definitely crush them by level. It is rare for a person to be banned from the first level to the next level."

After a pause, Tianyao's words contained a hint of blood.

"On the contrary, the fighting between low-level soul masters is like this. They see blood and just try to kill each other by all means.

"Use your last breath to bite off a piece of the opponent's flesh. This is the fight between low-level soul masters.

"Like the destiny path you told me, I don't know if it's the so-called blindness, or what should I say?

"A group of soul masters who can only play exhibition matches have become the pinnacle of the mainland? Stop being ridiculous.

"With soul skills and movements that can be seen clearly by ordinary people on the stage, soul master has never been such a superficial profession."

(End of chapter)