Chapter 289: Who Severely Injured Tang San? Tai Long: Grandpa, It Was You!
Tang San's clothes had been torn to shreds by the crisscrossing soul power.
Torn pieces of fabric hung from his body, unable to cover the scratches and bruises spread all over him.
Dust mixed with dried and fresh bloodstains covered his cheeks and limbs.
Both knees smashed heavily against the cold, hard bluestone ground.
The collision between bone and stone produced a dull sound.
The mountain-like pressure firmly pressed down on his back, making him unable to even straighten his body.
Even maintaining his kneeling posture exhausted the last bit of strength remaining in his entire body.
His limbs trembled uncontrollably. Every second of support felt like torture to his already overdrawn body.
Dai Mubai and the other Shrek students stood not far away.
They coldly watched Tang San's miserable appearance in the middle of the plaza, and the same thought flashed through their minds almost simultaneously.
It would be even better if this Soul Douluo attacked a little harder!
They wished Tang San would suffer endless pain at this moment and experience every bit of humiliation.
They had no intention of stepping forward to help him at all, only the indifference of watching coldly from the side.
Flender's brows were tightly furrowed.
His feet moved slightly, planning to step forward and negotiate with Tai Tan.
First, saying a few soft words for Tang San and saving him from this certain-death situation was the most important thing right now.
But before his foot could land, a figure beside him had already rushed out first.
It was Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang stopped in front of Tang San.
His thin back was stretched completely straight, forcefully placing himself between Tang San and Tai Tan.
He used his not particularly large body to firmly protect the person behind him.
His face was pale from extreme nervousness, and his fingertips trembled slightly, but he still forced himself to maintain his aura.
"Let Xiao San go."
Four words fell from his mouth, firm and powerful.
The plaza, which still had some scattered discussions before, completely lost all sound.
Everyone present froze in place, their faces filled with astonishment.
Yu Xiaogang?
A rank 29 Soul Grandmaster?
Someone who had not even broken through to the Soul Elder realm?
He actually dared to speak to a Soul Douluo with unfathomable soul power in such a tone.
Everyone felt like they had heard wrong. They looked at each other, their faces full of disbelief.
"Hmm?"
Tai Tan let out a cold snort.
His heavy gaze landed on Yu Xiaogang and swept over him from top to bottom.
His soul power was so weak that it was not worth mentioning. He had not even managed to break through to the Soul Elder realm.
Such a person, who was no different from an ant in his eyes, actually dared to speak to him with this kind of tone.
Tai Tan had already been suppressing the anger in his heart, and now a few more traces of unconcealable irritation appeared.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed Yu Xiaogang's hand reaching into his clothes, as if he were about to take something out.
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth. "I have Spirit Hall's…"
He was just about to take out the token Tang Hao had given him.
But Tai Tan had no interest at all in investigating what he wanted to take out.
Before an absolute difference in strength, any external object could not create even the slightest ripple.
"Seeking death!"
He casually slapped out with his palm.
He did not use any soul skill, and he did not even mobilize much soul power.
It was just an ordinary palm strike, carrying a sharp and piercing gust of force that landed directly on Yu Xiaogang's chest.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound exploded across the plaza.
Yu Xiaogang's body had no strength to resist and was sent flying straight backward.
He drew a short arc through the air before his back smashed heavily into the stone pillar at the edge of the plaza.
Dense cracks appeared on the surface of the solid granite pillar, spreading outward like a spiderweb.
Yu Xiaogang slowly slid down along the pillar and collapsed onto the ground.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood uncontrollably sprayed out, dyeing the ground before him red.
Immediately after, his head tilted to the side, and he completely lost consciousness.
His aura rapidly weakened, becoming so faint that it seemed like it could disappear completely at any moment.
"Xiaogang!"
Flender's eyes nearly split apart as a hoarse roar burst from his throat.
He and Yu Xiaogang had known each other for decades. They had a friendship forged through life and death, and he had long regarded the other party as his own brother.
Now, seeing Yu Xiaogang sent flying by a single palm strike, his life and death uncertain, Flender's eyes turned completely red.
Overwhelming rage rushed straight to his head, almost burning away all his rationality.
The owl wings are fully spread behind him. Seven soul rings lit up one after another, releasing dazzling light around his body.
His soul power surged wildly, and he was about to charge toward Tai Tan.
Zhao Wuji grabbed him, exerting strength through his arm and firmly holding his shoulder.
"Flender! Don't be impulsive!"
"We aren't his opponents! Going up is just throwing your life away!"
Zhao Wuji's voice carried unconcealable urgency as he firmly pulled Flender's arm.
He refused to let him take even half a step forward.
In his eyes, risking their lives for the master-disciple pair Tang San and Yu Xiaogang was simply not worth it.
The gap in strength was right in front of them. Recklessly stepping forward would only result in ending up like Yu Xiaogang.
"Xiaogang…"
Flender's body trembled violently.
His gaze remained locked on the unconscious Yu Xiaogang lying on the ground. Anxiety and anger surged in his eyes, yet he was completely powerless.
He was only a Soul Saint.
Facing Tai Tan, a Soul Douluo whose strength far surpassed his own, he did not have even the slightest chance of winning.
If he rushed forward now, the final result would only be the same as Yu Xiaogang's.
He nearly clenched his teeth, but he could only stand in place, allowing anger and helplessness to repeatedly tear through his chest.
Tang San, kneeling on the ground, saw Yu Xiaogang being sent flying and losing consciousness. His strained rationality completely snapped.
Yu Xiaogang was his teacher.
His already overwhelming anger seemed to have found an outlet, and fury swept through all his thoughts.
Endless killing intent surged in his eyes, and the soul power around his body began to stir uncontrollably.
"Tai Tan! You already have a way to death!"
This sentence roared wildly in his heart as the soul power within his body circulated madly without regard for the consequences.
His meridians were washed by the violent soul power, causing waves of piercing pain, but he seemed completely unaware.
All his senses were filled with that world-destroying rage.
In his palm, black light surged.
A small pitch-black hammer appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Complicated and ancient patterns were carved on the hammer's body, and a heavy, unique pressure spread toward the surroundings.
Clear Sky Hammer!
The direct inheritance martial soul of the number one sect in the world, the Clear Sky Sect!
"Hmm?"
The moment that small black hammer entered Tai Tan's eyes, his body suddenly stiffened.
The anger on his face instantly vanished.
Replacing it was an indescribable shock, and even the muscles on his face became slightly stiff beyond his control.
His gaze locked firmly onto that Clear Sky Hammer, and he subconsciously held his breath.
He was afraid that everything before his eyes was only an illusion.
His mind shook violently!
He had seen the Clear Sky Hammer far too many times.
Almost every direct disciple of the Clear Sky Sect could awaken this inherited martial soul.
But he absolutely would not mistake it.
The unique patterns on the hammer, the bloodline pressure belonging exclusively to the direct lineage of the Clear Sky Sect, and that familiar feeling engraved into his bones could not be wrong.
It was the true Clear Sky Hammer inherited by the direct lineage of the Clear Sky Sect!
"It's the Clear Sky Hammer!"
"It really is the Clear Sky Hammer!"
Tai Tan's voice carried uncontrollable excitement as it thunderously echoed throughout the entire plaza.
The sound waves spread along with the soul power, making even the ground tremble slightly.
His figure flashed.
His huge and muscular body erupted with extreme speed, completely inconsistent with his size, rushing in front of Tang San in the blink of an eye.
He stood before Tang San, his eyes almost overflowing with excitement.
"You! Are you called Tang San?!"
"Is your father called Tang Hao?!"
End of Chapter