In a dark alley in Tiandou City.
The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows on the bluestone slabs.
Tang Hao, wearing a tattered cloak stained with dark red blood, wandered through the alley like a ghost.
He was clutching a heavy money bag in his hand.
That was what he had taken from a lone Spirit Hall Soul King after he had just dealt with him.
Tang Hao felt no psychological burden whatsoever when it came to killing the Spirit Hall members.
Those were enemies; killing them is killing them, and stealing them is stealing them.
Tang Hao sighed.
I never imagined that I, the mighty Haotian Douluo, would go out of my way to rob money and even go back to find that prostitute.
But his body, his subconscious, was driving him wildly.
Because that woman... looks like Gintoki.
They really look alike.
Even if it's just a stand-in, even if it's just a dirty fake.
But now that Ah Yin has shown murderous intent towards him and completely broken ties with him, this fake has become his only solace.
Following his memory, Tang Hao quickly arrived at the store from yesterday.
The blue-haired woman is still there.
She was wearing an inexpensive blue dress and was leaning against the door frame, looking blankly at the passersby.
Tang Hao stopped in his tracks. He hid behind a pile of garbage not far away, greedily watching the figure.
"Ah Yin…"
He silently shouted in his heart.
Suddenly, Tang Hao's gaze shifted and landed on the garbage heap not far away.
Why do I always feel like someone is watching me?
Just then, the woman also noticed something and turned around.
She was startled when she saw that disheveled yet imposing figure.
"It's you?!"
The woman gasped in surprise and instinctively tried to call for help.
Yesterday, this person knocked her unconscious and ran away. She thought this jinx was coming to cause trouble again.
Before she could even utter a sound, a heavy money bag flew in an arc and landed precisely in her arms.
The woman paused for a moment, then opened her purse and looked inside.
hiss!
They're all gleaming gold soul coins!
There are over a hundred of them!
The woman's eyes widened instantly; her previous fear vanished in an instant, replaced by overwhelming surprise and allure.
She was worldly-wise and immediately understood.
This isn't some poor beggar; this is clearly a wealthy patron with unusual fetishes!
And yesterday this person kept calling her "A-Yin".
She was very astute and immediately guessed Tang Hao's situation with great accuracy.
Either his wife died, or his wife ran off with someone else.
In short, I seem to resemble his wife.
"Ouch, bro~"
The woman immediately changed her expression to one of gentleness and walked over, grabbing Tang Hao's arm and pressing herself against him. "Brother, why are you so late? We've been waiting for you for so long!"
Tang Hao's body stiffened for a moment.
He instinctively wanted to push him away.
"Wait, I'm only here to clear up our misunderstanding, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, the woman had already snuggled into his arms.
"I know~" the woman said sweetly, tracing circles on his chest with her finger. "It's all a misunderstanding~ Last night, I was being unreasonable and didn't serve you well. Tonight... I'll definitely make it up to you~"
That "brother" he called out.
In Tang Hao's eyes, she gradually overlapped with the gentle Ah Yin from his memory.
Ah Yin nestled in his arms, whispering softly.
Tang Hao's gaze softened instantly.
That loneliness, that pain, that feeling of being abandoned.
At that moment, it seemed as if everyone had received a brief moment of comfort.
As if possessed, he let the woman take his arm and walked into the shop door that emitted an ambiguous red glow.
...
Behind a pile of garbage not far away.
Four heads popped out neatly, like groundhogs.
Dai Mubai, Tang San, Ma Hongjun, Oscar.
Four people, eight eyes, stared intently at the closed shop door.
The air was deathly silent.
Dai Mubai swallowed hard and secretly glanced at Tang San beside him.
Tang San was staring intently in that direction, his Purple Demon Eyes activated to their maximum, his eyes bloodshot, and his face terrifyingly gloomy, like the sky before a storm.
"this..."
Ma Hongjun shrank back and muttered under his breath, "That's... Third Brother's father? That Haotian Douluo?"
"It looks... kind of... good..."
Oscar quickly nudged him, signaling him to shut up.
Tang San remained silent.
His fists were clenched so tightly they cracked, and his nails dug deep into his flesh.
anger?
shame?
disappointment?
No, it's more of a madness of betrayal!
That was his father! The hero in his heart! The man who would fight against the Spirit Hall for his mother!
But what about now?
He actually hugged and cuddled with a lowly prostitute in such a filthy place!
And that woman... that blue-haired woman...
Tang San met Ah Yin twice.
That woman is clearly imitating his mother!
"Damn it..."
Tang San squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth.
"That woman... relied on her resemblance to my mother to seduce my father!"
"Utterly shameless! You're courting death!"
In Tang San's heart, his father was absolutely right.
Father just misses Mother too much; he's been bewitched by that vile woman!
Immediately afterwards, the image of another person appeared in his mind.
Oriental Mirror!
If Dongfang Jing hadn't taken Mother away! If Dongfang Jing hadn't taken Mother away, Father wouldn't have been able to see her again!
How could my father have fallen to such a state?!
Why would we need to find such inferior substitutes?!
"Eastern Mirror..."
The killing intent in Tang San's eyes surged to its peak in an instant.
"It's all your fault! You took my mother away and caused my father to fall into such a depravity!"
"You deserve a terrible death! You're practically asking for it!!!"
At this moment, the hatred in Tang San's heart was like an erupting volcano, burning away all his reason.
He swore.
One day, he will kill Dongfang Jing!
He will take his mother back! He will make his father become the proud Haotian Douluo again!
...
Heavenly Dou Royal Academy
Since returning from Heaven Dou City that day, Tang San has been like a completely different person.
He became more silent, more melancholic, and more diligent.
Aside from eating and sleeping, he spent almost all his time in the simulation training ground, frantically squeezing out every bit of his potential.
Their desperate stance made Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others feel their hearts pound.
"The mistress seems to have been traumatized..."
Ma Hongjun looked at the figure in the distance enduring the impact of the waterfall and said softly.
"How could anyone not be shocked?" Dai Mubai sighed. "Seeing your own father like that... who in their right mind could bear it?"
"But this is good too, turning grief into strength," Oscar said. "As long as the mistress can become stronger, nothing else matters."
Just then, Yu Xiaogang walked over with his hands behind his back.
He looked at Tang San, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
Although he didn't know what had triggered Tang San's training, this drive for cultivation was exactly what he wanted.
"Alright, everyone gather around!"
Yu Xiaogang clapped his hands, summoning the Shrek Four Monsters: Yu Tianheng, the Graphite and Stone Mill brothers, Oslo Yufeng, Huang Yuanjingling, and Tailong, who had survived by chance but had become absent-minded.
"In two months, the Continental Elite Advanced Soul Master Tournament will begin."
Yu Xiaogang said with a serious expression, "This competition is your best chance to make a name for yourself! It's also the best stage to prove your strength!"
"Since we haven't found a suitable support Soul Master, to ensure everything goes smoothly, I will subject you to targeted, hellish special training for the next two months! I will mold you into a spear that charges forward without hesitation!"
"Remember, from now on, your only way of fighting is to attack! Advance as a form of retreat, and attack as a form of defense!"
Yu Xiaogang looked specifically at Tang San and said in a deep voice, "In this special training, I will focus on developing your tactical skills and teamwork."
"And also, that Purple Star Academy..."
Mentioning Purple Star Academy caused everyone's expression to change.
Especially Tailong and Tang San, the former looked fearful and the latter looked disgusted!
"As far as I know, Purple Star Academy will also participate in this competition." A shadow crossed Yu Xiaogang's eyes. "Their strength may even surpass that of the Spirit Hall! They will undoubtedly be the strongest opponents you will ever face."
"Dongfang Yao, Dugu Yan, Ning Rongrong, and Ye Lingling are all formidable fighters."
"Besides them, there are..."
"Eastern Mirror!" Tang San said these three words with a gloomy expression and a vicious tone.
Yu Xiaogang nodded, but unlike Tang San, he did not have a solemn expression. Instead, he spoke calmly and confidently.
"I have prepared a special plan for you. Even if he is a Soul Emperor, he is definitely no match for you!"
"You know, this is a team competition! It's not a solo show for him!"
After speaking, Yu Xiaogang's gaze swept over the crowd.
Then he waved his hand sharply: "We only have one goal, and that is to defeat Purple Star Academy and win the championship!"
"yes!"
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