Chapter 103 My Son Tang San Has the Makings of a God, Protecting the Palace-Dressed Beauty! Gu Yuena's Sorrowful Tale_1

Tang San was cultivating arduously under the waterfall, looking sharp and prominent.

On the shore, wrapped in a disheveled cloak stood Tang Hao, tall and burly like an iron tower, nodding in satisfaction, his expression excited.

His large hand hidden beneath the cloak was already trembling with excitement, his words filled with boundless expectation.

"I, Tang Hao, was recognized as a peerless genius in my time, yet Xiaosan's hammer technique is developing more than five times faster than mine, possessing Twin Martial Souls that are rarely seen in the world."

"Such insight, such potential, is clearly the makings of a god!"

Tang Hao looked at his son, who had such astonishing talent, and felt a surge of pride.

"Who in the world could be his opponent if Xiaosan grows up under my guidance?" he asked rhetorically.

"Can Qian Daoliu block him? Can Bi Bidong block him?"

"As for that wild boy, what does a temporary lead matter? He is but a passing cloud. He won't pose the slightest obstacle to my son; the Hao Tian Clan will surely reach the pinnacle of Douluo under Xiaosan's leadership."

Tang Hao clenched his fists, a solemn killing intent flashing through his brows.

"I should also strive to recover from my injuries. Those two ignorant women, wouldn't giving Soul Rings to my son be like giving wings to a tiger?"

"Just wait. On the day my son and I emerge from the mountains, the entire continent will begin to tremble. Who then can do anything to us, father and son?"

In Tang Hao's hand, a black and red light flashed, revealing the Hao Tian Hammer with its powerful aura and intersecting blood patterns.

The Nine Soul Rings flickered brilliantly, overwhelmingly powerful.

Meanwhile, deep in the Aquipeia Forest.

A breathtakingly beautiful girl with silver hair, purple eyes, and skin whiter than snow gazed longingly in the direction of the Tiandou Empire, her voice filled with reproach.

"Stupid man, why won't you come back? I have prepared the chance for you..."

...

"A Qiu!"

Luo Yu sneezed, scratching his nose with his index finger and looking rather speechless.

"Is it Little Nana or Dong'er thinking of me, or..."

"Is there some fool cursing me behind my back?"

It seemed like he had nothing to do on the stage anymore.

The Soul Emperor teacher from the Imperial Fighting Academy was behaving himself in front of Zhao Wuji and Flander, very humble, entirely lacking the aggressive posture he had adopted earlier.

Soul Emperor Qin Ming had already learned the ins and outs of the situation from Zhao Wuji.

Qin Ming sighed, "Teacher Zhao, it's like a flood hitting the Dragon King temple, I wouldn't have entered closed-door cultivation if I'd known."

Zhao Wuji said, "How do you want to handle this matter?"

"This matter at the beginning was indeed the fault of your two students, but the kidnapping was our mistake."

Qin Ming's attitude was sincere as he pointed to several mangled figures.

"Even if it was a mistake, our people from Huangdou don't deserve death. To beat them to such a state is a bit too much..."

Zhao Wuji and Flander also twitched, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Yu Tianheng was still pinned to the ground by a soul skill formed longsword, and the other four were in a battered and bleeding state, barely breathing.

At this moment, they understood Luo Yu's character even more clearly.

He seemed to have a good temper and was approachable.

But if you really angered him, he was truly decisive in killing, no matter who you are, lifting his hand and directly going for your life.

Indeed, this little ancestor can't be provoked.

However, Zhao Wuji was well aware that Luo Yu was standing up for them. He was too grateful to bear any grudges against Luo Yu and shouted at Qin Ming:

"Your lad didn't see the contempt these guys had for Shrek earlier."

"I only ask you one thing, what do you think would be the outcome for Shrek's students today if they had lost?"

Qin Ming fell silent, as a teacher, he knew all too well how arrogant and impetuous the members of the Imperial Fighting Team were.

Especially since they all came from noble families, looking down on a commoner academy with a sense of superiority.

If Shrek had lost today, they would probably not only have been beaten but also faced ridicule.

Qin Ming looked up, worriedly saying:

"Teacher Zhao, I was once part of Shrek, so I'll tell you the truth. I can put an end to today's matter, but I'm afraid others will come looking for trouble with you afterward."

"What trouble?" Flander asked.

Qin Ming sighed, "Teacher, you'd better move out of here now. Besides me, there's a Titled Douluo who secretly followed us to Soto City, just temporarily not present."

"That person holds grudges and will never let this go. It will become troublesome when he acts."

Zhao Wuji and Flander shuddered and said in a heavy voice, "Is it really that troublesome?"

Qin Ming nodded emphatically, "You should leave quickly. He's not an ordinary Titled Douluo, employing unpredictable methods. If he wants to kill someone, even other masters of the same level wouldn't be able to stop him."

"Even Titled Douluos can't stop him?" Flander was startled.

"Yes!" Qin Ming said with a troubled look.

Flander hesitated, "If we leave, won't you be held responsible?"

Qin Ming forced a smile, "At the very least, I'll be blamed for negligence. Let's not talk about this, you need to leave now; any later will be too late."

Zhao Wuji bared his teeth and patted Qin Ming on the shoulder.

"You little brat, at least you have a conscience. I didn't teach you in vain back in the day."

"But one should be responsible for one's actions, and even a Titled Douluo should talk reason, right? I, Zhao Wuji, won't leave."

Qin Ming's eyes flickered, urging, "Teacher Zhao, don't worry about me; just go, please. In this era where the strong are revered, when have masters ever been reasonable with you?"

Zhao Wuji turned around and bowed deeply to Luo Yu.

"Master Luo, you've helped Shrek regain its dignity this time, and I cannot thank you enough."

"But you should leave first, don't get dragged into our troubles. I'm worried that the Titled Douluo Qin Ming mentioned will be against you, and even someone of the same level might not be able to protect you."

"I'd like to see who dares to touch him!"

Ning Rongrong in Luo Yu's arms became fierce like a little tiger.

She knit her brows tightly and looked up earnestly at Luo Yu, "Don't be afraid. I'll send a message for my father to come with reinforcements. Whoever dares to touch you, I'll have Sword Grandpa behead them."

Such a bold assertion made Qin Ming's spirit shake, "Who are you?"

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, the aloof posture of a little princess fully displayed, as a seven-layered, colorful pagoda appeared in her hand, shimmering with light.

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda?" Qin Ming exclaimed, "What relation are you to Sect Master Ning?"

Ning Rongrong turned away, her cheek resting on Luo Yu's shoulder, and hummed, "What do you think?"

The audience, who had been closely watching the unfolding events, became dizzy with astonishment.

The girl in the man's embrace couldn't be the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect, could she?

He chopped down the junior clan leader of the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan and now held the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect—just who exactly is this powerhouse, audacious to such a degree?

So of the upper three families, it's just the geniuses of the Hao Tian Clan he hasn't beaten yet?

The audience was utterly shocked, starting to speculate about Luo Yu's identity.

"Shua shua shua!"

A Wu, mother and daughter, along with the Zhu Zhuqing sisters, also stepped up, standing beside Luo Yu.

A Wu glared at Qin Ming, "If anyone wants to harm him, they're welcome to try."

Qin Ming broke into a cold sweat, as he faintly sensed a terrifying aura from the beautiful woman in palace attire before him, akin to confronting a Titled Douluo.

This youngster who knocked over the Imperial Fighting Academy, what exactly is his background, and does he also have a Titled Douluo backing him?

"Hey, Teacher Qin, right? If you don't attend to your students soon, don't blame me if they die." Luo Yu offered a friendly reminder; he wasn't really bloodthirsty.

"Yes, yes, yes!!" Qin Ming snapped back to reality, looking at the quietly composed cold young girl.

"Ye Lingling, quickly use your soul skill to heal them."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ye Lingling slowly shook her head.

"I won't."

Qin Ming: "???"

"Heal them, quick!" Qin Ming became anxious.

"I don't want to!"

Ye Lingling refused again, her eyes like flowing water, turning towards Luo Yu.

Luo Yu was instantly baffled—since when were we so familiar, why is this woman looking at me...