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Tang Hao's furious roar was like poking a giant wasp nest.
He had barely finished the sentence when—
Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Figures dropped from the sky one after another, landing like meteors, each impact shaking the forest and blasting dirt into the air.
In just moments—
Tang Hao was completely surrounded.
Ghost Douluo.
Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Ghost Leopard Douluo.
Sword Douluo.
Bone Douluo.
Devil Bear Douluo.
Saint Dragon Douluo.
Even those ancient monsters from the Hall of Worship—
who hadn't budged from their posts in decades—
had all showed up, all except Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile.
Fifteen Titled Douluo.
Plus Ning Fengzhi standing outside the circle, smiling like someone watching a good play and prepared to "support" at any moment.
This lineup…
Forget Tang Hao—
this was enough to erase the entire Clear Sky Sect from the map.
Tang Hao's face drained of all color.
"Spirit Kite Elder, that's not very fair of you~"
Chrysanthemum Douluo sashayed forward, waving his orchid fingers.
"You've been playing with such a delightful toy all by yourself… shouldn't you let us brothers take a turn?"
"Get lost!"
Spirit Kite Douluo roared on the spot.
She spread her arms like a tigress guarding her cub—
blocking Tang Hao behind her.
Her posture said loud and clear:
This is not my enemy.
This is my personal punching bag.
Whoever touches him—dies.
"Spirit Kite sis!" Devil Bear Douluo was the first to protest.
He slapped his massive chest—thump thump—like a drum.
"You've already roasted his arm to medium-rare! It's time for this Old Bear to try how strong the Senior's gift really is!"
He brandished his Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear Right Arm Bone, eyes shining with excitement, almost drooling.
"Exactly! Exactly!"
"You can't hog him alone!"
In an instant, every Titled Douluo's gaze became the same—
Hungry wolves.
Staring at a perfectly marinated, well-seasoned fat sheep.
Not an enemy.
Just a rare, invincible practice dummy sent by heaven.
Ghost Douluo coughed lightly.
"We are all respectable seniors. Let us not harm our harmony over a toy."
He spoke like a peacemaker.
"In my view, to be fair… why don't we just play rock-paper-scissors?"
"Good idea!"
"Seconded!"
"Losers queue up!"
Fifteen people capable of shaking the continent with a single stomp—
actually lined up to play rock-paper-scissors.
Tang Hao: "…"
Rock-paper-scissors.
To decide who gets to beat him.
His breathing stopped.
His lungs cramped.
His soul nearly left his body.
"Don't you dare—LOOK DOWN ON ME TOO MUCH!!"
Tang Hao erupted in rage.
The shout finally made the Titled Douluo group freeze.
Fifteen pairs of eyes looked over.
Not shaken.
Not impressed.
Just annoyed that he interrupted their game.
Tang Hao felt a sliver of dignity return…
PA!
A figure flickered—
A brutal slap landed square on his left cheek.
The mountain fell silent.
Tang Hao stumbled, covering his burning face, mind buzzing.
Ghost Leopard Douluo shook his wrist in disgust.
"We're discussing serious matters."
"Who allowed you to bark?"
Tang Hao's vision turned red.
He, the Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao—
reduced to being slapped like a noisy stray!
"Very good…"
His voice shook with so much hatred it distorted.
The next moment—
Crack! Crack! Crack!
His first eight spirit rings dimmed violently.
Cracks crawled across their surfaces.
Ring Explosion.
Not only did the Titled Douluo not stop him—
their eyes lit up like fireworks.
"OH—OH—HE'S DOING IT!"
"Great Sumeru Hammer! Finally, a live demonstration!"
One after another, they stepped back generously, opening a huge stage.
Their posture was not "facing a deadly enemy."
It was:
"Come! Show us the fireworks!"
Tang Hao nearly spat blood from fury.
Still, he gritted his teeth and soared into the sky.
The Clear Sky Hammer lifted overhead, he forced out—
"Great—Sumeru—!!"
Thunderous.
Earth-shaking.
Everyone braced.
Ultimate attributes flared.
Spirit Bones activated.
Spirit Abilities charged.
They were READY.
…
…
But Tang Hao kept going up.
Higher.
Higher.
Higher.
1 second.
5 seconds.
10 seconds.
He was almost a tiny black speck in the clouds.
But the final word—
"Hammer"—
never came.
The scene froze in awkward silence.
Devil Bear Douluo scratched his head.
"…Did he forget his lines?"
Ghost Douluo snarled:
"Forget your head!
That bastard RAN!"
Everyone: "…"
Then—
"DAMN IT!!"
"I even took off my pants waiting for this!"
"Chase him! Beat him until he calls Spirit Hall daddy!!"
Just as everyone cursed and prepared to take off—
"AAAAAH!!!"
A scream ripped through the sky.
The tiny black dot, which had flown up proudly—
now plummeted straight down at breakneck speed!
BOOOOM!!!
A crater exploded on the ground.
Dust cleared—
Tang Hao lay spread-eagle, unconscious, blood bubbling from his mouth, cheek swollen from the slap.
At this moment—
A furious voice thundered from above:
"Sixteen people surrounding a rank 95 Tang Hao—
and you STILL almost let him run?!"
"Can you useless things embarrass me ANY MORE?!"
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