In Douluo, he devoured Tang San's spirit at the beginning

Chapter 37 I also want to learn from you.

The man walked in the void and slowly approached Flanders and Zhao Wuji in the horrified eyes, and soul rings appeared on his body one after another.

Especially the last scarlet hundred thousand year soul ring. Flanders felt as if his heart had stopped beating. He stood there with a pale face, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He swallowed subconsciously. Zhao Wuji beside him was not much better at this time.

Even though he was once the powerful Acalanatha Zhao Wuji in Douluo Continent, he was still like an ant in front of a Titled Douluo with a 100,000-year spirit ring.

The nine soul rings flashed with brilliant light. Flanders also came to his senses at this time. He quickly bowed and spoke.

"I wonder which senior from the Haotian Sect you are?"

The man was covered in a black cloak, making it impossible to see his specific appearance. The huge Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was much larger than Han Yu's Clear Sky Hammer.

Hearing Flanders' question, he slowly raised his head. His unshaven face looked extremely sloppy. His deep eyes just stared at Flanders indifferently, and Flanders already felt like he was suffocating.

"Haotian. Your Majesty"

Flanders pupils suddenly contracted, and he uttered with difficulty the name that once shocked the continent.

Zhao Wuji on the side was equally shocked. His heart skipped a beat and big drops of sweat dripped from his forehead to the ground. His face was filled with despair.

Tang Hao glanced at Flanders indifferently, without giving any response. He just raised his feet and slowly walked towards Zhao Wuji behind him.

"Your Majesty Haotian."

Flanders wanted to open his mouth to stop him, but Tang Hao glanced at him and he shut his mouth. He didn't dare to make any sound. He just tensed his body and stared at Tang Hao's actions.

"Your Majesty Haotian."

Tang Hao stopped two meters in front of Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji bowed respectfully with a pale face.

This is Douluo Continent, this is Titled Douluo. In the face of absolute strength, even if one knows that he is in a desperate situation, he cannot muster the slightest desire to resist. Zhao Wuji is now in this situation.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just saw that you had a good fight with that kid just now, and my hands are itching, and I want to fight with you too."

Tang Hao spoke lightly, without a trace of aura emanating from his body. He was still holding the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, like an ordinary blacksmith.

Hearing Tang Hao's words, Flanders on the side was the first to breathe a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed. He knew that Zhao Wuji had passed this stage. Although he would probably be unable to get out of bed for a few days, it was better than losing his life.

Zhao Wuji felt the same way and breathed a sigh of relief, but secretly glared at Flanders who was standing aside watching the show.

Flanders acted as if nothing had happened, stood aside without saying a word, and watched the show silently. Unexpectedly, Tang Hao pointed at him and spoke.

"You come too."

"Ah I?"

Flanders pointed at himself bitterly, glanced at the secretly smiling Zhao Wuji, and stood with Zhao Wuji unwillingly.

Tang Hao's movements were very fast, even faster than Flanders who possessed the Agility Attack Type Cat-Owl. Before the two could prepare, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand had already arrived in front of them.

Bang, boom, boom, ahhhhh—
The sound of collision, the surge of energy, groans and screams rang out one after another in the forest.

Unlike the previous battle, it only took Tang Hao a dozen breaths to deal with the two Soul Saints. Tang Hao stood in the void and quietly looked at the two people lying on the ground with bruised faces. The Clear Sky Hammer and the Soul Ring were taken back the moment it ended.

Flanders and Zhao Wuji fell to the ground, gasping for breath, but there was no trace of resentment in their eyes.

"Don't tell anyone that I was here."

Tang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, saying something indifferently before disappearing. After a long while, Flanders finally sat up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and helped Zhao Wuji, who had fallen to the side, up, and walked towards Shrek Academy with difficulty.

"Boss Fufu, you are not kind."

Zhao Wuji, with a bruised face and nose, could hardly speak clearly, and recounted Flanders' crimes in a halting manner.

"Obviously, obviously you wanted the belt, but you asked me to go. As a result, both of us got beaten for nothing."

The relationship between the two has long been comparable to that of brothers. Listening to Zhao Wuji's narration, Flanders sighed and spoke out what was in his heart.

"That kid's belt is the intellectual corner of one of our golden triangles. I'm worried about him."

Zhao Wuji moved his neck with difficulty and said in a muffled voice.

"You mean the master?"

"Yes."

Flanders nodded, his eagle-like eyes a little confused at this time, wondering what happened to his old friend.

"He is a genius of the Haotian Sect. Do you think he would covet a small soul guide?"

Zhao Wuji thought back to what had just happened, his head was a little confused, and then he spoke with dissatisfaction.

"When His Majesty Haotian was hammering you just now, why did you hide behind me? I got hit several more times than you did."

His old friend was still grumbling about this in his heart, and Flanders chuckled and spoke righteously like a profiteer.

"I am a spirit master of the Agility Attack Department. You are a spirit master of the Strength Department. Naturally, your defense is much higher than mine. Moreover, His Majesty Haotian did not kill me, otherwise I would have taken you and run away."

Zhao Wuji reached out and touched his head, always feeling that something was wrong, but his mind was confused at the moment and he couldn't figure it out at all. In the end, he decided to give Flanders a good beating.

"Anyway, I'm taking this beating for you, so you have to buy me a drink."

"Drink! Drink!"

Flanders was extremely happy that he had survived the desperate situation just now intact, and waved his hand generously to express his agreement.

"I'm going to take this opportunity to give you a good beating."

"Okay, but you're seriously injured. You probably won't be able to drink alcohol for a few days."

"Hmm? What's the difference between drinking it in a few days and drinking it now?"

"Old Zhao, don't forget. I just gave that kid 300 gold soul coins, but now I am penniless."

"Good for you, Flanders. I knew you wouldn't be so generous."

"Hahahahahaha."

Under the sunshine, the shadows of the two gradually lengthened, and they supported each other step by step back to the retirement school they founded, Shrek Academy.

As for why Tang Hao, the long-missing Haotian Douluo, would appear here to protect a child, the two did not dare to ask or discuss it.

In Douluo Continent, it is common sense to respect and be vigilant towards those who are powerful. It is also a necessary part of every soul master's growth path.

(End of this chapter)