Douluo: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless god!

Chapter 38 The Price Tang Hao Needs to Pay
Hearing this, Tang Hao showed a bitter look on his face, and couldn't help but look at Yi Yao and Xiao Wu in the distance.

Yi Yao and Xiao Wu said that the adults behind them were very powerful. Tang Hao thought that behind Yi Yao and Xiao Wu stood some other powerful hundred thousand year old soul beasts that had difficulty entering the human world. Tang Hao was not afraid.

But who would have thought that Qi Chen would be a god!

"I hit a brick wall." Tang Hao couldn't help but regret it in his heart.

What kind of god is this person in front of me? A beast god? He doesn't look like one.

At this time, Qi Chen had restrained all his aura, as if he was really ready to give Tang Hao a chance.

The pressure on him disappeared, and Tang Hao was finally able to stand up. Looking at Qi Chen who was walking towards him with his sleeves rolled up, Tang Hao knew that he had no room for refusal.

Facing the gods, he was powerless to express any opinions of his own. Qi Chen did not give him room to refuse, just as he had never given Yi Yao and Xiao Wu the opportunity to refuse.

Circles of soul rings bloomed obliquely from the hammer head of the Clear Sky Hammer, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red!

Nine soul rings bloomed like divine wheels beside Tang Hao's hammer, covering one side of his body.

His soul power was released to the extreme, and part of it supported his crushed legs, allowing him to stand up again.

"Title Douluo!"

"One hundred thousand year soul ring!"

Yiyao and Xiaowu screamed in surprise at once. They were both shocked, but their eyes suddenly turned red.

For Xiao Wu, a hundred thousand year old soul beast is already worthy of being called one of her kind.

The status of a hundred thousand year soul beast is different from that of other ordinary soul beasts. Each hundred thousand year soul beast is a special existence and extremely important.

Under 100,000 years, they are the people;
More than a hundred thousand years old, they are of the same kind.

The blood-red hundred thousand year soul ring represented that a hundred thousand year soul beast must have lost its life at the hands of Tang Hao.

Xiao Wu's eyes were bloodshot, her beautiful eyes were wide open, and filled with hatred.

Taking these hundred thousand year soul beasts as prey, each one of them is an enemy!
The anger on Yiyao's face was even more fierce, and hatred made Yiyao's little face a little distorted.

She opened her third eye of destiny. Bad luck had already entangled Tang Hao. Tears slowly flowed from the corners of Yi Yao's eyes. She asked hatefully:

"Are you the murderer who hunted down my mother? Is this 100,000-year spirit ring on you my mother's?"

A hundred thousand year soul ring is the most certain sign that a hundred thousand year soul beast can leave for its enemy after its death.

When Tang Hao's hundred thousand year soul ring appeared, Yi Yao felt that Tang Hao might be the murderer of her mother.

"What hundred thousand year soul beast? What mother?"

Tang Hao had doubts in his mind. The bad luck that was wrapped around him made Tang Hao feel bad. He wanted to dispel it but had no way to do so.

At this time, Qi Chen's fist was already in front of him.

Tang Hao attached all nine soul rings to his martial soul and drove his Clear Sky Hammer to receive it.

Qi Chen's punching hand remained in motion, as if he didn't see the hammer that Tang Hao was hitting him with, or the several spirit rings that lit up on the hammer handle.

Facing the gods, Tang Hao used all his strength.

This blow utilized at least half of his soul skills except for his hundred thousand year soul ring!

But Qi Chen's fist was still aimed straight at Tang Hao's face.

Bang! It was as if Qi Chen's hand and Tang Hao were not in the same space and time boundary. Tang Hao saw Qi Chen's hand pass through his attack and hit him in the face. Qi Chen punched out with his left fist, and his right hand reached behind him, grabbing the throne of God, which represented authority, and smashed it hard on Tang Hao's face!

Isn’t the Clear Sky Hammer the most powerful martial spirit on the continent?
Isn't the Clear Sky Hammer heavy?
Come, let’s see which one is heavier than my throne of God!
"Why are you showing off your spirit ring? You are the only one with a hundred thousand year spirit ring? You made my daughter cry, I will beat you to death!" At this moment, when his daughter Yi Yao shed tears, Qi Chen was completely unreasonable.

Holding the throne of God, he smashed it down on Tang Hao's body with a loud bang.

The sounds of collision, surging energy, muffled groans, and screams rang out and echoed in the Blue Silver Valley one after another.

The Blue Silver King in the distance was so frightened that he huddled into a ball, not daring to move at all, for fear that he would also be targeted by the angry Qi Chen.

It didn't even take a stick of incense to complete. In less than ten breaths, the battle was over.

Qi Chen stood there with his hands behind his back. The divine aura on his body was still strong, without any sign of fading, as if the battle just now had not consumed him at all.

Tang Hao was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with a big swelling on his head, his eyes were purple and black, and blood was on the corners of his mouth. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand had long been thrown somewhere else, and the soul ring on his body was shattered by Qi Chen's fist and retracted into his body again.

In less than ten breaths, Tang Hao had endured thousands of punches like a violent storm.

If Qi Chen had not left some leeway, Tang Hao would have been beaten to death by now.

"I really have never killed a hundred thousand year soul beast. My hundred thousand year soul ring is..." Tang Hao lay on the ground and wanted to defend himself, but was immediately interrupted by Qi Chen.

Qi Chen said unceremoniously: "I know it's not you, but I just want to beat you up, is that not okay?"

Just one sentence left Tang Hao speechless.

"When you dare to kidnap my daughter, you should be prepared to pay the price." Qi Chen leaned over and stared at Tang Hao, with a cold look in his eyes.

Qi Chen's words and eyes all told Tang Hao that the matter was not over yet.

Qi Chen looked down at Tang Hao. Even if Tang Hao was a sentimental man, what was wrong with that? Could he kidnap his daughters Yi Yao and Xiao Wu for no reason? Beating him up was just an appetizer.

Teach Tang Hao a lesson, but it doesn't mean Qi Chen will let him go.

Moreover, he made his daughter Yi Yao cry, which was an even more serious crime.

Tang Hao looked embarrassed, not knowing what kind of explanation he could give to someone like Qi Chen in order to satisfy him.

What would gods need from mortals?
Moreover, he had been expelled from the Haotian Sect and had nothing on him.

Qi Chen looked at Tang Hao who had an awkward expression on his face, lifted his body up, and transferred a ray of life force from the Throne of Life into Tang Hao's body.

However, he did not repair his injuries, but instead restored Tang Hao's damaged martial soul and soul ring.

Soon, Tang Hao's nine soul rings reappeared.

Qi Chen lifted Tang Hao and looked him up and down. Tang Hao's strength was actually among the best among the Titled Douluo.

"My daughter needs a protector."

Hearing this, Tang Hao heaved a sigh of relief. If he was just a protector, this price would be acceptable and he could afford it.

"Okay, I'm willing to be your daughter's protector." Tang Hao immediately agreed.

But Qi Chen glanced at Tang Hao without comment, stretched out his hand and summoned the Ten Thousand Beasts Pearl from Yi Yao's pocket in Tang Hao's horrified eyes.

Then he glanced at Tang Hao and said, "When I decided to take some things from you, I no longer needed your consent."

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(End of this chapter)