Chapter 260 Golden Crocodile Douluo VS Tang Chen
Bibi Dong once used the soul-eating spider emperor's talent ability to devour Qian Xunji's soul. At this time, the murderous intention and the evil spirit were entangled together, giving her the desire to devour it again.
Tang Hao was very sensitive to murderous intent, and finally confirmed that Bibi Dong was not afraid of his grandfather's revenge. He secretly called a madman and said urgently: "I surrender!"
"Mad, you gave in again. I lost all my money. Didn't I say that Haotian Douluo is not inferior to the Pope? Why can't he survive even one move?"
Someone opened a handicap on the viewing platform, using points and gold coins. It has to be said that there is always someone who can seize the business opportunity.
However, soul masters are not stupid, and few people participate in gambling with points.
"Why should Haotian Sect be called the best sect in the world? Let's just call it a sect that admits defeat."
The gambler was so jealous of losing that he dared to say anything, not to mention the fact that there was a blue stone tablet to suppress him and the auditorium was extremely safe.
For a time, Haotian Sect seemed to be targeted by thousands of people and was criticized by all the soul masters.
Tang Chen snorted coldly, but it was not at those soul masters who didn't know what was right and wrong, but because he was angry that Tang Chen was easily swayed by emotions and had failed to live up to his expectations.
"It seems that Hao'er is not suitable for the inheritance of Shura God. However, the murderous intention in Xiaosan's heart is more pure, and he is dedicated to good, which is very consistent with Shura's intention. It seems that I will live longer."
Tang Chen silently thought about Tang San's training plan. In fact, there was no need to think too much. When Tang San added a good spirit ring to the second martial spirit, even if he could not become a ninety-ninth-level peerless Douluo, he would be close to it. By then, he would be competing. At the end, the artifact that can complete the eight tests is handed over to Tang San.
"After the game, let Xiao San go to the Killing City. I still have permission to kill the City. I should be able to help him clear the 100-game winning streak as soon as possible and understand the meaning of Shura."
Tang Chen thought in his heart. He didn't even pay attention to Tang Hao who stepped down. Tang Hao didn't dare to say anything. Who made him lose? He still lost to his enemy Wuhun Palace, and he lost so miserably.
Tang San saw his father Tang Hao's lonely eyes and the way he looked at his great-grandfather, and he felt a little dissatisfied. His father just lost accidentally. His great-grandfather's attitude of disregard was so chilling. Already...
Forget it, he is his great-grandfather after all, and he is still a peerless Douluo.
Tang San calmed down, went to the side to comfort Tang Hao, and used the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone soul skill to treat Tang Hao. The vitality in the soul bone needed to absorb the vitality of Bluesilver Grass to heal others, but Bluesilver Grass grows even on the island. So Tang San didn't worry about consumption.
With such a ruthless emperor, I don't know if the Blue Silver King will regret awakening the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline in Tang San.
The game continues.
Several elders of the Haotian Sect were gradually drawn to the stage, with some winning and some losing.
Coincidentally, most of the opponents they encountered were titled Douluo from Wuhun Palace, and they often needed to use the ring-exploding secret method to be able to fight.
There is no way, there are more Titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace than there are in Poseidon Island plus all the Titled Douluo of the three sects. It is also a high probability to encounter them.
The seriously injured elder was carried back. He defeated Spirit Kite Douluo from Wuhun Palace. The opponent was seriously injured, but his injuries were not light at all. Even the hidden injuries in his body showed signs of recurrence.
After all, Tang San had to cultivate, and it was impossible to heal every elder's hidden injuries.
After all, they are not his relatives, and their father and son were called here by their grandfather, but they have little to do with these elders who are secretly hostile to him.
But now that the elder was about to die, Tang San couldn't shirk anymore and could only step forward to heal him.
After several battles, the smell of gunpowder in the Soul Fighting Arena became even stronger, especially between the Spirit Hall and the major forces.
In order to earn points for victory, the Titled Douluo must use all their strength to fight against their opponents even if they have no vengeance, not to mention the Wuhun Palace and Haotian Sect who already have vengeance.
The Haotian Sect elder's serious injuries turned into minor injuries, and Tang San left tiredly.
The elder gave Tang San a complicated look, closed his eyes and practiced, first using the points to repair the injuries, and then using the points to enhance the life of the soul ring. This was more cost-effective than directly improving the cultivation level.
Tang Chen sighed. He was well aware of the problems within the Haotian Sect, but he couldn't think of a way to solve them.
He single-handedly made the Haotian Sect the number one sect in the world, which resulted in his disciples being arrogant and looking down on any martial arts and soul masters except the Clear Sky Hammer. However, he was obsessed with cultivation and later pursued the realm of gods. He neglected the management of his sect. Unexpectedly, his disciples became more and more stubborn one by one.
It was hard to get back from this, so Tang Chen could only hope that after he became a god, he could slowly change the situation of Haotian Sect.
A beam of light fell, and the confused Tang Chen was chosen. His mood quickly returned to peace and he looked at his opponent.
He frowned slightly, recognizing it as Wuhundian Golden Crocodile Douluo, an old guy from the same era as him.
This aura...has it broken through level ninety-nine? It's not too late.
Not too late means not too early. The Golden Crocodile King Spirit is a top beast spirit and is stronger than the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Spirit in the later stages. However, the Golden Crocodile has never broken through level ninety-nine, which shows that the talent is still weaker than that of Tang Chenqian. Daoliu and the others are one step ahead.
"Golden Crocodile, long time no see. Congratulations on taking the last step."
Tang Chen looked like an old man on the street, with a peaceful aura, and he even chatted about homely matters as soon as he came on stage.
Golden Crocodile Douluo did not dare to make excuses. He raised his hand and said respectfully: "Haotian Douluo is so complimentary. Thanks to the opportunities that have appeared on the mainland in recent years, I was lucky enough to take this step."
Tang Chen was the Haotian Douluo of Golden Crocodile Douluo's era, and it was right to call him that.
Tang Chen nodded, his eyes gradually becoming stern: "But when the Spirit Hall attacked the Haotian Sect, did they ever consider my existence?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo said calmly: "Big brother has always abided by the agreement and never targeted the Haotian Sect. Even when his only son died at the hands of Tang Hao, Big brother never took action. After that, it was all done by Bibi Dong and some elders. Haotian Douluo should be very clear."
As for the fact that Qian Xunji actually died at the hands of Bibi Dong, there was no need to tell Tang Chen, an outsider.
Tang Chen's eyes eased. Yes, Qian Daoliu was such a person. Apart from the problem about the Qian family, his noble character when he was young made people feel inferior, as simple as an angel.
If he had not experienced too little, resulting in a somewhat weak character, Poseidon would not have liked him.
When he gambled with Qian Daoliu, he actually took advantage of Qian Daoliu's arrogant character.
Qian Daoliu has always abided by the agreement and has not taken action against the Haotian Sect, so Tang Chen has been hesitating recently. After all, none of his children and grandchildren died, but Qian Daoliu's son died. Wouldn't it be bad to destroy the Spirit Hall?
Tang Chen couldn't find the answer after asking himself in his heart.
Even if he was willing to shake hands and make peace, Tang Hao and Tang San would not be able to live in peace with the Spirit Hall. He would still have to take action at that time, and it was impossible to figure out who was right and who was wrong.