Chapter 289: Who Injured and Killed Tang San? Tai Long: Grandfather, It Was You!
Chapter 289: Who Injured and Killed Tang San? Tai Long: Grandfather, It Was You!
Tang San’s clothes were torn to shreds by the crisscrossing spirit power.
The tattered fragments of cloth hanging from his body could not conceal the abrasions and bruises covering him.
Dust mixed with dried and fresh bloodstains smeared his cheeks and limbs.
His knees slammed heavily onto the cold, hard bluestone ground.
Bone collided with stone, producing a dull thud.
A pressure as heavy as a mountain bore down ruthlessly on his back, making it impossible for him to even straighten his torso.
Every breath he took brought a tearing pain from within his body.
Even maintaining a kneeling position exhausted what little remained of his strength.
His limbs trembled uncontrollably; every second he held on felt like a slow execution by a thousand cuts to his already overtaxed body.
Dai Mubai and the rest of the Shrek students stood not far away.
Watching the wretched Tang San in the center of the field with cold eyes, the same thought crossed all their minds.
It would be even better if this Spirit Douluo hit him a little harder!
They wished for Tang San to suffer every bit of agony and taste every humiliation right now.
There wasn’t the slightest intention to step forward and help, only the indifference of a cold bystander.
Flender’s brow was locked in a tight frown.
He shifted his feet slightly, intending to step forward and mediate with Tai Tan.
The most urgent thing right now was to say a few softening words for Tang San and save him from this certain death trap.
But before he could even take a step, a figure beside him had already dashed out ahead of him.
It was Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang came to a halt in front of Tang San.
His thin back was held ramrod straight, forcefully wedging himself between Tang San and Tai Tan.
Using his not-so-large frame, he shielded the person behind him completely.
His face was pale from extreme tension and his fingertips trembled slightly, yet he still forced himself to maintain his Aura.
"Release Little San."
The four words fell from his mouth, resonant and firm.
The plaza, which had been filled with quiet whispers, went completely silent.
Everyone present froze in place, their faces full of shock.
Yu Xiaogang?
A mere level twenty-nine Spirit Grandmaster?
Someone who hasn’t even achieved a Breakthrough into the Spirit ElderRealm?
He dared to speak in such a tone to a Spirit Douluo whose spirit power was unfathomably deep?
Everyone thought they had misheard; they looked at each other in disbelief.
"Hmm?"
Tai Tan let out a light snort filled with coldness.
His heavy gaze fell upon Yu Xiaogang, scanning him up and down.
His spirit power was so low it wasn’t even worth mentioning; he hadn’t even reached the Spirit ElderRealm.
Someone who was no different from an ant in his eyes actually dared to speak to him in such a tone.
Tai Tan was already suppressing a heart full of rage, and at this moment, he felt an added touch of undeniable irritation.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Yu Xiaogang’s hand reaching into his robes, as if to take out some object.
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth: "I have a Spirit Hall..."
He was preparing to pull out the medallion Tang Hao had given him.
But Tai Tan had zero interest in investigating what he was about to take out.
In the face of an absolute gap in strength, no external object could cause even the slightest ripple.
"Seeking death!"
He casually struck out with a palm.
He didn’t use any Spirit Ability, nor did he even exert much spirit power.
It was just an ordinary palm strike, carrying a sharp, bone-chilling wind, which slammed directly into Yu Xiaogang’s chest.
"Bang!"
A dull thud exploded across the plaza.
Yu Xiaogang’s body had no power to resist and was sent flying straight back.
He traced a short arc through the air, his back slamming violently into a stone pillar at the edge of the plaza.
Dense cracks spider-webbed across the surface of the hard granite pillar, spreading outward.
Yu Xiaogang slowly slid down the pillar to the ground.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood sprayed out uncontrollably, staining the ground in front of him red.
Then his head slumped to the side as he completely lost consciousness.
His Aura withered rapidly, becoming so weak it could vanish entirely at any moment.
"Xiaogang!"
Flender’s eyes looked ready to burst as a hoarse roar broke from his throat.
He and Yu Xiaogang had known each other for decades; they shared a life-and-death friendship and he had long regarded the other as his own brother.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang sent flying by a palm strike, his life or death uncertain, Flender’s eyes turned bloodshot.
A towering rage rushed to his head, nearly incinerating all his reason.
The Owl wings on his back fully unfurled, and seven spirit rings lit up in succession, circulating around him with a piercing light.
His spirit power surged frantically as he prepared to charge at Tai Tan.
Zhao Wuji grabbed him, his arm exerting force to firmly pin Flender’s shoulder.
"Flender! Don’t be impulsive!"
"We are no match for him! Going up there is just throwing your life away!"
Zhao Wuji’s voice carried an undeniable urgency as he tightly gripped Flender’s arm.
He refused to let him take a single step forward.
In his eyes, risking their lives for this master and Disciple pair, Tang San and his teacher, was simply not worth it.
The chasm in strength was right before them; rushing forward would only result in the same fate as Yu Xiaogang.
"Xiaogang..."
Flender’s body trembled violently.
His gaze was locked onto the unconscious Yu Xiaogang on the ground, his eyes swirling with anxiety and anger, yet he was utterly powerless.
He was only a Spirit Saint.
Facing the Spirit DouluoTai Tan, whose spirit powerRealm far exceeded his own, he didn’t have even a sliver of a chance of winning.
If he charged now, he would ultimately end up just like Yu Xiaogang.
He gritted his teeth so hard they nearly shattered, yet he could only stand there, letting the anger and sense of helplessness tear at his chest.
Kneeling on the ground, Tang San saw Yu Xiaogang being struck away and losing consciousness, and his strained sanity snapped completely.
Yu Xiaogang was his teacher.
His already towering rage seemed to find an outlet as fury swept through all his thoughts.
Endless killing intent swirled in his eyes, and his spirit power began to fluctuate uncontrollably.
"Tai Tan! You have already found your way to seek your own death!"
These words roared frantically in his heart as the spirit power within his body circulated wildly, regardless of the consequences.
His Meridians throbbed with pain from the rush of violent spirit power, yet he was completely oblivious to it.
All his senses were filled by that world-destroying rage.
In his palm, a black light surged.
A small, pitch-black hammer appeared out of thin air in his palm.
Complex and ancient patterns were engraved on the hammer’s body, and its heavy, unique pressure began to spread in all directions.
The Clear Sky Hammer!
The direct LegacySpirit of the world’s number one Sect, the Clear Sky Sect!
"Hmm?"
When that small black hammer entered Tai Tan’s sight, his body suddenly stiffened.
The anger on his face vanished in an instant.
It was replaced by an indescribable shock, even his facial muscles tensing uncontrollably.
His gaze was fixed firmly on that Clear Sky Hammer, and he even subconsciously held his breath.
He feared that everything before him was just an illusion.
His mind was shaken to the core!
He had seen the Clear Sky Hammer too many times.
Almost every direct Disciple of the Clear Sky Sect could achieve an Awakening of this LegacySpirit.
But he would never mistake it.
The unique patterns on the hammer, the Bloodline pressure exclusive to the Clear Sky Sect’s direct line, and that sense of familiarity etched into his very bones—none of it could be wrong.
It was a true Clear Sky Hammer from the direct Legacy of the Clear Sky Sect!
It was the Clear Sky Hammer of his master’s Bloodline!
"It’s the Clear Sky Hammer!"
"It really is the Clear Sky Hammer!"
Tai Tan’s voice carried an uncontrollable excitement as it boomed across the entire plaza.
The sound waves, carrying spirit power, spread out, making even the ground seem to vibrate slightly.
His figure flickered.
His burly and sturdy body erupted with an extreme speed that was completely at odds with his size, and in an instant, he rushed in front of Tang San.
He stood before Tang San, the excitement in his eyes nearly overflowing.
"You! Is your name Tang San?!"
"Is your father’s name Tang Hao?!"
(End of Chapter)
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