stonecrandall Chapter 639 Tang 3's Hatred
Chapter 639 Tang 3's Hatred
Chapter 639 Tang San's Hatred
The preliminary rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament are still ongoing, and in the blink of an eye, they have entered the second half, with less than ten rounds left before the end of the competition.
In the days since Tang San woke up, apart from the first two days when he was unable to move due to his injuries and could only lie in bed, he has been training with Tang Hao in the Clear Sky Hammer ever since he got out of bed.
In the past few days, Tang San's injuries have almost healed, but he did not participate in the competition with his teammates.
The Shrek Seven Devils' battle will still be led by Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng, with Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and three substitute members participating.
Fortunately, they had good luck with the draw. Since losing to Blazing Academy, their opponents haven't been too strong. With two Soul Masters, Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng, plus Oscar and Ning Rongrong as powerful assistants, they were more than capable of handling the situation.
Therefore, Tang San focused all his attention on cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.
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today.
The sky was clear and the air was crisp.
The sun in northern China is not scorching; instead, the cool breeze brings a touch of warmth and comfort.
The Forest Affiliated to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.
Tang San stood quietly with his eyes closed on a clearing in the forest, surrounded by lush blue silver grass, a scene of tranquility, elegance, and freshness.
However, he was not cultivating the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, but rather recalling the Haotian Sect's ultimate technique—the Haotian Nine Absolutes—that his father had taught him.
The so-called Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian are the nine power-generating techniques of the Haotian Hammer, which can also be described as nine self-created soul skills.
However, compared to ordinary self-created soul skills, Haotian Nine Absolutes does not need to be combined with soul rings and soul skills to be used. It looks more like the martial arts skills that Tang San had seen in his previous life.
The difference is that martial arts require internal energy cultivation techniques, while the Haotian Nine Absolutes only require soul power to activate and do not involve cultivation techniques.
The Nine Absolutes of Haotian each have their own unique characteristics:
The first unique quality is emptiness, which signifies inclusiveness and resonance, like an echo in an empty valley.
The second unique skill is sealing, which is like a drawn bow, sealing and solidifying force.
The third technique, "Guan," is a continuous, uninterrupted flow of attacks.
The fourth key element is penetration, combining movement and stillness to reveal the whole picture from a single point.
The fifth unique skill is "Entanglement," which involves the spiraling force of silk threads, with curves and straight lines complementing each other.
The sixth technique, Zhen, uses leverage to counter force, and dynamic shock as a buffer.
The seventh technique, Break, requires combined force and swiftness to break through.
The eighth wonder, "In an instant, the body is free and unrestrained, yet it flickers in and out of existence."
The ninth apocalypse: Collapse. Meteor radiation, and a mountain collapses before it.
In his mind, Tang San began to recall the scene of his father using the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian.
His father's domineering and unparalleled figure was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Every time I recall it, I can't help but feel my blood boil, my face turn red, my breathing become rapid, and my veins throb. I wish I could pick up a hammer and show off my skills.
Unfortunately, he had only been studying for a short time and still hadn't grasped the essentials. He couldn't even understand what he was learning, let alone apply it.
Just as his father Tang Hao said, the Haotian Secret Technique is not so easy to master. Without unwavering determination, it is impossible to learn it.
Moreover, my father said that the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian are not the strongest. There are even more terrifying moves to come, but those techniques require the use of spirit rings to be used, and my father has not yet taught them to me.
After all, you can't bite off more than you can chew.
He hasn't even mastered the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian yet, and he already wants to covet even more powerful skills? He's just creating more trouble for himself.
Thinking of this, Tang San sighed softly. The Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian were indeed difficult to master; at least he had no clue how to even begin.
But it doesn't matter. He believes in his abilities and is confident that he can thoroughly understand and master the methods of using the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian.
Although Tang San had comprehended the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian during his arduous training over the past few days, he had not gained nothing.
Following his father's previous instructions, he created two soul skills based on the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique and combined them with the inner sect secrets of the Tang Clan.
One is called Haotian Flying Hammer, and the other is Chaotic Cloak Dance.
The so-called Haotian Flying Hammer is the use of the Haotian Hammer as a hidden weapon, which is a combination of the Haotian Hammer and the Crane Control and Dragon Capture Technique.
Given the immense weight of the Haotian Hammer, when thrown as a concealed weapon, it is almost impossible for an unsuspecting enemy to resist, making it a deadly move.
The Dance of the Chaotic Cloak is a combination of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique and the Ghostly Shadow Step. It no longer restricts the user to swinging the hammer in place to charge up power, but allows the user to charge up power and attack while moving.
This not only improves offensive capabilities but also reduces the risk of being interrupted during the charging process.
With these two self-created soul skills, Tang San's strength visibly improved.
With the training of the past few days, plus the accumulation from the preliminary rounds of the Elite Soul Master Competition, Tang San's soul power successfully advanced from level 42 to level 43.
The simultaneous growth of his soul power and strength allowed Tang San's defeated heart to gradually regain confidence, even surpassing his previous self-confidence. Before long, he recovered from the blow brought by Huo Wu.
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Not far away.
Under a tree so big that it would take three people to hug it.
The tall Tang Hao leaned against the thick tree trunk, wearing the same tattered black robe that he hadn't changed in ages.
He held the half-wilted blue silver grass in his left hand and a filthy gourd in his right, chugging down a mouthful of cheap ale, followed by a long burp.
In an instant, the air was thick with the smell of alcohol and a foul stench that tainted the tranquility. Even the blue silver grass that covered the surrounding area seemed to wither, just like the blue silver grass he was holding in his arms.
He quietly watched Tang San not far away, his eyes flashing with an inscrutable light. His face, shrouded in a robe and hat, was covered with a messy beard, making it impossible to discern his expression.
He has already taught him everything he needed to; the rest is up to Tang San to figure out on his own, no one else can help him.
This is what makes the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian special, or rather, what makes all the secret techniques, secret arts, and ultimate skills transformed from self-created soul skills special.
The only way to learn and master something is through talent and comprehension.
Tang San's talent is certainly sufficient. He possesses twin martial souls, a rare occurrence in a thousand years, and is exceptionally gifted. His comprehension is also second to none.
His ability to combine the Clear Sky Hammer and the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique with his own skills to create two self-created soul skills, Clear Sky Flying Hammer and Chaotic Cloak Dance, is a testament to this.
Even Tang Hao himself had to admit he admired it.
Because he can't do it.
The Haotian skills he possessed were all inherited from his grandfather, Tang Chen; they were not created by him.
In the meadow shrouded in Blue Silver Grass, Tang San kept his eyes closed, recalling and sketching out the way the Haotian Nine Absolutes were used. A Haotian Hammer, completely black, had already appeared in his left hand.
A moment later, Tang San's ordinary-looking face trembled slightly, and his soul power was faintly activated. The soul power aura of a level 43 Soul Master quietly emanated from him, and his robes fluttered without wind.
After several days of recuperation, Tang San's skin had almost fully healed, and the bandages wrapped around his body had been removed.
However, the new skin was still quite tender, pinkish, like patches of red, indicating that he had suffered terrible burns.
As soul power was injected, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's left hand suddenly grew longer and larger in the wind, expanding to more than a meter in length in the blink of an eye, with a huge hammerhead larger than a human head.
"The first of the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian: Emptiness!"
With a loud shout, Tang San took two steps forward, one in front of the other, his body low to the ground, his left arm muscles bulging and veins popping, and suddenly swung it out.
call--
A low, rumbling sound of wind suddenly arose, and then... nothing more.
Tang San looked bewildered, as if a crow had cawed across his forehead, leaving him waving his arms in a daze until a long time passed before he finally withdrew them.
Damn it, it still doesn't work?
His movements, expressions, and even the way he exerted force were exactly the same as his father's, so why couldn't he perform them? Is the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian really that difficult?
The first of the Nine Wonders of Haotian is Emptiness. Its characteristics are inclusiveness and reverberation in an empty valley. It emphasizes the combination of strength and momentum. When a hammer is swung, the explosions are endless and the echoes are continuous. It is devastating and clears away everything.
He spent half a day gathering his strength and momentum, and this is all he got?
Forget about the explosions and echoes; one strike of the hammer even weakens the wind, let alone destroy everything in its path.
Tang San's lips twitched, his face twisted, and he looked ferocious. He almost threw away the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, abandoning it.
Tang Hao, standing under the big tree, watched this scene, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips, which were hidden in the shadow of his robe and hat.
In a daze, he seemed to recall the scene of learning the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian under his grandfather's tutelage. Tang San's current behavior was so similar to his own.
As he pondered, Tang Hao's eyes filled with even deeper longing. He raised his head, staring blankly at the vast, clear sky, and murmured to himself:
"Grandpa, where did you go?"
"If you were still alive, how could the Spirit Hall be so arrogant? How could our Clear Sky Sect be so oppressed that we could only retreat into the depths of the snowy mountains and close our gates?"
"Your grandson and your great-grandson wouldn't have fallen to this state, unable to return to our clan, and forced to learn the Haotian Sect's secret techniques only in this desolate wilderness."
Tang San was still swinging the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand when suddenly he stopped, turned around and looked at Tang Hao under the big tree. Seeing his father looking up at the sky, he subconsciously looked up as well.
Above, the sky was cloudless and boundless, as clean and pure as a soft, comfortable blue quilt.
Tang San's eyes lit up, and his anxious mood vanished instantly.
He didn't know what his father was thinking about, but as long as his father was by his side, his heart was filled with happiness, and he even felt stronger when swinging the hammer.
"The mistress, the mistress."
Just then, a loud, boisterous voice suddenly came from afar, interrupting Tang San's punching motion.
Tang Hao, who was leaning against a big tree drinking alone, suddenly turned into a black wind and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Tang San looked in the direction of the sound and saw a slender and delicate figure hopping and skipping towards him with two long, straight legs. She wore a pair of rabbit ear hair ornaments on her head, making her look exceptionally cute.
The only imperfection was that this delicate figure was wrapped in bandages all over, just like he had a few days ago, with only his eyes, nostrils, and mouth showing.
It was Xiao Wu.
And those loud, boisterous sounds came from Xiao Wu's pink lips, constantly shouting. Judging from her hopping and skipping, she had clearly forgotten the pain once the wound had healed.
"Xiao Wu, what brings you here?"
The moment Tang San saw Xiao Wu appear, his expression softened, a smile appeared on his face, and a strange emotion filled his heart.
There was more than one person who came.
Xiao Wu was followed by the other Shrek Seven Devils: Dai Mubai, Yu Tianheng, Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Ma Hongjun. Even four substitutes who were just there to make up the numbers came along.
I came to see you.
Xiao Wu skipped and hopped over to Tang San, glancing around but not seeing Tang Hao. She breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she already knew Tang San's father, he was, after all, a Title Douluo, so she still felt a lot of pressure when facing Tang Hao.
Xiao Wu's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of cunning, before she suddenly asked:
"By the way, mistress, do you still remember Shi Nian?"
Upon hearing this, Tang San's face instantly darkened, his eyes flashing with extreme hatred as he coldly looked at Xiao Wu:
"Xiao Wu, why are you bringing up that old man? You know I almost died at his hands before."
"If the Spirit Hall hadn't taken that old bastard away, I would have killed him."
Why doesn't he remember Shi Nian?
If we were to ask who Tang San hated most in his life, it would undoubtedly be Shi Nian.
If it weren't for Shi Nian's attempt to ambush him, how could he have fallen into the illusion woven by his broken dream martial soul, experiencing all the cruelest tortures of the Tang Sect, with all his bones broken, and watching helplessly as Xiao Wu was humiliated by the lewd old man Bu Le?
Shi Nian was happy, and even if he wasn't, he was still happy. But Tang San was not happy; he tasted only extreme pain.
Just as every time the inner elder of the Tang Sect crushed a bone in his own body, every attack Bu Le launched against Xiao Wu struck his heart harder and harder, each one more intense and more painful than the last.
He never wanted to experience that feeling again in his life.
However, the images he saw in the illusion were deeply imprinted in his mind, impossible to discard or erase.
Even now, he can still see and feel it clearly when he closes his eyes.
Everything felt as real as if it were yesterday.
How could Tang San possibly forget Shi Nian?
He hated Bu Le to the core, and hated Shi Nian even more, wishing he could tear him to pieces and grind his bones to dust.
The only pity is that Shi Nian was taken away by the Spirit Hall, and he was unable to kill Shi Nian with his own hands.
It has to be said that this is a regret in Tang San's heart.
Xiao Wu was startled by Tang San's cold gaze. She had originally wanted to tell him some good news, but when she saw his gloomy face, she was speechless.
At that moment, a lewd voice came from behind Xiao Wu, relaying the good news for her:
"Haha, Third Brother, why do you need to do it yourself? That old white dog Shi Nian is already beyond saving and will be publicly executed soon."
It was Ma Hongjun who spoke. His injuries were healing slowly. Like Xiao Wu and the seriously injured substitute, he was still wrapped in bandages. From a distance, he looked like a large white ball rolling over.
"Public execution?"
Tang San paused for a moment, looked at Ma Hongjun who was as fat as a ball, and subconsciously asked, "What do you mean?"
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