Tang Hao did not let Tang San get up. Seeing Tang San's disheveled appearance, he felt a surge of anger and decided to let him kneel a while longer.
He walked into the house, fetched a chair, and sat down, looking at Tang San as he spoke.
"Xiao San, it seems you already have some understanding of my identity."
Tang San remained kneeling on the ground. Since Tang Hao had not permitted him to rise, he had no choice but to stay in that position. Hearing Tang Hao's words, he nodded and replied.
"Yes, I heard about it from Sect Master Ning and later confirmed it with my teacher. I found out that you are the legendary Haotian Douluo. But Father, why couldn't you stay by my side? Why couldn't you personally guide me? You are a Titled Douluo. If you had taught me, I would have been ten times, no, a hundred times stronger than I am now. I wouldn't have lost so miserably…"
By the end, Tang San's tone carried a hint of accusation.
Tang Hao was momentarily stunned. The reason he hadn't stayed by Tang San's side was that he didn't want to see him. He had wanted to return to the waterfall valley to live a quiet life with A Yin. Even if she was just a blade of grass now, she was still his beloved. At this moment, he didn't know how to refute Tang San's words, but he quickly regained his composure. How dare this little brat question him? His face hardened, and he scolded sharply.
"Shouting and making a scene—what kind of behavior is this? Is this how your teacher, Grandmaster, has taught you? After you enrolled in the academy, I secretly met with your teacher. Only because he could recognize your Twin Martial Souls did I feel assured to leave you in his care. I even left him a Pope Token so he could seek help when necessary."
"But now, it seems Grandmaster has disappointed me, and so have you. Losing a few matches has shattered your mentality to this extent. Your current failure is solely due to the weakness of the Blue Silver Grass. It's the Blue Silver Grass that's weak, not the Clear Sky Hammer."
"With the Clear Sky Hammer as your martial soul, you will undoubtedly become one of the continent's top powerhouses in the future. But for now, you still need the Blue Silver Grass to pave the way for your growth. When your Clear Sky Hammer can support nine ten-thousand-year soul rings, you will have the right to know everything about me and join me in seeking vengeance against the Spirit Hall."
In truth, Tang Hao also looked down on the Blue Silver Grass from the bottom of his heart. He believed the Clear Sky Hammer was the strongest martial soul on the continent. Back then, relying on the Clear Sky Hammer, he had fought his way out of an encirclement by Qian Xunji, who was accompanied by two other Titled Douluos and numerous Spirit Hall experts. Not only did he break through, but he also left one Titled Douluo dead and the other severely injured. Even Qian Xunji later died from his injuries.
This was the battle Tang Hao was most proud of, one he had fought alongside his wife. He was deeply grateful for A Yin's sacrifice, and even though she had reverted to being a blade of grass, he was willing to stay by her side every day.
Being scolded by Tang Hao made Tang San anxious, but as he listened, his breathing gradually quickened. That's right, it was the Blue Silver Grass that was weak, not the Clear Sky Hammer. His current failures were due to the limitations of the Blue Silver Grass. Once he cultivated the Clear Sky Hammer, he would be able to sweep through all opponents in the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.
With reddened eyes, Tang San spoke excitedly.
"Father, what should I do now? When can I start adding soul rings to the Clear Sky Hammer?"
Tang Hao replied coldly.
"Now is not the time. You're only a Soul Elder. Absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring would cause your body to explode. But you can no longer stay here and train under Grandmaster. I will take you with me for a while, to help you understand the true power of the Clear Sky Hammer. Look at the state you're in now!"
Three months ago, Tang San was around level 37. After a period of intense battles and rigorous training, he had now reached level 38. At fourteen years old, soon to be fifteen, he had the potential to break through to the Soul Ancestor level by the age of fifteen. By normal standards, this level of talent was already extraordinary.
The geniuses from the Five Element Academies, who were around twenty years old, were only in their forties in terms of soul power. By the time five years passed, Tang San, at twenty, would likely have reached the Soul King level.
At this moment, due to the soul power pressure Tang Hao had released earlier, Flender, Liu Erlong, and Yu Xiaogang arrived with their group.
Noticing their arrival, Tang Hao signaled for Tang San to stand up and then led him outside. Without wasting any words, he addressed the group.
"Dean Flender, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, I've already counseled Xiao San. But to truly help him overcome his current state, I need to train him myself, to help him unlock his true strength."
"Thank you for your guidance during this time. Xiao Wu, don't hide in the back. I've already seen you. There's no need to fear me. I noticed you the moment you appeared by Xiao San's side. I won't harm you. You'll come with me and Xiao San as well."
Tang San also looked at Xiao Wu, who was now pale and trembling slightly, and spoke softly.
"Xiao Wu, this is my father. He won't hurt us."
Xiao Wu's heart was filled with terror. She hadn't expected that she had been noticed since she was six years old. Looking back now, her back was drenched in cold sweat.
Facing Tang Hao and Tang San, she didn't dare to say no.
Yu Xiaogang, seeing Tang Hao, felt a surge of excitement. After all, this was his idol, the man who had slain the Spirit Hall's Pope. He spoke solemnly.
"Haotian Douluo, I don't oppose you taking Tang San away. But please give me some time. There's a flaw in his Twin Martial Souls. If it isn't resolved, he won't be able to cultivate his second martial soul properly."
"To date, the only person who has resolved the issue of Twin Martial Souls is the current Pope, Bibi Dong. Give me some time. I plan to visit Spirit City during the tournament to ask her about it."
"I'm confident that if I ask, she will tell me. Once the flaw in the Twin Martial Souls is resolved, Xiao San's talent will be fully unleashed. When he grows stronger, he can join you in seeking vengeance against the Spirit Hall."
There were many points in Yu Xiaogang's words that were worthy of criticism. Asking the Pope of the Spirit Hall for a solution to the flaw in Twin Martial Souls, only to have Tang San grow stronger and seek vengeance against the Spirit Hall.
Flender, who had been Yu Xiaogang's close friend for many years, frowned. Even he felt that Yu Xiaogang was being somewhat shameless.
Not just Flender, but Liu Erlong as well. She looked at Yu Xiaogang's profile, her face showing disbelief. The man she had admired could actually say such things.
A strange look flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, but for the sake of his son and their vengeance against the Spirit Hall, he didn't refuse. Instead, he asked.
"Grandmaster, are you certain you can obtain the method to resolve the flaw in Twin Martial Souls from Bibi Dong?"
Yu Xiaogang nodded confidently. Back then, he had been able to obtain a wealth of information from Bibi Dong. Now, he was sure he could get the method to resolve the flaw in Twin Martial Souls from her as well.
"I'm certain. I already have some theories. I just need confirmation from her."
Tang Hao was in no hurry now and replied.
"Very well. I can wait at the academy for a while."
(End of Chapter)
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