Chapter 25: The Fall of an Idol
"I… actually became the disciple of a Limit Douluo in the future?!" Zhu Zhuqing stared at the scene in the video, especially at her own expression like a child running to a parent after being wronged. It felt like a dream. After all, this was an unimaginably powerful backing!
What did a Limit Douluo represent?
It meant the pinnacle of soul masters, the peak of Titled Douluos an unmatched existence in the world. That's why this level was also known as a Peerless Douluo!
If she truly became a disciple of a Limit Douluo, then the so called life or death duel arranged by the Star Luo royal family would be a complete joke. If she didn't want to participate, no one could force her! With a Limit Douluo as her backer, she could do whatever she pleased.
But how did her future self meet this great figure and even become his disciple?
Doubt filled Zhu Zhuqing's heart, along with concern for how the future might change. The moment this video played, it meant the timeline could already be altered. Now, whether she could follow the same path and become this Limit Douluo's disciple was completely uncertain.
In the video, the masked Tang Hao watched as the newcomer summoned the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. Seeing the nine crimson soul rings floating around it, he instantly felt uneasy. That iconic martial soul and those soul rings how could he not recognize this mysterious figure?
It was worth noting that in this video, Tang Hao and the others were aware of the "future videos," just as the real Tang Hao was. That was why he immediately recognized Ye Cheng.
After all, this video was essentially depicting the "future reality" that was about to unfold.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's severe injuries, Ye Cheng wasted no time. The Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared in his hand, and without hesitation, he activated his fourth soul skill!
The fourth soul ring shone brilliantly.
Soul Incantation: "Nine Treasures Has a Name, The Fourth is: Body!"
Of course, at Ye Cheng's level, he no longer needed to chant incantations. With just a thought, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda emitted a radiant light, enveloping Zhu Zhuqing.
The fourth soul skill, Body, was self explanatory. It enhanced the physical body, drastically improving recovery speed, immunity, and resistance by tenfold!
Bathed in this divine glow…
Zhu Zhuqing's severe injuries began healing at an astonishing rate before everyone's eyes!
A body naturally possesses self healing abilities. As long as an injury isn't instantly fatal or involves lost limbs or destroyed organs, it can heal over time.
Ye Cheng's fourth soul skill accelerated this self healing process to an extreme degree!
Even if a person lost a limb or had their organs damaged, their body could regenerate.
In some ways, this ability was even superior to regular healing type soul skills!
Within just a few breaths…
With the enhancement of the fourth soul skill, Zhu Zhuqing's wounds completely vanished.
"…Teacher."
Now fully recovered, Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ye Cheng, her eyes shining with joy. "Didn't you say you'd be away for a while to handle something? How come you're here now…? Were you secretly protecting me this whole time?"
"Silly girl, did you forget my soul bone ability?"
Ye Cheng looked down at Zhu Zhuqing, who was a full head shorter than him, and smiled as he ruffled her hair. "I placed a spatial mark on you. It only activates when you're in a life threatening situation."
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly understood. She was familiar with some of her teacher's abilities and knew exactly what a spatial mark was. She also knew that when combined with his spatial transfer ability, it allowed him to cross immense distances instantly.
After a brief exchange, Ye Cheng finally turned around.
The smile on his handsome face faded, replaced by an expressionless calm.
His gaze landed on the masked Tang Hao, eyes deep and unreadable.
"…"
"…"
Neither of them spoke.
In the end, Ye Cheng broke the silence first.
"State your name."
His eyes lingered on the Haotian Hammer in Tang Hao's hand as he said, "My sword does not strike nameless men."
"…"
Tang Hao remained silent, gripping his hammer tightly, his entire body tensed.
"A dignified Titled Douluo, yet you don't even have the courage to say your name?" Ye Cheng's tone carried a trace of disdain as he looked at the still masked Tang Hao. "You wield the Haotian Hammer, and you even have a rare hundred thousand year soul ring. Did you really think you could hide your identity?"
"Tang Hao!"
Ye Cheng spoke his name directly.
Knowing there was no point in hiding anymore, Tang Hao ripped off his mask, revealing his face.
However, the sight left many utterly disappointed.
His hair was an unkempt mess, like a bird's nest clearly neglected for ages. His once well defined features were covered in a sickly yellow pallor, and the corners of his eyes were crusted with dried mucus, suggesting he hadn't washed in days. His stubbly beard was overgrown, making him look like nothing more than a disheveled drunkard.
There was none of the rumored Haotian Douluo's imposing presence only a washed up, broken man.
[This… is Haotian Douluo?]
[God, was this really my idol?]
[If the system didn't make mistakes, I'd never believe this guy is Tang Hao.]
[This man is finished.]
[He looks like he just got abandoned by his wife…]
[Sigh, Tang Hao is done for.]
[The Haotian Douluo I admired… is already dead.]
[Haotian is dead!]
[Haotian is dead!]
[Haotian is dead!]
[Haotian…]
The screen flooded with a single phrase Haotian is dead!
Once, Tang Hao had been the youngest Titled Douluo in history. When he first attained his title, he severely injured the Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall, a feat that cemented his legend. His story was passed down across the continent, making him a hero in the eyes of countless young soul masters.
But now, as the video revealed his true self, the idol's illusion shattered.
The glow of legend peeled away, exposing the reality beneath. Those who had once admired him woke up to the truth.
People realized that Tang Hao wasn't the perfect, indomitable warrior they had believed in.
And with that realization came fury at being deceived!
The greater their admiration had once been, the deeper their disappointment became.
This… was the fall of an idol.
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