Chapter 184: The Death of Tang San
Chapter 184: The Death of Tang San
"Damn it!"
"Curse it!"
"I'm not willing to accept this!"
"Why am I so far behind him? Clearly, at the beginning, he was weaker than me..."
Being pursued by Su Mo once again, Tang San could only struggle to defend himself, no longer finding any chance to counterattack.
Tang San felt immense grief and unwillingness. He couldn't understand why Su Mo's strength was so overwhelming, surpassing him by such a vast margin.
Even when he pulled out several Tang Sect hidden weapons, they were useless against Su Mo.
Su Mo was too cautious, almost as if he knew Tang San had laced them with deadly poison, never giving his hidden weapons a chance to hit.
Against other opponents, he could use his transcendent hidden weapon techniques to catch them off guard.
But against Su Mo, Tang San felt utterly stifled.
He didn't know how Su Mo did it, but Su Mo could somehow slow down his hidden weapons or redirect them, rendering their power completely ineffective.
It was only thanks to his Purple Demon Eyes and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps that he had managed to hold on this long.
From the corner of his eye, he saw that Dai Mubai and the others, who had rushed forward to help him earlier, were no longer making a move. This made Tang San's heart grow even colder with despair.
"Die!"
"Xiao Wu is still waiting for you down there!"
Swish—
Su Mo's figure appeared in front of Tang San once more, his Soul-Hunting Spear slashing out in a crescent arc toward Tang San.
The crescent slash carried the power of his spacetime energy, imbued with a formidable spatial cutting force that could easily slice through anything in its path.
"No..."
Tang San roared in defiance, raising his Haotian Hammer to block Su Mo's attack.
Screech screech screech—
The blade of Su Mo's spear clashed against Tang San's Haotian Hammer, producing a piercing sound of friction and damage.
Bang—
Finally, under Su Mo's strike, Tang San's Haotian Hammer split in two with a loud crack.
"Pfft—"
With the Haotian Hammer shattered, Tang San's body was sent flying backward, spitting blood.
Swish—
But Su Mo's slash didn't dissipate; it continued hurtling toward Tang San's figure.
Pfft—
With a squelch, Tang San's right leg was severed cleanly at the knee by Su Mo's spear slash.
It was only because Tang San's body had been flung backward, shifting his position, that it was his right leg and not something else that was struck.
"Ah..."
With his right leg severed, Tang San let out a scream of agony.
"Little San!"
"No..."
Seeing Tang San's wretched state, Yu Xiaogang, who had been closely watching Tang San's situation, cried out in anguish, his eyes nearly splitting with rage.
"Tang San!"
"..."
Dai Mubai and the others, witnessing Tang San's condition, fell into stunned silence.
With one leg severed, regardless of Tang San's final fate, he was already crippled!
Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others found it incredibly hard to accept, yet they dared not step forward to assist Tang San.
Su Mo's strength was simply too terrifying. They felt that if they went up, they would die—possibly without even withstanding a single move.
In the previous matches, it hadn't been apparent, but now, with Su Mo fully displaying his power, it was overwhelmingly horrifying.
They couldn't see how Tang San's speed was being controlled, but they clearly saw how some of Tang San's hidden weapons were inexplicably redirected by Su Mo.
And Su Mo himself could teleport at will. A life-saving teleportation skill, in Su Mo's hands, could be used continuously without pause.
"So Su Mo was this strong!"
Zhu Zhuqing, watching Su Mo's performance, couldn't help but exclaim in awe.
Hu Liena, standing beside her, didn't say anything, merely watching with pride as Tang San was utterly dominated by Su Mo.
She harbored a deep dislike for Tang San.
Back in the Slaughter City, because her strength was inferior to Tang San's, she had to deliberately avoid him every time she entered the Hell Killing Fields.
She had resented Tang San for that for a long time.
Now, seeing Tang San being crushed by Su Mo, Hu Liena was naturally delighted.
Especially after learning that Tang Hao was Tang San's father and that Tang Hao had once pursued Su Mo in the Slaughter City, Hu Liena had nearly joined Su Mo in attacking Tang San herself.
But she could see that Tang San was no match for Su Mo and that Su Mo didn't need her help, so she refrained from stepping in.
"Ah..."
"Little San!"
Tang Hao, still trapped by Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's martial soul fusion technique, saw Tang San's miserable state and erupted in fury.
Boom—
In his overwhelming anger, Tang Hao's God of Slaughter Domain underwent a qualitative transformation at that moment.
Bang—
The Bipolar Stasis Domain that had been holding Tang Hao was instantly shattered.
Pfft—
Pfft—
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's faces flushed red as they were both sent flying backward, coughing up blood from the backlash.
Their martial soul fusion technique collapsed on its own!
"Great Xumi Hammer!"
Boom—
Freed from Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's restraint, Tang Hao raised his massive Haotian Hammer and smashed it down toward Su Mo with ferocious force.
"The osmanthus trees stretch green across a hundred miles, partridges sing through the cool noon shade. The peaks above Yanping Ford stand sharp as blades, the sword departs, and the river's waters flow endlessly."
Buzz—
Facing Tang Hao's powerful attack, Sword Douluo naturally wouldn't let it land on Su Mo. He unleashed his strongest ninth soul skill, conjuring a colossal giant sword to meet Tang Hao's strike.
Whether it was Tang Hao's attack or Sword Douluo's, both were incomparably powerful, giving off an illusion of invincibility.
Under the pressure of their soul skills, everyone else either retreated hastily or activated their martial souls for defense, fearing they'd be caught in the collateral damage.
"He broke free that quickly?"
Su Mo also noticed Tang Hao's situation, his expression shifting slightly.
Swish—
Then, Su Mo continued his assault on Tang San, ignoring the attack Tang Hao was bringing down from above.
He chose to trust Sword Douluo. Even if Sword Douluo couldn't fully block Tang Hao's strike, he should be able to hold it off briefly.
And that brief moment was enough for Su Mo to finish off a severely injured and crippled Tang San!
"Not good..."
Sensing the danger, Tang San turned to flee.
With only one leg left, he no longer dared to fight and only wanted to escape, hoping his father could hammer Su Mo to death.
But with one leg gone, how could Tang San outrun Su Mo?
In a flash, Su Mo's figure appeared in front of Tang San, blocking his path.
"Pfft—"
Without a word, Su Mo thrust his spear forward, piercing straight through Tang San's chest in an instant.
Tang San's body trembled. He lowered his head, staring blankly at his heart, feeling the strength drain from his body.
"No..."
"Third Brother..."
Inside Su Mo's martial soul space, Xiao Wu, still restrained by Bibi Dong, saw Tang San's heart pierced by Su Mo and let out a scream of shock.
"Tang San!"
"Tang San!"
"..."
Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and the other members of the Shrek team witnessed this scene with grief and indignation. Especially Yu Xiaogang, who felt as though the sky had collapsed.
The disciple he had painstakingly nurtured had died tragically right before his eyes.
"Little San!"
"Ahhhh..."
"You all deserve to die..."
Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot, his killing intent surging as he completely lost control.
Pfft—
At this moment, Su Mo ignored everyone else's reactions and paid no heed to Tang Hao's fury. With a twist of his Soul-Hunting Spear, he thoroughly shattered Tang San's heart before pulling the weapon out.
Blood sprayed wildly from Tang San's body.
Bang—
Tang San's figure collapsed, blood continuously staining the ground beneath him.
Boom—
Meanwhile, high above, Sword Douluo could no longer hold back Tang Hao's attack. The giant sword conjured by his ninth soul skill was directly smashed apart by Tang Hao's Haotian Hammer.
Indeed, a divine skill was a divine skill. In the original story, even the Level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't withstand Tang Hao's Ring Explosion attack. It was only natural that the Level 96 Sword Douluo couldn't hold out now.
Pfft—
After his technique was broken, Sword Douluo suffered a slight backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Swish—
Facing Tang Hao's attack, Sword Douluo dodged with a flash, no longer standing in its path.
This was because he knew Su Mo could evade it.
He had only blocked Tang Hao earlier to give Su Mo the chance to kill Tang San.
Though Sword Douluo didn't know why Su Mo was so determined to kill Tang San, he could see Su Mo's resolve and had chosen to assist him.
"Third Brother!"
"Wuwu, Third Brother..."
In Su Mo's martial soul space, Xiao Wu's eyes turned red with tears.
"He's actually dead!"
Bibi Dong, watching Su Mo kill Tang San, felt a sense of reflection.
She knew that with Su Mo's strength, killing Tang San wouldn't be difficult, but seeing him actually do it still surprised her.
After all, in her future timeline, Tang San had become a formidable being who attained dual godhood.
Yet now, in his growth phase, he had been slain by Su Mo.
So, Bibi Dong wasn't surprised that Su Mo could kill Tang San—just reflective.
The truly difficult opponent was the Sea God Tang San from that future timeline.
If possible, beyond helping her daughter Qian Renxue in that future timeline, Bibi Dong naturally wanted to take revenge on Sea God Tang San.
She just didn't know if Su Mo would be willing to help her!
"Forget it. Su Mo would need that kind of strength first. Without it, killing this Tang San is already quite impressive!"
Bibi Dong sighed inwardly. The Sea God Tang San from the future timeline was too powerful. She had little confidence, and she didn't have much faith in Su Mo either.
"Su Mo, dodge quickly!"
"And don't leave Tang San's body behind!"
Suddenly remembering something, Bibi Dong urgently warned Su Mo.
Having experienced Tang San's resurrection before, she feared he might be revived by someone later, so she urged Su Mo to eliminate all possibilities.
Buzz—
However, without needing Bibi Dong's prompting, Su Mo had already acted first, using the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud to store Tang San's body in its spatial storage.
After glancing up at Tang Hao, Su Mo didn't linger. With a flash, his figure vanished from the spot.
Boom—
Tang Hao's attack followed closely, slamming heavily into the arena.
Bang—
A massive roar shook the heavens and earth. The entire arena, and even the Spirit Hall plaza, cracked and shattered under Tang Hao's strike.
"Damn brat, come out!"
After smashing the arena and plaza, Tang Hao saw that Su Mo's figure had disappeared below, and even Tang San's body had been taken. He roared in fury.
But by then, Su Mo had long since left with Tang San's corpse.
However, Su Mo didn't leave entirely. He appeared in another part of Spirit City, used the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud to cloak himself in invisibility, and then quietly teleported back.
Su Mo had tested it before: in the invisible state of the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, no one could detect his teleportation destination.
He was worried that Tang Hao, in his rage, might vent his anger on Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, or Ning Fengzhi, so he teleported back silently.
If that happened, Su Mo was prepared to teleport them away too.
"Tang Hao, you've gone too far!"
Just as Su Mo returned, he saw Pope Bibi Dong step forward in anger.
The Spirit Hall plaza had been destroyed, damaging the dignity of Spirit Hall, forcing Pope Bibi Dong to intervene.
In his fury, Tang Hao nearly swung his hammer at Pope Bibi Dong when he saw her step out.
But despite his anger, Tang Hao was the type who could endure immensely.
Back when Ah Yin was forced to sacrifice herself, he'd had the chance to personally kill Qian Xunji for revenge but held back.
That was because he didn't want to implicate his sect.
Now, seeing Pope Bibi Dong step forward, Tang Hao forcibly suppressed his grief and rage, put away his Haotian Hammer, gave a cold glance at the members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and turned to leave.
He knew if he didn't leave now, he wouldn't be able to.
He still needed to stay alive to seek revenge!
If he left, Ah Yin would have no one to keep her company.
Facing Tang Hao, who had unleashed the divine skill Great Xumi Hammer Ring Explosion, no one dared to stop him. They could only watch as he departed.
The clash between Shrek's Golden Iron Triangle and Bone Douluo had already ceased.
"Why?"
"Why did you let Su Mo kill Tang San?"
"Did Tang San have a grudge with Su Mo?"
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang, his eyes bloodshot, furiously questioned Ning Fengzhi and the others.
"Didn't you hear what I said earlier?"
"Tang Hao was allowed to try to kill Su Mo, but Su Mo isn't allowed to kill his son?"
Sword Douluo gave Yu Xiaogang a cold glance in response.
"But it was Tang Hao who wanted to kill Su Mo, not Tang San! Why didn't he take revenge on Tang Hao instead of Tang San? What did Tang San do wrong?"
Yu Xiaogang still couldn't accept the reality of Tang San's death, roaring hysterically.
Tang San was the one he had personally trained, his proof of worth.
This masterpiece hadn't yet delivered a perfect result—how could it be destroyed like this!
"Then what did Su Mo do wrong?"
Ning Fengzhi shot Yu Xiaogang a disdainful look, coldly retorting.
"..."
Faced with Ning Fengzhi's words, Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth but was rendered speechless.
"Tang San was just your student, not your son. There's no need for you to be this furious, Master!"
"Or are you saying Shrek Academy wants to make an enemy of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at Yu Xiaogang with cold eyes, as if daring him to admit enmity with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and prepare for the consequences.
"Sect Leader Ning misunderstands. Shrek Academy absolutely has no such intention!"
Flender, startled by this, quickly stepped in to smooth things over.
Though he was also angry and saddened by Tang San's tragic death, he didn't want to drag the entire Shrek Academy down with him.
...
(End of Chapter)
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