Douluo: My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry

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Having been chased by the Spirit Hall for so many years.

Having hidden in a small, broken place like Holy Spirit Village for so many years.

The current Tang Hao has long become increasingly sensitive and suspicious.

— He really doesn't dare to trust others casually anymore!

"Damn Spirit Hall, damn Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect…"

"And that damn Zhuge Lan."

"Just wait, when my little San grows up."

"These debts."

"Our father and son will settle them with you one by one!"

"Huff — Huff —"

Tang Hao gasped heavily.

His already somewhat broken body now creaked like an old bellows.

But he finally managed to get through it!

After being stimulated for such a long time.

He finally eased up a little — it's not that he wasn't so impulsive, but he gradually adapted.

"Small impatience ruins great plans."

"Fortunately, fortunately, I finally endured it!"

Tang Hao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, his mood finally calming down.

Although he was still suffering.

As long as he didn't expose his identity and didn't affect his later plans.

Then suffering a little was nothing —

Anyway, he had endured enough pain over the years.

It didn't matter at all!

However…

At this time, Tang Hao's resentment towards the Spirit Hall, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Zhuge Lan became heavier and heavier.

He even resented the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, which had been silent all along.

Although Tang San had transmigrated — physically he was Tang Hao's son.

It was difficult to determine in spirit.

But it must be said that this pair of father and son were truly passed down in the same vein to some extent.

When encountering problems.

They never suspected themselves first.

But suspected others — and then suspected the world.

However.

Tang Hao's resentment towards others was okay.

He just thought about it in his heart, and there was no possibility of exposure.

But his resentment towards Zhuge Lan.

Had truly turned into substance — constantly leaping in front of Zhuge Lan.

[Emotion points + 23333]

[Emotion points + 751414]

[Emotion points + 999999]

Tang Hao's strength was not weak.

And now, driven by this song 'Breaking Cocoon', his spirit, energy, and essence had reached their peak.

Although he consumed a lot under self-suppression.

He still brought considerable emotion points to Zhuge Lan.

I just don't know —

If Tang Hao understood that the more depressed and resentful he was here.

The greater the improvement it brought to Zhuge Lan.

What kind of expression would he have?

— Anyway, Zhuge Lan was quite happy!

Looking at the constantly leaping emotion points on the screen.

Zhuge Lan felt a slight smugness in his heart.

Sure enough!

Although the song 'Breaking Cocoon' had penetrated deep into the bones of the entire Douluo Continent.

It could easily arouse their emotions.

But this influence.

Was greatest for Tang Hao!

After all —

The saying of 'bgm War God' can be said to have been spread far and wide!

"Hehe —"

"You're very excited in your heart, right?"

"Suppressing this excitement must not be easy, right?"

Zhuge Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

His eyes scanned the black-clothed man who was still trembling again.

And he also felt a burst of laughter in his heart —

He had already been so aggrieved.

But he could still endure it?

This didn't seem like the famous — Clear Sky Douluo, who was not afraid of anything and dared to wave his hammer at the Pope!

Was it because he didn't want to expose himself?

It seemed that he cared about Tang San very much!

Sure enough…

When a strong person has a weakness.

It will be difficult to restore the domineering spirit of the past!

I just don't know how this old fellow should face the fact that the soul of his son, whom he has always cherished, comes from the outside world.

It is estimated that it will be very interesting, right?

"He really can endure it, obviously the emotion points have been brushed to this level."

"But he still remains silent."

"He doesn't even show any signs of leaving."

"This Clear Sky Douluo is too confident in himself, right?"

"Tsk tsk —"

"This won't do!"

"Excessive arrogance is conceit — obviously Qian Xunji died like this at the beginning, but this guy doesn't learn a lesson from his enemies."

"Forget it, forget it…"

"For the sake of little brat, cough cough, for the sake of Tang San, I will teach you this principle today."

"You are very good at enduring, right? Then I will add another fire!"

Zhuge Lan instantly had another plan in his heart.

But on the surface, his expression remained unchanged.

He was still singing ecstatically, seemingly completely immersed in the song.

Very invested.

Letting the tune of this 'Breaking Cocoon' reach a climax.

Bringing a deeper impact.

"Very strong, but I can still endure it!"

Tang Hao shouted softly — he always felt that that kid was doing it on purpose.

But there wasn't much doubt in his heart.

After all, he had never exposed his identity.

Although this Zhuge Lan was Tang San's classmate.

But he hadn't mentioned it to Little San.

He absolutely had no way of knowing!

Not to mention, under the circumstances that they hadn't even met once — he could sing a song that resonated with him so much.

Otherwise, it would be too Arabian Nights!

"I can continue to endure it, this song is already halfway through, and I have adapted to the previous tune a lot."

"The remaining songs can never have this effect again."

"It's almost over…"

Tang Hao hadn't finished cheering himself up in his heart.

And Zhuge Lan on the stage was still singing.

As Tang Hao said.

This song was already halfway through — and even repeated the previous tune.

But this repetition was only a repetition of the tune.

But not a repetition of the lyrics.

The meaning of 'Breaking Cocoon' has reached another realm —

"Left hammer protecting the grass in the right hand."

"The twin flames of spirit are unsheathed."

"Find life in desperation, counter every move."

"Puff —"

Hearing this lyric.

Several people present couldn't hold back instantly, and heavily spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Especially Tang Hao.

Originally, he couldn't help it a little.

He barely maintained the calm on the surface by forcibly using his years of tolerance to pain.

— It can be said that he had exhausted his energy.

But hearing this lyric, Tang Hao's mind shook violently.

Only one thought hovered in his mind —

"How is this possible? !"

"Left hand hammer, right hand grass, Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass? Could it be Little San…"

"What exactly does he mean by this?"

"Could it be that he discovered the secret of Little San's twin martial spirits!"

"No, this is simply impossible."

"If the Clear Sky Hammer is exposed, then the Spirit Hall's search will definitely follow closely."

"Heaven Dou City will definitely not be as calm as it is now."

"More importantly…"

Tang Hao's thoughts were surging, and his mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts.

But he still found the key point.

What was mentioned here was not only the hammer in the left hand and the grass in the right hand.

Needless to say, using the hammer to protect the grass.

Using the Clear Sky Hammer to guard the Blue Silver Grass — this was his lifelong belief.

It was also the biggest entrustment he had given to Little San in his early years.

How could the other party know?

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