Hearing this voice, Tang San's entire body trembled, and a look of joy surged into his eyes.
He subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, and sure enough, standing there was a figure he had been separated from for several years, a figure both incredibly familiar and incredibly strange.
"That voice is… my dad?"
Yes, this person was none other than Tang San's father, Tang Hao!
It was natural to call him familiar because he was Tang San's father.
And strange, because the aura surging from his father's body at this moment was completely different from the image of the gloomy man who only drank in the blacksmith shop in Saint Spirit Village.
At this moment, Tang Hao was like a volcano about to erupt.
As he stepped in, one terrifying spirit ring after another rose from his body.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
A full nine spirit rings.
Like Poison Douluo, he was also a Titled Douluo.
However, the only difference was the last spirit ring!
That spirit ring, shimmering with a scarlet glow, was enough to awe everyone present.
Because that was a 100,000-year spirit ring that could only be condensed from a 100,000-year Spirit Beast!
Only a Spirit Master truly understood what the words '100,000-year spirit ring' meant.
So, the moment Dugu Bo saw that spirit ring light up, his expression immediately changed drastically.
"This is a 100,000-year spirit ring, how is that possible? How could you possess a 100,000-year spirit ring?!"
At this moment, as he exclaimed, he no longer stepped forward to attack.
Instead, he pulled his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, and tried to retreat.
However, by now, it was clearly too late for him to leave.
Tang Hao's figure, though starting later, arrived first. In just a blink of an eye, he was already three feet in front of him.
His Spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, appeared. At this moment, it seemed ordinary, yet with one swing, it struck down.
Then, a mournful cry from the Jade Phosphor Serpent was heard.
Dugu Bo was already knocked to the ground by Tang Hao.
The entire battle ended, and in Tang San's eyes, it even seemed somewhat absurd.
"My father… is actually this strong?"
"He's actually a Titled Douluo?!"
He had indeed heard Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang mention that his father was a Titled Douluo before.
But at the time, Tang San had only thought that Yu Xiaogang was deliberately trying to scare Dugu Bo, making him hesitant to act rashly.
He never expected that what the Grandmaster said was actually true.
It was precisely because of this that, seeing this scene, he was momentarily stunned in place.
However, this bewilderment only lasted for a moment.
A moment later.
Tang San also snapped back to reality. He was incredibly excited.
After his father, Tang Hao, released the restraints on him.
He didn't immediately reunite with his old man or exchange pleasantries.
Instead, he stepped forward, raised his foot, and began to fiercely stomp on Dugu Bo, who was lying on the ground.
As he stomped, he spoke, saying bitterly,
"As a senior in the Spirit Master's world, you are so heartless. I even knelt down and begged you just now, yet you weren't willing to leave me a way out. How can you be so vicious?"
"What's wrong? Weren't you very arrogant just now? Not speaking now, pretending to be mute now, huh?"
"So what if you're a Titled Douluo? I told you it was a chance to be my brother, to be my forgotten friend, I was looking up to you. You didn't cherish it, insisting on causing this situation.
How about it, are you regretting it now?
I'm telling you, it's useless to regret now!"
What does it mean for a small person to be smug?
At this moment, Tang San truly embodied these words to the fullest.
Looking down at Dugu Bo, he expected him to cry and beg for mercy like himself.
However, the other party was far more principled than him.
Hearing him speak like this, not only did he show no sign of yielding, but a cold sneer appeared on his lips, and he spat a mouthful of blood directly onto his face.
He said coldly,
"Pah!"
"If you want to kill me, then kill me, why waste so many words?"
"This old man, the dignified Poison Douluo, can die standing, but cannot live kneeling. Do you expect me to grovel like you? I tell you, impossible!"
"You…"
"Good, good, good, I didn't expect your old bones to be so hard."
"As expected of Poison Douluo, you truly have backbone."
Tang San, who was already smug, was suddenly spat on by Dugu Bo, and his anger was imaginable.
Looking down at the other party now, it was no exaggeration, he truly felt murderous intent.
He laughed in extreme anger, repeating 'good' three times.
This time, he no longer wasted words with him. Instead, he walked directly towards his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, who had also been subdued by Tang Hao.
"Tang San… you… what do you want to do?"
Watching him slowly approach.
Dugu Yan's delicate body, lying on the ground, couldn't help but tremble slightly.
And seeing Dugu Yan's appearance, a wicked smile couldn't help but appear on Tang San's face.
"What do you think I want to do?"
"Just now, I repeatedly begged for mercy, yet you still urged Dugu Bo to kill me, you were courting death!"
"This time, I will kill you right in front of your grandfather, Dugu Bo."
"I want to see if this unyielding Poison Douluo is truly as unbending as he claims."
After saying the last words, he spread his large hand, and his Spirit, the Blue Silver Grass, like chains, directly bound Dugu Yan's limbs, hanging her upside down in the air.
Seeing this scene.
Dugu Bo's expression finally changed, but before he could make any further moves.
Tang Hao, who had been silent since the beginning, suddenly spoke up and stopped him, saying,
"Tang San, don't act rashly."
Tang San heard him but didn't turn around. He thought his father disapproved of his actions and immediately waved his hand, explaining,
"Father, you don't need to persuade me anymore."
"From the moment he made me kneel and beg him, these grandfather and granddaughter were already courting death. Even if a Titled Douluo came, he wouldn't be able to save them!"
The future God King, Tang San, grew angrier the more he thought about it.
He spread his other hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer appeared.
He raised his hand, intending to give Dugu Yan a hammer blow first.
However, this time Tang Hao directly blocked his path, lowering his voice to warn him.
"This time, your father advises you not to spare them, but rather that the current situation is not suitable for you to act directly, otherwise it will be detrimental to your image in the eyes of outsiders."
"Outsider image? There are only four of us here right now, if Father doesn't speak, who would know?"
Hearing him say this, Tang San's first reaction was naturally confusion.
But this time, Tang Hao didn't explain anything further, he just reached out and pointed directly at the heavenly curtain above his head.
Tang San subconsciously looked up, and it was a good thing he did, for upon seeing it, the expression on his face couldn't help but turn pale.
He then realized that, at some unknown point, his figure had actually appeared directly on the heavenly curtain.
Above the heavenly curtain, a line of large, gold-embossed characters was displayed—[This time's lucky audience member has been selected, Lucky Audience Member: Tang San]!
"Lucky audience member, I actually became the lucky audience member for this viewing?!"
"Among so many people on the Douluo Continent, I was actually chosen?"
Tang San was also stunned when he saw it.
However, what surged in his heart at this moment was not joy, but rather some lingering fear.
After coming to his senses, his voice trembling slightly, he immediately turned and asked his father again,
"Dad…"
"When exactly did this lucky audience selection begin?"
Tang Hao: "It appeared when you were begging Dugu Bo earlier."
"Damn it!"
"Then that means my actions just now were seen by everyone?!"
Tang San was greatly alarmed upon hearing this, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
At this moment, he suddenly understood his master, Yu Xiaogang, and even felt a sense of camaraderie.