Chapter 111: Throwing Dirty Water on Tang Hao
The great fighting arena was completely silent and fell into dead silence.

Everyone stared at the evil shadow on the fighting arena with dull eyes, and they all felt that their understanding of the world had been shattered.

A Soul Saint, and a Soul Saint who has activated his martial soul's true form, actually looks like a clown in front of the evil magician.

He jumped up and down, did nothing, and then fell down.

What’s even more shocking is that none of them understood how Flanders lost.

He was just looked at and then fell down.

Is it a mental attack? But what kind of mental attack has such a terrifying effect?

You should know that the soul power level declared by the strange magician is only level 46, just a soul master.

Luo Ling was still standing there quietly, his face invisible in the darkness.

His face was a little pale at this moment. After the fusion of his martial souls was dissolved, it was still a bit stressful to use mind deprivation on a soul saint like Flanders.

He was still holding Tang San's head. At this moment, Tang San no longer screamed. After the fusion of martial souls was dissolved, Luo Ling also released the control over Tang San's spirit body.

Now Tang San has been drained of his soul and mental strength and has fallen into a deep sleep.

But in the eyes of others, Tang San had been tortured to the point of passing out.

Luo Ling maintained his position and waited.

Flanders has been dealt with, and now he has to wait for Tang Hao to appear and plant the soul seed in him.

Although it is impossible for him to erode Tang Hao's soul with his current strength, as long as his strength continues to increase, Tang Hao will become his servant one day.

Below the fighting arena, Tang Hao stared at the strange wizard on the stage with bloodshot eyes. When he saw Tang San's miserable condition, he was ready to take action, but he didn't expect Flanders to make the first move.

He originally thought that Soul Saint could easily save Tang San, so he wouldn't have to reveal his identity, and could secretly get rid of the Weird Mage in the future to vent Tang San's anger.

But who could have thought that a Soul Saint was no match for the Evil Mage.

Tang Hao stared at Luo Ling intently, and a black hammer appeared in his hand. He no longer wanted to think about anything else. He just wanted to kill the strange wizard without a burial place.

On the fighting spirit stage, Luo Ling keenly sensed an extremely dangerous aura.

The next second, a wave of soul power filled with violent aura attacked from above his head.

Without any hesitation, the fourth soul skill, Dislocation Demonic Shadow, was activated.

Luo Ling's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

The pitch-black hammer smashed heavily on the fighting arena, smashing it into pieces.

The violent soul power blew away the spectators who were close to it.

In the VIP room, all the powerful men who were originally shocked by the strength of the strange magician now widened their eyes.

In the ruins, a figure slowly emerged from the dust, with a black hammer in his hand full of dominance.

Under the figure's feet, nine soul rings kept moving up and down, especially the last soul ring, which was bright red like blood.

A hundred thousand year soul ring!
"A hundred thousand year soul ring?"

"Is that a Titled Douluo?"

"That hammer spirit, is it the Clear Sky Hammer?"

Everyone in the VIP room started talking at once.

"Tang Hao." Ning Fengzhi looked at the dark shadow in the ruins with a solemn expression.

He turned around and said to Jian and Gu Douluo behind him: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, if the situation is not favorable to Luo Ling later, you must protect Luo Ling."

Ning Fengzhi said this, but the next second, a more terrifying aura appeared in another box, no less than Tang Hao in the ruins.

In the Great Soul Fighting Arena, everyone was shocked by the sudden appearance of the Titled Douluo.

While everyone's attention was drawn to Tang Hao, Luo Ling quietly released the Dark Abyss to isolate his own breath, and instantly recalled the Crow Shadow Puppet to complete the fusion of his martial souls.

Facing Tang Hao, the Titled Douluo, although Luo Ling was not afraid, he still had to remain vigilant. Tang Hao might really want to grind him to ashes.

Luo Ling smiled and looked at the unconscious Tang San in his hand. Since Tang Hao had been lured out, there was no need to hold him anymore.

He waved his hand and threw Tang San directly to Oscar who had escaped to the fighting arena.

Except for Ning Rongrong and Oscar, all the Shrek Seven Devils had their soul power sucked dry by Luo Ling in order to sustain such a high-intensity battle.

In the ruins, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Luo Ling abandon Tang San.

It was not until Oscar carried Tang San away that he turned his gaze back to the strange mage whose appearance he could not see clearly.

"It's a bit shameless for a Titled Douluo to attack a junior like me."

"Or are all the members of the Haotian Sect such rubbish?"

Luo Ling spoke before Tang Hao could speak first.

Every word he said exposed Tang Hao's identity and belittled the Haotian Sect.

He wanted to make Tang Hao fall into complete rage, then use the realm of the mind to detonate the other party's emotions, make Tang Hao lose control, and finally plant the soul seed.

Soul seeds cannot be planted at will. One's own soul power must be much greater than that of the other party, or the other party must be mentally confused in order to complete parasitism.

"You little brat, how can we, the Haotian Sect, tolerate your slanderous remarks when we do things?"

Tang Hao suppressed his anger. Now that Tang San had been taken away, it would be best if he had nothing to do with Tang San.

"Really? So the Haotian Sect thinks it's normal to randomly attack a junior?"

"Could it be that all those geniuses who disappeared and died inexplicably on the continent were assassinated by your Haotian Sect?"

Luo Ling was shrouded in darkness and continued to speak unceremoniously.

"You little bastard! How dare you slander my Haotian Sect!"

Tang Hao roared in intolerance, the blame cannot be put on the Haotian Sect, as the sect has already been closed.

If the infamy of assassinating geniuses from other forces is confirmed, I'm afraid many forces will have to unite to condemn him.

Facing Tang Hao's roar, Luo Ling continued to do as he pleased.

"Oh yes, I remember that Haotian Douluo was expelled from Haotian Sect many years ago."

"Could it be that at that time, the Haotian Sect had already made preparations and deliberately expelled you from the mountain gate, in fact, to send you to assassinate the geniuses of other forces."

Luo Ling slowly made up a lie, with a hint of sudden enlightenment in his tone.

He looked at Tang Hao quietly. He knew that Tang Hao didn't want to expose his relationship with Tang San.

Since he didn't want to expose his relationship with Tang San, he couldn't explain why he wanted to attack him.

He could use this to deliberately slander the Haotian Sect and Tang Hao for assassinating a genius.

Tang Hao had no way of explaining why he wanted to hide the secret from Tang San, and he could only bear the stigma of being an assassin of genius.

There are many powerful people present. How many geniuses died in accidents?

In the eyes of these forces, Tang Hao did not explain and was considered to have something to hide.

But even so, there are still doubts. Why did Tang Hao take action in public?
This cannot be explained, and Luo Ling does not need an explanation.

Those people from big powers would have some doubts, but there were mostly ordinary soul masters at the scene.

As long as someone believes it and spreads it, the infamy will be unavoidable.

Tang Hao could not change the public opinion at the scene and could only feel helpless and furious.

It was easy for Luo Ling to control a reckless man.

(End of this chapter)