This time, the Haotian Sect sent several Soul Emperor-level disciples, led by Tang Hao, to participate in the competition in order to revive the Haotian Sect's glory.

The Haotian Sect has been in seclusion for many years. Nowadays, people only know about the Body Sect, but they don’t know that the Haotian Sect was once the number one sect in the world.

This is a huge shame and humiliation for the arrogant disciples of Haotian Sect!
In this competition, they want to let the world know that the Haotian Sect is still the invincible existence!

Upon learning that Wang Dong'er was humiliated, Tang Hao became even more furious and wished he could tear Han Yu into pieces immediately.

Wang Dong'er looked at the furious Tang Hao, and a cunning light flashed in her eyes.

She thought to herself: Let big brother Tang Hao try it out first. If it doesn’t work, let big uncle and second uncle take action.

Although Han Yu was a bastard, one had to admit that he was very strong and Brother Tang Hao might not be able to beat him.

But it doesn’t matter, the eldest and second uncles are here, I don’t believe that we can’t deal with him!

Wang Dong'er was secretly proud of herself, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She pointed her slender finger in a direction not far away and said to Tang Hao beside her:
"Brother Tang Hao, that is Han Yu."

Tang Hao looked in the direction of Wang Dong'er's finger and his eyes were fixed on Han Yu.

Suddenly, Han Yu felt a hostile gaze falling on him, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, Dong'er, just look after your big brother Tang Hao."

Tang Hao patted his chest, sneered, then stood up and strode towards Han Yu's table.

"Young Master, do you want to?"

Long Aotian also noticed Tang Hao's unfriendly gaze and was about to stand up, but was stopped by Han Yu.

“Brother Aotian, don’t be anxious. This is the Sun Moon Empire. If someone causes trouble, someone will come forward.”

A smile appeared on Han Yu's lips, and his expression was calm, as if everything was under his control.

As he spoke, he turned and waved to the servant standing beside him, motioning him to come over, then he took out a badge engraved with a toad pattern from his arms.

The servant walked quickly to Han Yu, bent down and lowered his head. Han Yu handed him the badge and whispered a few words to him.

The servant reached out to take the badge, nodded to show that he understood, and then hurried towards the soul guide elevator.

After watching the servant leave, Han Yu picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and looked calm.

After doing all this, Tang Hao also came to Han Yu.

"Oh!"

Tang Hao walked to the table, clenched his right fist, and slammed the table in front of everyone. Immediately, the metal table top was cracked with a loud noise. The teacup was shaken to the ground and tea splashed everywhere.

The sudden loud noise startled the diners around and they all turned to look over here.

Tang Hao's eyes were full of provocation. He deliberately scanned the area and finally stopped at Han Yu. He said arrogantly, "You are Han Yu."

Han Yu put down the teacup, raised her head, and looked at Tang Hao calmly, not at all flustered by his actions.

Long Aotian frowned, stood up suddenly, stood in front of Han Yu, glared at Tang Hao, and said in a cold voice:

"I don't even dare to speak so loudly to the young master. Who are you to be so rude?"

You have to know that he is Long Aotian, who has always been arrogant and never takes anyone seriously, but he respects Han Yu and will never allow anyone to disrespect Han Yu.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Long Aotian took a step forward, his tall body emitting a strong sense of oppression, staring at Tang Hao.

Long Aotian and Tang Hao are both quite tall. The confrontation between the two of them, with swords drawn and full of gunpowder, immediately attracted a group of onlookers.

“Isn’t this Long Aotian from the Snow Demon Sect who was killing everyone in the match this morning?”

"It looks like someone is looking for trouble with them?"

"Who is he, does anyone know?"

"I know, it seems to be called something like Ritian Sect, and this guy is their captain."

“There’s something good to watch”

The crowd watching was talking, pointing, and whispering to this side, with a look of enjoying the show on their faces.

Tang Hao ignored Long Aotian. His eyes were still fixed on Han Yu. He asked arrogantly:

"I'm asking you a question. Are you deaf?"

Han Yu slowly raised his head, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth:

"Are you talking to me?"

Tang Hao laughed in anger: "Is there anyone else here besides you?"

brush!
He was about to continue his mockery when he suddenly felt a flash before his eyes and Han Yu's figure disappeared from the spot.

Tang Hao was startled, and before he could react, he felt a powerful force hitting his abdomen hard.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Tang Hao's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and hit a seat in the distance heavily.

"Crack! Click!"

Those hard seats were instantly shattered into pieces under Tang Hao's huge impact force, wood chips flew everywhere, and smoke and dust filled the air.

Tang Hao curled up on the ground in agony, groaning in pain.

He struggled to get up, but found that his body seemed to be falling apart and he could not move it at all.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Han Yu, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.

Han Yu still stood there, as if he had never moved.

He clapped his hands and said calmly:

"You are too weak to withstand a single blow."

It happened in a flash. From the time Han Yu stood up to the time Tang Hao fell to the ground, only one or two breaths passed.

Everyone only saw that Tang Hao's mouth was still moving. Han Yu's figure flashed, and the next second, Tang Hao flew backwards, and the surrounding tables and chairs turned into powder in an instant.

The sounds of dishes breaking and tables and chairs collapsing mixed together, wood chips and porcelain pieces flew everywhere, and the people around were frightened and stepped back to avoid the noise.

Then they could only see lightning coming out of Han Yu's body, and the next moment, Tang Hao, who was still talking nonsense, flew out.

Tang Hao's body drew a parabola in the air and fell heavily to the ground several feet away.

There was a loud "bang" and the ground seemed to shake. Tang Hao lay on the ground, his body squirming constantly like a maggot, and he didn't get up for a long time.

"How is that possible? I am a Soul Saint. How can he be so fast?"

Tang Hao couldn't help but doubt his life at this moment. He originally thought that his strength as a Soul Saint should be among the top few in this competition.

Even if some of them were at the same level as him, being Soul Sages, he did not take others seriously.

After all, he was born in the Haotian Sect.

What is the value of the three words "Haotian Sect"?

But, right now, he, an elite disciple from the Haotian Sect, was killed instantly by someone who looked younger than him.

How could he accept this?

"No, I can't fall here and lose face for the sect."

He forced himself to get up, but found that his whole body was sore and he had no strength at all.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Han Yu who was standing not far away, his eyes full of disbelief and humiliation.

'Impossible, he must have used some kind of sleight of hand.'

'Maybe he had been hiding in the dark for a long time. ''He sneaked up on me when I was not prepared, and then succeeded in the sneak attack.'

Tang Hao couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Even if Han Yu is a Soul Saint, according to Soul Master's theory, no one can reach this speed.

As for what you said about Han Yu being a Contra?

Do not make jokes.

If Han Yu was a Contra, he would eat the table he broke on the spot.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his surging blood. With the circulation of soul power, the injuries in his body were temporarily curbed.

He dusted himself off, pointed at Han Yu's nose, and roared:
"Boy, I was careless just now. You actually dared to attack me by surprise."

"I'm going to let you experience the consequences of angering me."

If at the beginning, Tang Hao came to cause trouble for Han Yu because of Wang Dong'er.

Now, I am really pissed off.

A large group of people around me were pointing fingers at me and talking about me if I didn't get back at them.

Where will the Haotian Sect’s reputation be placed in the future?

"what--!"

Tang Hao roared, and powerful soul power fluctuations burst out from his body. Two yellow, two purple, and three black, a total of seven soul rings rose from under his feet, like seven halos, surrounding his body.

The air around them seemed to be vibrating, and powerful soul power fluctuations spread in all directions, making everyone's clothes rustle.

Tang Hao slowly stretched out his right hand, and a hammer flashing with lightning appeared in his hand.

The hammer is completely black, with intricate patterns carved on the hammer head, exuding an ancient and majestic atmosphere.

Lightning jumped on the hammer, making crackling sounds, as if it contained the power to destroy the world.

Tang Hao grasped the handle of the hammer, and the hammer, which was originally only the size of a palm, suddenly expanded and turned into a giant hammer twice the size of a human head in the blink of an eye.

"Haotian Hammer!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, recognizing the martial spirit in Tang Hao's hand.

The crowd suddenly became agitated. The people of the Sun-Moon Empire might not be aware of the power of the Clear Sky Hammer, but the people from the Three Douluo Kingdoms all had a changed look on their faces, their eyes filled with shock and awe.

Clear Sky Hammer, the world's number one weapon spirit and the symbol of Clear Sky Sect, represents supreme power and glory.

They never imagined that the Haotian Sect, which was said to have been hidden from the world for a long time, would actually appear here.

"Is he really a disciple of the Haotian Sect?"

"Didn't they say that the Haotian Sect had long been in seclusion and no longer concerned with worldly affairs?"

"Could it be that the Ritian Sect is just a pseudonym for the Haotian Sect?"

"Haotian. Ritian. Right, these two names are indeed very similar!"

Everyone suddenly understood, and looked at Tang Hao with awe and admiration.

Tang Hao enjoyed the flattery from everyone very much, with a hint of pride on his face.

He raised the Clear Sky Hammer high, pointed it at Han Yu opposite him, and said loudly:

"Since you have recognized me, I will not pretend anymore."

"My name is Tang Hao, the eldest disciple of Haotian Sect, and a seven-ringed soul saint!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hao waved the Clear Sky Hammer and turned into a black whirlwind, sweeping towards Han Yu.

Although he enjoyed everyone's flattery, Tang Hao did not forget the purpose of his trip. He came here today to teach Han Yu a lesson.

The reason why he was ambushed just now was entirely because he did not use his soul power and martial soul.

"Chaos cloak hammering technique!"

Tang Hao shouted loudly, raised the huge hammer in his hand suddenly upwards, jumped high, and the next moment he smashed towards Han Yu.

The giant hammer was flashing with lightning, and when Tang Hao swung it, the air around it seemed to stagnate.

Han Yu watched the huge hammer quickly enlarge itself in his eyes, without any panic in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, and the air around him seemed to be sucked into his lungs. The green robe on his body rustled in the wind.

Under this momentum, the bluestone slab under his feet actually began to crack.

He slowly stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist. Visible circles of soul power fluctuations, like water waves, rippled on his fist, emitting a bright light.

Then, his eyes focused, and he rushed forward towards the Clear Sky Hammer that was smashing down with a tremendous force.

"No way, catching the Clear Sky Hammer with bare hands."

A thought flashed through everyone's mind and their eyes widened, afraid of missing something.

The air around the ring seemed to freeze at this moment, and you could hear a pin drop.

The next moment, Han Yu roared, "Boiling Escape, unparalleled strange power."

His originally white fist, at this moment, turned red as blood, like magma, emitting a terrifyingly high temperature.

The surrounding air began to distort under this high temperature.

His fist was filled with strong soul power fluctuations, and he hit the Clear Sky Hammer fiercely.

"stop!"

At this moment, an old and majestic shout suddenly rang out.

The sound was like rolling thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a short and fat old man in a white robe flying towards them from a distance, with an anxious look on his face.

However, it was too late.

Both of them have already used all their strength. If they stop now, there will be no benefit except injury. However, neither of them has any intention of stopping.

Tang Hao looked at Han Yu's incoming fist, a hint of disdain flashed across his lips:
"You are so naive. You are resisting my martial spirit with your mere flesh and blood."

"That's perfect. As payment for bullying Dong'er, I will cripple your hands first."

A smug smile appeared on Tang Hao's face, as if he had seen Han Yu's miserable scene of colliding with his Clear Sky Hammer and then having his arm broken by the Clear Sky Hammer.

The corners of Han Yu's mouth rose slightly, and the soul power fluctuations in his fist became stronger. He glanced at Niu Tian and Titan not far away from the corner of his eye.

boom!
Under the shocked gazes of the two men, the huge Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand was directly blasted into a huge hole by Han Yu's fiery red fist.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Hao's face changed and a sweet feeling came from his throat.

"Puff puff--!"

Three consecutive mouthfuls of blood, each of which was more than three feet long, splashed in the air, shining with a strange red light.

"Rat!"

The martial soul was damaged, and Tang Hao, as the host, naturally suffered the backlash.

At the moment of breaking, the Clear Sky Hammer disappeared into his hand, and Tang Hao fell into a coma.

Niu Tian and Tai Tan's faces changed and they quickly came to Tang Hao's side. Niu Tian hugged him directly and sent out a trace of soul power.

Then, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked towards Han Yu in an instant - (End of this chapter)