Douluo: My Martial Soul is Godzilla

"Is this the mountain gate of the Clear Sky Sect?"

Qian Jun and Jiang Mo looked at each other.

Qian Xunji had been severely injured and died. When Qian Daoliu went to the Clear Sky Sect to demand justice, he went alone.

As a result, they only had a rough idea of where the Clear Sky Sect was located.

Moreover, among the top three sects, the mountain gates of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect were both grand and majestic.

Who would've thought that the Clear Sky Sect's gate would be a small, shabby village?

At this moment, Tang Xiao's cold face was filled with anger.

Just now, he and Tang Hao had been teaching Tang San how to use the Xumi Hammer, when suddenly he sensed three powerful auras approaching the Clear Sky Sect.

Those three auras clearly belonged to Titled Douluo, which shocked Tang Xiao.

He kept wondering what their purpose was and rushed to the mountain gate. The moment he arrived, he saw that the village guarding the gate had been destroyed with a single blow.

For a moment, the wailing and screams all around him ignited Tang Xiao's fury.

The culprits were right in front of him, and judging by their attire, they were from the Spirit Hall.

Not to mention the hatred he held for them — they had forced Ah Yin to her death and pushed the Clear Sky Sect into seclusion for over ten years.

In recent times alone, Tang Hao had been forced to blow up his own rings, causing irreparable injuries and even losing his Titled Douluo strength. Tang Lieyang had been seriously injured, the marriage alliance with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had collapsed, and Ah Yin's spirit bone had been forcibly taken.

Now, they had come again — even more aggressively, and even to their doorstep.

Damn it!

What did Spirit Hall think of the Clear Sky Sect?

Tang Xiao's eyes turned red, and a monstrous killing intent erupted from his body. The terrifying soul power of a level-97 Titled Douluo was overwhelming, causing Qian Jun and Jiang Mo's faces to pale.

How could the Clear Sky Sect, which had been in hiding for over ten years, still have someone this strong?

That's him!

Xiaotian Douluo!

The two instantly realized Tang Xiao's identity.

After all, Tang Hao and others were well known to Spirit Hall. This unfamiliar powerhouse had to be Tang Xiao.

Although Qian Jun and Jiang Mo were confident in their own strength, Tang Xiao's soul power and martial spirit were far superior.

This wasn't some sparring match — this was life or death. They both knew they stood no chance against a level-97 Clear Sky Hammer.

Qian Jun Douluo forced a smile and bowed to the furious Tang Xiao.

"Xiaotian Douluo, we didn't mean any harm. We'll compensate for all the damages here."

"We're sorry."

He was answered by the descending Clear Sky Hammer and a loud roar.

"I forgive you!"

In a flash, Qian Jun Douluo was struck by Tang Xiao's hammer and blasted backward.

"Brother!"

Jiang Mo Douluo cried out anxiously.

But he had no time to check on Qian Jun, because Tang Xiao had already charged forward again.

The legendary Clear Sky Hammer faced off against the Panlong Staff. Even without using soul skills, Tang Xiao forced Jiang Mo to retreat step by step.

At that moment, a booming voice rang out from the distance.

"Tang Xiao, do you really think the two of us are afraid of you?"

Qian Jun Douluo, just sent flying, charged back with fury, brandishing the Panlong Staff as he rejoined the fight.

...

Amidst the ruins, Dugu Bo regained his human form and watched the Super Douluo battle above with interest.

"Hey, Brother Dugu, why are you here?"

Dugu Bo turned to the voice.

He saw Tang Lieyang looking at him in surprise.

"Don't even mention it. Those two bastards up there came for me."

"Damn it, they chased me all the way from Heaven Dou City to your place."

"If you didn't know better, you'd think I dug up their ancestors' graves!"

Dugu Bo spread his arms angrily.

As he moved, his wounds reopened, and bright red blood flowed out.

Tang Lieyang quickly stepped forward, took out a porcelain bottle, and carefully poured powder on the wounds while asking anxiously:

"Brother, were those two the ones who injured you?"

"Heh, don't even mention it. Those two bastards were too strong. I couldn't handle them."

Hearing that, Tang Lieyang's mouth twitched.

A level-93 Spirit Master, chased by two level-96s, fled over 300 miles and only suffered a few broken bones. And he sounded dissatisfied with himself.

If it were me, I wouldn't have made it ten miles before getting killed.

Dugu Bo looked around and noticed that four other Titled Douluo from the Tang family were gathered here. He couldn't help but ask in confusion:

"By the way, why aren't you helping your clan leader?"

Tang Lieyang pouted and replied helplessly:

"The clan leader won't let us. He said if Spirit Hall found out we had so many Titled Douluo, they'd target us again. Besides, he said he could beat those two fools to death on his own, so he doesn't need us at all."

"Oh, I see."

Dugu Bo nodded.

The situation on the battlefield had changed drastically. Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, who claimed they could handle most attacks short of Qian Daoliu himself, were being crushed by Tang Xiao.

As they fought, fear and panic grew in their hearts.

They had only known Clear Sky Douluo was incredibly powerful and had killed the level-95 Qianxunji after just becoming a Titled Douluo.

But no one told them Xiaotian Douluo was also this terrifying. Especially when he held the advantage — they were in real danger of dying.

Watching the two retreat in defeat, Dugu Bo smugly waved his fist and muttered:

"Kill them, kill them, go!"

Suddenly, two sharp glares came from behind.

Dugu Bo frowned, turned around, and saw Tang Hao and Tang San staring at him with hatred.

Unlike the other Titled Douluo, who were surrounded by allies, there was a visible emptiness around these two. No one wanted to go near them.

Moreover, Tang Hao no longer radiated the dominating aura he once had. His soul power was now only at the Spirit Saint level — barely worth mentioning.

As for Tang San beside him, Dugu Bo completely ignored him.

"Seems what Tang Lieyang said before was right. Tang Hao and his son really aren't welcome in the Clear Sky Sect," Dugu Bo thought to himself.

Then he met their eyes, smiled brightly, and thought:

"That rabbit stew tasted really good!"

"So tender and juicy—"

Tang San, who could lip-read, was instantly enraged. Just as he was about to charge, Tang Hao — face twisted in fury — stopped him.

"Hehehe—"

Watching his enemy lose their mind from anger, Dugu Bo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

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