Douluo: I became Tang San’s father.

Chapter 93 The Competition Ends
Next, Qian Daoliu started his speech.

His speech seemed to have a hypnotic effect. Tang Hao yawned and felt like sleeping.

He hugged Gu Yuena's slender waist and glanced at several people next to Qian Daoliu, two of whom he knew.

These two people were none other than Lion Douluo and Qian Xunji, and he had even developed a grudge against these two guys.

The boy whose left eye was covered with ice and snow, and who was qualified to sit on the VIP throne, should be Light Ling Douluo.

The purple-haired little girl standing behind Qian Xunji looked about the same age as Anzi, probably Bibi Dong.

It's the last little blond girl. Who is this?

Thinking of this, Tang Hao used his divine power to send a message, "Father, who is that little golden-haired girl?"

Tang Tian sent a message: "Why are you asking this? It is said that she is the daughter of the Holy Son Qian Xunji, and her name is Qian Renxue."

"This girl's name is Qian Renxue?" Tang Hao's expression became strange.

Did he remember that Qian Xunji was born not just Bibi Dong but Qian Renxue?
Why did it happen so far in advance, causing a butterfly effect?
Qian Xunji found another woman and gave birth to Qian Renxue?

Or... Qian Daoliu grew stronger, regained his glory, found another woman, and gave birth to Qian Renxue?
I'm just embarrassed to say that Qian Renxue was born to him, so he lied to outsiders that she was Qian Xunji's daughter?
Tang Hao found that he had guessed the answer.

Qian Daoliu had finished his speech. He raised his right hand slightly, and a token floated in the air.

There is only one pattern on each token, which is a human-shaped angel.

The angel occupies half of the entire token, and there seems to be another pattern waiting to be added below.

Qian Xunji's voice was a bit like Yueguan, rather feminine, "This is the papal decree that will be issued by the Pope. The holder of this decree will have the same status as a titled Douluo elder."

"There is only one angel pattern on it, and the remaining three patterns will be selected from the new upper three sects."

"At the same time, the martial souls of the three upper sects will also be engraved on the six walls of Wuhun City and made into reliefs to demonstrate their unparalleled status in the soul master world."

"The rules of the sect competition are very simple. Each sect can send three representatives to decide the winner in a round-robin format. A win will get one point. Finally, the seven major sects will be ranked according to the points."

Hu Yankuang, the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, said respectfully: "May I ask His Highness the Holy Son, if the game is lost or drawn, how will the points be calculated?"

Qianxunji said calmly: "If you lose a game or draw a game, no points will be counted. Representatives who have played at the same time can continue to play in the second round."

After hearing his words, Hu Yankuang went straight to the center of the ring, and Tuoba Kun of the Holy Dragon Sect met him.

The sect leaders of the two major sects were both strong Contra warriors, and the audience watched with gusto. After all, a showdown of this level was rare.

However, among the people on the VIP throne, except for the weak Qibao Glazed Sect, almost no one looked down on their petty quarrel.

The game ended soon, and Hu Yankuang won and gained a few points.

Next, each sect representative came on stage.

The lower four sects saw that the Qibao Glazed Sect did not have a titled Douluo, and they all tried their best to win the position of the upper three sects.

It's a pity that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although the Qibao Glazed Sect does not have a titled Douluo, there are quite a few powerful high-level Contras.

The next four cases were all eliminated.

In the end, the three upper sects fell into the hands of Haotian Sect, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and Qibao Glazed Sect.

Ning Dabao was relieved to be able to keep his position in the top three sects this time. How could he dare to expect anything else? He wisely chose to abstain.

The people present were not surprised by this, and no one said anything.

Qian Daoliu said: "In this case, the No. 1 sect in the world will be competed by the Haotian Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. You can each send three people to fight one on one."

boom--

The finals finally came, and the soul masters in the audience cheered, jumped for joy, and shouted loudly for the sect they supported.

A white-haired old man from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was the first to step onto the huge arena and shouted: "Who from the Haotian Sect will challenge?"

Tang Hao took a look at the white-haired old man and said secretly: "Who is this? Why does it feel like he is about to be buried?"

Tang Tian twitched the corner of his mouth and said through the voice: "This is the supreme elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family. His name is Yu Ganluo, a ninety-two-level titled Douluo. He is an old man over a hundred years old and suffered many injuries when he was young. , it’s true that he is about to be buried.”

"Father, let me go up and play." Tang Hao stretched and walked straight to the ring.

"Don't kill me," Tang Tian warned.

"rest assured!"

Their voices were unabashed.

Qian Daoliu cast a curious look.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect frowned, and became even more furious when he saw that the person on the stage was just a young man.

Yu Yuanzhen looked angry, "Tang Tian, ​​you actually let your son play, you are not looking down upon our Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family!"

"Old Long, my son is the strongest person in our Haotian Sect. Letting him appear has already given you great importance."

Tang Tian smiled slightly, the entire sect, not to mention him, the two supreme elders, and even Tang Chen might not be the opponent of this boy when he returns.

Although it feels uncomfortable to be beaten by his son, is it not a capital to show off?

Ning Dabao and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other and felt that Tang Tian was crazy and treating the sect competition as child's play.

"Are you kidding? If my second uncle accidentally kills you later, don't blame me!"

Yu Yuanzhen was shocked at first, and then became furious, feeling that Tang Tian was playing tricks on him.

Qian Daoliu shook his head. After Tang Chen left, his son was really not very reliable. He actually sent a teenage child to fight. He was afraid that the No. 1 sect in the world would change hands due to carelessness.

How many levels of soul power can a thirteen or fourteen year old child have?

In the entire soul master world, even if there is only one genius among ten thousand, level 30 or above is considered very high.

In a huge arena with a diameter of more than a few hundred meters, Tang Hao and Yu Ganluo stood on the left and right, with the distance between them about fifty meters.

When Yuganluo saw a child walking up, he frowned and said, "Junior, this is not your place to play. Get down quickly, I'm worried that I won't be able to hold back!"

"That's so verbose."

Tang Hao curled his lips, but there was no need for his martial soul to come out. Eight blood-red soul rings rose from his feet. A burst of coercion was released, and Yu Ganluo felt that his bones and internal organs were being squeezed continuously. He instantly fell to his knees in pain.

There were even huge cracks in the ring he was standing on.

boom--

The audience and those on the VIP seats all stood up.

"Eight hundred thousand year soul rings, how is this possible?!" Qian Daoliu was dumbfounded. At this moment, he even ignored that Tang Hao was only a teenager and had a strength of more than eighty levels.

Compared with his age, his soul ring configuration is unparalleled.

He clearly saw that Tang Hao had not participated in the divine examination, but he had such a soul ring configuration. Even if he had twin martial souls, it would be too unbelievable!
"Hahaha, did you see it, Old Long? This is my son. He is a teenager, level eighty-four, not bad." Tang Tian laughed, feeling indescribably happy in his heart.

What a good boy, even though he didn’t show the true color of the soul ring, he still looked good on me!

Yu Yuanzhen was stunned for a long time, and then sighed: "Monster, I have never seen such a monster!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt an indescribable emotion. They felt that with Tang Hao in front of them in this life, everyone else, no matter how talented they were, had become a green foil.

The fierce light in Qian Xunji's eyes flashed away, and his soul power sent a message: "Father, should we kill this Tang Hao? He is too great a threat to Wuhun Palace."

Qian Daoliu became angry and shouted through the voice: "Idiot, Tang Hao's potential is too high. His coercion alone can make a titled Douluo collapse to the ground. His strength is quite terrifying. If we don't kill him, Because of this, Wuhun Palace may be destroyed in the future, so don’t do such stupid things!”

Qian Xunji clenched his fists and looked ugly. Ever since he gave birth to Qian Renxue, his father's love for him was not as good as before. This time, he even yelled at him.

Fortunately, no one noticed his expression, and everyone present was still immersed in the shock of the soul ring.

Ning Dabao asked: "Tang Tian, ​​how old are these hundred thousand year soul rings with golden patterns?"

The rest of the people also turned their attention to Tang Tian, ​​obviously very curious about this kind of soul ring they had never seen before.

Tang Tian hesitated for a moment and said nothing.

This is his son's own business, and he will not reveal his son's details just to show off.

Qian Daoliu looked like he hated iron but could not make steel. He glared at Qian Xunji, and then said sadly: "A titled Douluo who can suppress the strength of more than eighty levels cannot move."

"These red soul rings with golden patterns, if you guessed it correctly, are ferocious beast soul rings that are more than two hundred thousand years old, and their age is even higher than those of one hundred thousand year soul rings. This boy has the qualifications to become a god, Tang Chen I have a good grandson~”

"hiss--"

The major forces took a breath of cold air. They were older than a hundred thousand years, and the ferocious beast soul rings had seen a lot of time.

Yu Xiaoan's eyes shone brightly. She took out a small notebook from somewhere and wrote down the spirit rings of ferocious beasts that were more than 200,000 years old.

He was ridiculed the day before yesterday and decisively gave up the path of becoming a soul master. Instead, he made up his mind and began to study the theory of martial arts.

Since he cannot become a powerful soul master, then he will become a theoretical master respected by everyone in the soul master world!

At this time, Tang Hao walked straight down the ring.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect knew that it was impossible to defeat the Haotian Sect with high-end combat power, so they decisively abstained.

"Congratulations to the Qibao Glazed Sect, the Blue Lightning King Dragon Sect, and the Haotian Sect for winning the title of the top three sects. The Haotian Sect is the best sect in the world, and it is well deserved." Qian Daoliu's voice sounded.

“Bah bang bang—” The scene suddenly burst into applause.

Qian Daoliu announced the ranking of the seven major sects. From top to bottom they are: Haotian Sect, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Qibao Glazed Sect, Elephant Armor Sect, Holy Dragon Sect, Wind Sword Sect, and Black Tiger Sect.

At this moment, the sect competition officially came to an end.

Qian Daoliu glanced at Tang Hao, pondered for a moment, and said, "This little friend Tang Hao, can you release your martial spirit and come out to have a look?"

Just now, he felt a powerful light element in Tang Hao. The Clear Sky Hammer did not have this attribute. He felt that Tang Hao might not have the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit, or... it was very possible that he was a twin martial spirit like Bibi Dong!

Tang Hao nodded. He actually leaked his aura on purpose, just to see if he could resonate with the Seraphim like some fan fiction protagonists, and create a martial soul fusion skill or something like that. As for the intention, it is just to play...

The bright phoenix martial spirit materialized, and the entire arena was illuminated by dazzling golden light.

At the same time, with the release of the martial soul, the soul ring just now rose under his feet.

The senior officials of Haotian Sect didn't say anything, but they knew that Tang Hao's second martial soul didn't have a soul ring attached to it at all.

"This is a phoenix, a phoenix with light attributes?" Qian Daoliu was slightly surprised. If it were an ordinary Phoenix spirit, he wouldn't be surprised. He has been in the spirit master world for so many years and has seen quite a lot of spirits. Although the Phoenix Martial Spirit is a top-level beast Martial Spirit, it is not as good as the Seraphim.

But this phoenix with light attributes seems to be higher than the seraphs in terms of light elements alone...

"Phoenix Martial Spirit?!"

The people at the scene, whether they were the princes of the two empires or the powerful men of other sects, all stared at the light and shadow of the phoenix in the air.

When Qian Daoliu saw him releasing the Phoenix Martial Spirit, the spirit rings under his feet also rose up. He was basically certain that Tang Hao was a twin spirit. It was no wonder that the first spirit ring just now was a hundred thousand years old.

This Tang Hao must know the cultivation method of twin martial souls.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu said: "Tang Tianxian nephew, why not stay in Wuhun City for a few more days, so that I can host a banquet for you."

Tang Tian shook his head: "Thank you Uncle Qian, but the sect is busy with affairs. I'm worried that something will go wrong with the sect, and I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Wuhun City for a long time."

Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment and said: "Forget it, little friend Tang Hao, you have cultivated to such an extent at such a young age. I have a disciple. Can you please stay in Wuhun Hall to teach me for a few days?"

Tang Hao asked: "May I ask who your disciple is?"

He remembered that Qian Daoliu didn't seem to have many disciples.

According to Qian Daoliu's status, if there is a disciple, the original one will definitely appear.

Did he die for some reason later?

"Dong'er, come here." Qian Daoliu waved.

The little girl with fair skin and pretty purple hair heard the call and walked towards him, "Teacher."

"This is my disciple Bibi Dong." Qian Daoliu introduced.

Tang Hao nodded slightly. He was calm on the surface, but there was a storm inside.

"How come Bibi Dong has thousands of Dao-style disciples?"

"This is wrong!"

"First, Qian Renxue was born early, and then Bibi Dong became a disciple of Qian Daoliu. This butterfly effect..."

What he didn't know was that Bibi Dong was originally going to be accepted as a disciple by Qian Xunji, but Qian Daoliu intercepted her at the critical moment.

Qian Xunji has enjoyed torturing girls since his two balls were useless. Although he has restrained himself a lot under his restraint, who knows what he will do to Bibi Dong after he accepts Bibi Dong as his disciple?

A good twin martial arts genius cannot be destroyed in the hands of a good-for-nothing son!
In this way, Qian Daoliu accepted Bibi Dong as his closed disciple and his only disciple.

Qian Daoliu smiled slightly: "Dong'er, this is the grandson of Grandpa's old friend. You can all think about it your own way. Call him Brother Tang Hao."

"Brother Tang Hao, hello."

Little Bibi Dong was very well-behaved and smiled sweetly.

(End of this chapter)