Martial Soul: Luo Sanpao, Starting by Conquering Liu Erlong!

However, the more Tang San begged and pleaded, the angrier and more frustrated Tang Hao became!

With a furious roar, Tang Hao shouted, "Look at yourself! Look at what you've become! You're the son of Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo! How can you show such a pitiful and pathetic expression?! Stand up! I order you to stand up!!"

"Brother San, save me, save me!! Brother San!!"

"Shut up!!"

Tang Hao roared at Xiao Wu in rage.

Seeing Tang San return, Xiao Wu immediately put on a pitiful expression, looking at Tang San with pleading eyes.

But after Tang Hao's roar, Xiao Wu quickly shut his mouth, not daring to speak.

Hearing Xiao Wu's pleas, Tang San's heart ached even more, and he continued to beg, "No, Father, don't kill Xiao Wu. As long as you don't kill him, I promise I'll participate in the Hell Killing Arena properly. I won't disappoint you again!! Father!! Please, don't kill him!! As long as you spare Xiao Wu, I'll do anything you ask!!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!!"

At this moment, the distraught Tang San knelt on the ground, kowtowing and pleading.

However, the more Tang San begged, the more heartbroken and pained Tang Hao became.

He never expected that his momentary leniency would lead to such an outcome.

This only strengthened his resolve to kill Xiao Wu.

"Tang San, Tang San, you've truly disappointed me..."

Looking at his son, who had abandoned all dignity to kneel and beg for a man's life, Tang Hao shed two lines of tears.

Just as he was about to harden his heart and strangle Xiao Wu, a sudden scream rang out.

"Ah!!! Brother San!! Brother San!!!"

"Crack!"

"..."

With the sound of a neck snapping, Xiao Wu's voice abruptly stopped.

His body went completely limp.

This sudden turn of events left both Tang San and Tang Hao stunned.

They both looked toward Xiao Wu.

Soon, they saw that Xiao Wu's head was tilted to the side, his eyes wide open, completely lifeless.

From his unblinking eyes, one could still see his desperate longing for life.

Seeing this, Tang Hao was even more confused.

What just happened? I didn't even exert any force yet. How did he die? This doesn't make sense!

Meanwhile, Tang San, while stunned, felt the purple in his eyes gradually being replaced by a blood-red hue.

The toxins from the Bloody Mary he had accumulated over time began to erupt violently within him.

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu!!!"

Hearing Tang San's heart-wrenching cries, Tang Hao instinctively loosened his grip.

Xiao Wu's body fell straight to the ground.

Without a second thought, Tang San rushed forward and caught Xiao Wu's lifeless body as it fell like a leaf.

Looking at Xiao Wu's wide, lifeless eyes, Tang San completely broke down.

Tears of sorrow streamed down his face uncontrollably.

Gazing at Xiao Wu's unblinking eyes, Tang San shook his gradually cooling body, calling out his name.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu..."

Hearing his son's heartbroken cries, Tang Hao looked at his own hand in confusion.

He was still utterly baffled. I didn't even exert any force. Why did Xiao Wu die?

Why?!

I didn't even use any strength!!

I didn't use any force, so how did he die?

"Little San, something's wrong. I didn't even use any force, and Xiao Wu died. This is a setup!! Someone's framing me! Believe me, Little San, I didn't kill Xiao Wu!"

Realizing something was amiss, Tang Hao shouted.

At this moment, with Xiao Wu's death, Tang Hao finally sensed that something was wrong.

However, his realization was useless. As the person involved, Tang San couldn't possibly believe him.

Now, with his heart filled with grief over Xiao Wu's death, Tang San's remaining rationality was completely overwhelmed.

Coupled with the toxins from the Bloody Mary beginning to take effect, and the fact that the person who killed his beloved Xiao Wu was his own father, Tang San could no longer remain rational.

He had only one thought left: revenge.

Debts must be repaid, and lives must be avenged!

This was true in his past life in the Tang Sect, and it was true in this life on the Douluo Continent.

Thus, after hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San slowly raised his head, his blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent as he spoke in a chilling tone.

"Hmph, of course. You're the renowned youngest Clear Sky Douluo on the continent. Even without using any force, killing an ordinary person would be the simplest, easiest thing for you, right? A light squeeze of your hand, and an ordinary person would die, wouldn't they?"

Hearing Tang San's murderous words, Tang Hao, who had initially thought this was a plot against him, was completely stunned.

Looking at Tang San now, Tang Hao suddenly realized who this conspiracy was truly targeting!

In the shadows, the Slaughter King, seeing this scene, was ecstatic.

Yes, yes, fight! Fight!! Start fighting!!

"Hahaha!! It seems it's almost time for me, the Slaughter King, to make my grand entrance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Slaughter King's figure turned into a pool of blood and vanished from the spot.

In the next moment, he appeared above Tang Hao and Tang San, watching their confrontation.

Watching a live show was far more exciting than a broadcast!!

At the same time, he could wait for the perfect moment to make his appearance.

Back in the room, Tang Brother Sanntly laid Xiao Wu's body down, then summoned his Clear Sky Hammer, his voice hoarse as he said, "Father, Xiao Wu was the love of my life. For Xiao Wu, I would do anything. You can hit me, scold me, but you cannot take away the last bit of love I have. Xiao Wu was my love, more important than my life! You can kill me, but you cannot destroy my love!"

"You fool, Tang San! Your life belongs to the sect! Xiao Wu was just a man. How can you throw your life away for a man?! Tang San, I've raised you for nothing!!"

Seeing Tang San ready to fight, Tang Hao roared in anger.

Hearing Tang San's rebellious words, Tang Hao grew even more frantic, shouting incoherently.

In response to Tang Hao's roars, Tang San's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Hmph, raised me? Father, don't you find that statement laughable? Before I was six, aside from forging, did you ever pay attention to my growth?

After my spirit awakening at six, I went to Notting Academy and lived with my teacher. You left early on. When you say you raised me, don't you feel ashamed?!

Tell me, how much time have you actually spent raising me?! Are you sure it wasn't me who grew up independently?! Father, while you gave me life, it was my teacher who truly raised me!"