dhibooks Chapter 316 Father-Son Battle?
Chapter 316 Father-Son Battle?
Chapter 316 Father-Son Battle?
Just then, a sharp whooshing sound rang out, followed by a golden streak of light piercing through the roof and shooting towards Tang Hao's location.
The sudden sound of wind breaking immediately drew everyone's attention.
As everyone was stunned, Tang Hao's expression darkened, and he swung the Haotian Hammer upwards with a sudden motion.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, a metallic clang rang out.
The next second, the golden light was instantly blasted away, then spun in mid-air before landing straight on the floor of the hall.
Everyone's eyes swept over it, and it turned out to be a golden spear!
"Heh, Haotian Douluo, what a magnificent display of power!"
"Today I'll see what you can do against the Napoleon family!"
As the words fell, a blue-gold figure, bathed in sunlight mixed with dust streaming through the hole, slowly drifted down.
He was dressed in a simple blue and gold outfit, and his posture was as upright as a pine tree.
His long, blue-gold hair swayed gently in the wind, his face was handsome, yet his brows carried a composure beyond his years and a hint of coldness. Most striking were the faint blue-gold aura flowing around him and his deep eyes, his left eye a calm, icy blue, his right eye a deep, emerald green.
"It's you...you unfilial son!!!" Upon seeing the newcomer, Tang Hao's expression changed drastically. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Tang Chuan, shouting urgently.
"You rebellious son who colluded with the Spirit Hall and betrayed your ancestors!"
"How dare you show your face in front of me?!"
"First, you colluded with the Spirit Hall to steal the relics left by your mother! Now, you've gone even further, daring to infiltrate the Clear Sky Sect and steal our sect's supreme secret technique passed down through generations—the Ring Explosion! How is this any different from treason?! It's the greatest disgrace in the history of the Clear Sky Sect!"
"How could I, Tang Hao, have given birth to such a wicked child! Disloyal, unfilial, heartless, and unjust! Today, I will cleanse the sect of its filth and kill you, this rebellious son!!"
Faced with Tang Hao's furious accusations and rant, Tang Chuan remained unusually calm, even a faint, sarcastic smile playing on his lips.
He didn't look at the golden dragon spear stuck in the ground, nor did he pay attention to the strange looks from those around him. He simply raised his eyes slightly, calmly meeting Tang Hao's fiery gaze, and sneered, "Purge the sect? For the sect's sake?"
At this point, Tang Chuan chuckled, his laughter filled with extreme sarcasm.
"My dear father, Tang Hao. Before you righteously accuse me of being disloyal and unfilial, could you please answer a few questions for me first?"
"In the more than ten years since I was born, apart from the fact that you gave me life, have you ever fulfilled your responsibilities as a father for even a single day?"
"I was four years old when I fell in the wild, injured my arm, got infected, had a fever for three days, and almost died. Where were you then? Were you wallowing in self-pity over the loss of your wife, or did you simply not know you had a son like me who needed your care?"
"When I was five, to fill my stomach, I had to learn to set the simplest traps in the woods, dig for wild vegetables, and compete with wild dogs for food. In winter, because I didn't have warm clothes, I almost froze to death in my dilapidated house. During these times, where were my noble, powerful, and revered Haotian Douluo father, fulfilling your filial duties and taking responsibility?"
"When I was six years old, my martial spirit awakened. Where were you then? Were you drunk at home, or staring blankly at a hammer in some unknown corner?"
Tang Chuan's voice was not loud, and his speech was slow, but every word was piercing.
It ruthlessly presents to everyone a cold and heartless picture of an orphan struggling to survive.
Even Titan, Baihe, and the others looked on with pity. Even the seriously injured Yang Wudi and Niu Gao stopped groaning and looked at the father and son with complicated emotions.
Tang Hao opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
Then, the anger on his face was gradually replaced by an emotion mixed with pain, guilt, and more of a sense of humiliation and rage.
"What...what do you know?!"
After a moment of silence, Tang Hao took a deep breath and retorted:
"Do you think I don't want to fulfill my responsibilities as a father?! Do you think I want to spend my days drinking and living a life of debauchery?!"
"It was the Spirit Hall! It was the Spirit Hall that drove Ah Yin to her death! They're the ones who destroyed my family! I hid with you here and there to save your life! I was depressed, I was in pain, because I lost my beloved! Every moment of my life was torture! You only see your suffering, have you ever thought about the pain I'm enduring?! I can't even take care of myself, how can I take care of you?!"
The more he talked, the more convinced he seemed to be of himself, and his voice gradually rose in pitch.
"As for the Haotian Sect... the sect's closure of its gates was a last resort, a necessary measure to preserve its strength and prepare for future revenge. Sacrifices were inevitable!"
"Does the entire sect have to perish for my son and me?! That was the sect's decision, the elders' decision! What can I do?! What can I change?!"
"But what about you?! Not only do you fail to understand your father's hardships and the sect's predicament, but you also harbor resentment and willingly degenerate! You even colluded with the Spirit Hall and infiltrated the sect to commit petty theft, stealing the Ring-Exploding Technique! This is true ingratitude and betrayal of one's ancestors!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Chuan gave Tang Hao a deep look, his eyes filled with no affection, only cold indifference and utter disappointment.
"A father who has never fulfilled his responsibility to raise his children, what right do you have to stand here and talk to me about filial piety, loyalty, and the need to cleanse the family?"
"Come on, let me see the strength of your so-called Haotian Douluo today."
"You unfilial son...you unfilial son!!!" Tang Hao's breathing became heavy as a bull after being scolded by his son in front of everyone. His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to bleed. Then, he suddenly raised the Haotian Hammer in his hand, and the dark light on the hammerhead instantly surged. He roared.
"Since you remain so stubborn, then today I will cleanse the Haotian Sect of its filth!"
The words had barely left his mouth!
"boom--!"
Suddenly, the ground beneath Tang Hao's feet exploded.
The next second, he was like a cannonball launched from a gun, or a ferocious beast that had been completely enraged, pouring all his soul power, anger, and killing intent into this all-out burst of energy! His figure transformed into a blurry black afterimage, tearing through the air with a terrifying momentum that could shatter mountains and break through peaks, and shot fiercely toward Tang Chuan in the center of the hall!
The Haotian Hammer in his hand was no longer a simple swing, but began to gather momentum during the forward charge. The dark hammer shadow rapidly enlarged and solidified, as if it had gathered all the light and sound around it, carrying a suffocating wave of destruction, determined to smash Tang Chuan into dust!
How terrifying is the power of a Title Douluo's all-out attack fueled by rage?
The hall seemed to be instantly filled with invisible pressure. The air was thick and sticky, the beams and pillars groaned under the weight, and the gravel on the ground vibrated slightly!
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