"Since you said you won't use spirit power or Spirit Ability, then if I don't defeat you within three Moves, I lose." Xin said indifferently.
"What an arrogant brat. No one has ever dared to say that to me. Forget three Moves, if you can win against me, I'll take your surname from now on."
Tang Hao's eyes twitched. Today, he actually met someone who could show off more than himself.
"Rongrong, Zhuqing, Meng Yiran, Bell, do you still remember the sword technique I often demonstrated with you during morning exercises in front of the academy?"
"For these next three Moves, watch carefully. The essence of this sword technique lies in its intent. If you can grasp its intricacies and learn its essence, your strength will advance to the next level."
At this moment, Xin's Aura changed, and he calmly said this to Meng Yiran and the others.
Ning Rongrong, Meng Yiran, and the other two immediately became fully attentive.
The sword technique Teacher demonstrated in front of the academy?
They had seen it many times. If they had to praise it, they could only say it was as graceful as a swimming dragon, as light as a startled swan, and extremely beautiful. However, they couldn't discern the power of that sword technique and thought it was just an ornamental sword technique without combat capabilities.
"First Move, Void Style."
Petals of cherry blossoms fell from the sky, and a divine cherry Blossom petal descended from the blooming celestial blazing cherry tree, landing in Xin's hand.
Xin, holding the Cleaver of Shamash, broke through the air, his figure extremely graceful and agile. A mere Cleaver of Shamash, as thick as a finger, wrapped in faint spirit power, could surprisingly Move freely between the heavy and overbearing Clear Sky Hammer without falling behind or suffering any damage.
And with every movement of Tang Hao, it quickly found his weak points. Xin's body was like a swimming dragon entwined around the Clear Sky Hammer. Following Tang Hao's movements, the Cleaver of Shamash in his hand was already piercing towards his chest.
Just as Tang Hao's eyes changed, feeling something was amiss and intending to retreat, unexpectedly, Xin's Cleaver of Shamash changed again, actually striking towards his palm:
"Second Move, Blade Style."
Although this Move was named Breaking Blade Style, it could flexibly dismantle all heavy weapons and overbearing weapons.
"Not good!"
The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand was directly knocked away.
"Third Move, Qi Style!"
This Move infused Internal Energy into the sword Aura, capable of breaking massive waves of qi, appearing both perfectly rounded and sharply exposed.
With this third Move, the Cleaver of Shamash directly broke through Tang Hao's defense and pierced into Tang Hao's chest, a scent of blood slowly spreading.
"You lost." Xin said indifferently.
His Cleaver of Shamash could no longer pierce an inch further, because Tang Hao had already broken his promise, and a powerful spirit power blocked in front of the Cleaver of Shamash.
"Teacher… won."
"Teacher is so amazing!"
"It really was just three Moves. Teacher defeated a Titled Douluo in three Moves!"
"What kind of Move is that! So exquisite!"
Behind him, Ning Rongrong and Meng Yiran were already screaming with excitement.
This was a Titled Douluo!
Even Zhu Zhuqing's usually cold Face was filled with surprise.
They had underestimated Teacher's strength too much!
The Dragon Duke and Snake Woman looked at each other. If Xin's teaching and nurturing of students, leading to their transformation in strength, was an S-rank shock, then this was an SS-rank shock.
This was a Titled Douluo, and it was that one from the Clear Sky Sect…
"How is this possible?"
"You must lose."
A powerful spirit power fluctuation vibrated, and nine spirit rings flickered on Tang Hao, causing Xin to retreat several steps.
The Clear Sky Hammer, which had been knocked away by Xin's Cleaver of Shamash, now returned to his hand.
He found it somewhat unacceptable that he had lost so carelessly.
Xin's eyes narrowed, and seven spirit rings appeared beneath him, which were beyond standard: purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black.
What was surprising was that Xin's seventh spirit ring was surprisingly black with a hint of red, clearly indicating a lifespan of around ninety thousand years!
The seventh spirit ring, actually as high as ninety thousand years?
All his spirit rings were over a thousand years old?!
Tang Hao was somewhat surprised.
"You must lose. This demand, you have to agree to it whether you want to or not."
Tang Hao's aura condensed, pressing down on Xin.
His demand was actually very simple: he had to teach all the unique skills he had taught those girls to Little San.
Xin had to help Little San regain his shattered Dao Heart!
"Xi Hao, it seems you don't intend to keep your promise?" Xin's eyes narrowed, and he said indifferently.
"Xi Hao???"
When Tang Hao heard this name, his nose almost twisted out of shape: "My name is Tang Hao!"
"You yourself said that if I could win against you, you'd take my surname from now on." Xin said indifferently.
"You're courting death!"
"Clear Sky Hammer—Thunder Settles the Universe!"
Boom—