The spirit power pressure generated by the collision of Titled Douluos was too strong; those students who had not reached the level of Spirit Master could not bear it at all.
Only after breaking through to become a Spirit Master did they have a slight ability to resist, enough to avoid being pressed to their knees by these spirit power fluctuations.
Above Nuoding Academy.
Tang Hao, clad in a black robe and holding a massive Clear Sky Hammer, pointed at Bibi Dong, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei, his entire body radiating a terrifying aura.
"A chrysanthemum and a little ghost."
"And a Pope of the Spirit Hall. This scene feels familiar."
"Do you want to taste my Clear Sky Hammer once again?"
Tang Hao looked coldly at the familiar trio—the familiar Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo and the familiar Pope of the Spirit Hall—except this time, the Pope of the Spirit Hall had changed from Qian Xunji to Bibi Dong.
But it didn't matter; his Clear Sky Hammer would once again let this new Pope feel the sensation of being dominated.
"Hmph, Tang Hao."
"How arrogant. The strength of the new Pope is beyond your imagination. With the two of us as well, this time, you won't escape even if you have wings."
"Moreover, I don't believe your body wasn't damaged in that last battle. I want to see how much longer you can hold out."
Hearing Tang Hao's wild words, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan snorted coldly, his face showing indignation as he immediately retorted.
If it were only him and Gui Mei facing Tang Hao now, he, the Yue Guan, would indeed be afraid. After all, the shadow Tang Hao had cast over him back then was too great.
But now, they had the powerful Pope Bibi Dong behind them, coupled with the injuries Tang Hao sustained in that battle years ago.
Yue Guan did not believe that the three of them still couldn't deal with Tang Hao.
"Since you don't believe it, then let's try."
At those words, Tang Hao released his spirit rings.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red—nine spirit rings slowly rose from beneath his feet, circling around his body.
Especially the ninth blood-red spirit ring, which radiated an extremely powerful pressure.
Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Ghost Douluo released their spirit rings one after another.
Behind them, Bibi Dong also began to summon her Spirit. The Death Spider Emperor possessed her as nine spirit rings gradually rose from beneath her feet, circling her body.
With the same spirit ring configuration as Tang Hao, Bibi Dong's ninth spirit ring was also a blood-red hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.
"A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring? Interesting."
Seeing that Bibi Dong's ninth spirit ring was also a hundred-thousand-year ring, Tang Hao was slightly shocked inwardly, and he thought a bit more highly of Bibi Dong.
Just based on this hundred-thousand-year ninth spirit ring, Bibi Dong, the new Pope, was even more outstanding than the previous Pope, Qian Xunji.
However, he had confidence in his Clear Sky Hammer; it would simply be a reenactment of the battle from six years ago.
It so happened that over these past six years, he had nowhere to release his hatred for the Spirit Hall.
He might as well use Bibi Dong, the new Pope, to release the anger he had harbored for six years.
With this thought, Tang Hao no longer concealed his spirit power fluctuations, fully releasing the power of level ninety-four.
"Spirit Power Level ninety-four! Tang Hao, how could your strength progress so rapidly?"
Feeling Tang Hao's Spirit Power Level, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was deeply shaken.
Six years, in just six years, Tang Hao had actually come so far on the path of a Titled Douluo. As expected of the Clear Sky Douluo, such talent is likely rare in this world.
However, it was all the more reason why Tang Hao could not be allowed to live today. If he were left alone for a few more years, he might step into the realm of a Super Douluo.
At that time, Tang Hao would only be even more terrifying and harder to deal with.
"Chrysanthemum Guan, you should worry about your own safety instead."
After saying this, Tang Hao's seventh spirit ring lit up, and he let out a loud shout.
"Seventh Spirit Ability, Clear Sky Avatar!"
Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer instantly expanded hundreds of times, becoming as massive as a small mountain, radiating an incredibly terrifying aura.
Just as he was about to swing his Clear Sky Hammer to let the two Douluos, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, as well as Bibi Dong, experience his great hammer—
"Wait, Tang Hao. Let us fight in the high sky."
"The aftershocks of Titled Douluos are too terrifying. There is no need for our battle to affect the innocent people below."
Bibi Dong looked at Tang Hao, who was about to swing the Clear Sky Hammer, and immediately stopped his actions.
All four of them were Titled Douluos, and their current position was not very far from Nuoding Academy below.
In a state of going all out, the aftershocks would inevitably affect Nuoding Academy.
This was not something she wanted to see.
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Tang Hao was stunned for a moment. Thinking that his son Tang San was still in Nuoding Academy, he agreed to Bibi Dong's request.
A battle at the Titled Douluo level was too terrifying. If it accidentally injured his precious son Tang San, that would be bad.
Tang San was his hope for revenge against the Spirit Hall and the revival of the Clear Sky Sect; there must not be even the slightest loss.
"Fine, a battle in the high sky."
Tang Hao fell silent for a moment, retracted his massive Clear Sky Hammer, and flew higher into the sky above Nuoding Academy.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong and the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo glanced at each other and then flew toward the high sky.
Below, at Nuoding Academy.
After Tang Hao, Bibi Dong, and the others flew higher, those students who had been pressed to their knees by the terrifying spirit power pressure stood up one after another.
Looking up at the high sky, their eyes were full of awe. Are these the legendary Titled Douluo experts?
Truly terrifying!
At the same time.
Where Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were, a puddle of liquid flowed on the ground, its color appearing pale yellow.
"Teacher, why have you lost control of your bladder?"
Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang, whose crotch was soaked, a look of slight disgust appearing on his face.
Tang San, who was in Nuoding Academy, had naturally seen the scene of Tang Hao facing Bibi Dong and the others.
However, his position was further from Tang Hao compared to Lin Chen.
Even with the help of the Purple Demon Eye, he could only see a massive hammer; he couldn't see the specific shape clearly.
And that terrifying spirit power pressure was naturally felt by Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.
But what Tang San didn't expect was that under this spirit power pressure, his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, actually peed himself!
"Could it be that after becoming a eunuch a few days ago, he can't control his lower body?"
Tang San thought to himself with hidden resentment.
With his Spirit Power Level, he was almost unaffected, so why would Yu Xiaogang, a level twenty-nine Spirit Grandmaster, lose control?
Tang San didn't understand.
Not only that, but as time passed, Tang San found that this teacher he had taken on was becoming more and more of a waste, simply losing face for him, Tang San.
Now, Tang San had already begun to regret it in his heart; he shouldn't have been so hot-headed as to take Yu Xiaogang as his teacher in the first place.
"Little San, Teacher... I..."
Hearing Tang San's question, Yu Xiaogang hesitated, his hand rising and then slowly lowering, not knowing how to explain.
Losing control in front of his disciple—for someone like Yu Xiaogang who valued his reputation, his face felt burning hot at this moment.
This was too embarrassing.
But Yu Xiaogang couldn't help it. After feeling that powerful spirit power pressure, his lower body suddenly went out of control, and it just flowed out.