His mind surging, Tai Tan made the firm resolution to recruit this youth no matter how he had to do it. If that truly was an external spirit bone, then it was no wonder even his fifty eighth ranked spirit power son had lost. This youth’s prospects were boundless.
Tang San himself wasn’t aware that along with his gradually stood out as exceptionally brilliant, relying on his own natural gifts and his talent in Tang Sect’s secret lore, he gradually attracted the interest of every great power.
To quickly bring the battle to an end, Tai Tan decided not to exercise any more restraint. Despite the existence of Tang San’s external spirit bone, he knew that it was impossible for this youth to resist the pressure he could give. The spirit power gap was really too large, and moreover his strength was on the Title Douluo level. Even if he had to injure him a bit, he would beat him first and consider it later.
With this in mind, Tai Tan directly increased the pressure he exerted on Tang San from seventy percent to ninety percent. The originally rhythmical distortions in the air instantly became faster, the ripples becoming like waves milling towards Tang San.
Pu——, again a mouthful of blood spewed out. With the pressure suddenly increasing by close to a third, Tang San was unable to endure further. Even though he already had an extremely high estimation of the opponent’s strength, he still hadn’t seen it all.
Would he lose? Would he really lose? No.
Tang San looked at Tai Tan across from him. That old man still had a serene expression, his clothes not even shifting. Brimming with an insufferably arrogant dignity. In that instant Tai Tan suddenly saw Tang San’s eyes brighten without any warning, two golden purple rays of light shot out from Tang San’s eyes.
Credits
Translator: Blue Silver Translation
Epub: Estevam / dotNOVEL
Douluo Dalu
(斗罗大陆)
Volume 12
A Hammer Called Clear Sky
Tang Jia San Shao
(唐家三少)
Story Description:
Tang Sect, the most famous martial arts sect of all. By stealing its most secret teachings to fulfill his dreams, Tang San committed an unforgivable crime. With his ambition attained, he hands his legacy to the sect and throws himself from the fearsome "Hell's Peak."
But he could have never imagined that this would reincarnate him in another world, one without magic, martial arts, and grudges. A land where only the mystical souls of battle lay.
The continent of Douluo.
How will Tang San survive in this unknown environment? With a new road to follow, a new legend begins...
Original Story can be found here: Link
Chapter 078: Tang San’s Left Hand, Clear Sky Hammer
Part 1 (TL by Bagelson)
Without time to protect himself, Tai Tan only felt as if his brain was pricked by needles, his mind dizzy, a stinging and burning feeling in his eyes. If it hadn’t been for the pressure he released making the air distort, causing a certain degree of refraction in Tang San’s gaze, his circumstances would be even worse.
Tai Tan gave Tang San strength energy pressure, but what Tang San now gave him was a mental attack. At this moment Tang San finally knew what had changed in his Purple Demon Eye after taking the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew. The true form of that gaze had become an attack. The condensed Purple Demon Eye had become a kind of unconventional mental attack, and at this crucial moment when he was about to collapse, it displayed to immense effect.
His mind suffering an attack, Tai Tan was naturally unable to further control the pressure he released, and with a muffled groan he actually retreated a step.
The pressure in the air suddenly gone, Tang San only felt an emptiness around him. As the tremendous pressure vanished, he couldn’t keep from swaying, and if it hadn’t been for four of the Eight Spider Lances on his back being thrust into the ground, perhaps he would have fallen the instant the weight was gone.
Once again belching up a mouthful of blood, Tang San’s complexion was deathly pale. Completely tottering on the verge of collapse, he might fall to the ground at any moment. But it was also at this moment that he felt the rupturing sound of the Yang Linking Meridian among the Eight Extraordinary Meridians breaking through, the shock of the quickly circulating Mysterious Heaven Skill breaking open this meridian a crack. Even though it hadn’t been completely connected, just like a thousand li dike being destroyed by an ant tunnel, with this crack he wasn’t far from breaking through.
However, right now Tang San couldn’t be excited, that stick of incense still had a fifth left, and now he completely lacked the strength to reissue the Purple Demon Eye’s mental attack, and even less able to rely on inner strength to support his body. Even if Tai Tan launched another attack with a third of the pressure, his only fate was to fall.
Could it be that he would truly become another’s slave, joining his clan? Tang San understood that this wasn’t because of his carelessness, but because of the absolute gap in strength. A humiliated feeling struck his mind hard, and he stuck out his chest. No matter how, he had to persevere to the last moment, as long as he still hadn’t fallen, this fight still wasn’t over.
Making an effort to shake his head, Vigorous God Tai Tan could once again see everything clearly after the dizziness. That youngster still stood there unyielding, and even though he cut a sorry figure, his eyes were still resolute. What was that just now? His spirit ability?
“You still want to continue? You should know that if you do, it might cause you permanent harm.”
Tai Tan spoke in a low voice. He didn’t want to destroy a genius, he had to recruit talent. How would he fail to see the the state Tang San was in?
Zhao Wuji’s voice also impatiently cut in at this moment,
“Little San, concede. You mustn’t destroy your future. Others can sort this out.”
“No.”
Tang San only spoke this one word, but blood again ran from the corner of his mouth,
“Please continue.”
He didn’t say much, but at this moment all the teachers and students from the Academy watching the battle were moved. How persistent and unyielding to be able to support his words like this.
Even Tai Tan showed an alarmed expression. This youngster was really too outstanding. Precisely because of this, he absolutely couldn’t let him off. If he couldn’t recruit him, then, he could only destroy him.
With this in mind, Tai Tan’s gaze gradually focused, the atmosphere around him once again fluctuating.
The Blue Silver Grass withdrew completely. Slowly and resolutely, Tang San gently raised his left hand. Five fingers spreading, he didn’t look at Tai Tan, his gaze was completely focused on his own left hand. ‘Whether or not I can withstand this final moment, you watch and see.’
Intense black rays of light bubbled out of his hand, gradually condensing into a shape.
A small black hammer quietly appeared in Tang San’s palm. The hammer wasn’t large, and covered by faint decorative patterns.
But the moment it appeared, Tang San seemed to recover a bit of his strength. A grave atmosphere appeared around him.
Tai Tan’s body suddenly trembled violently once. The pressure already charging at Tang San instantly weakened, Tang San’s body rocking once. Holding the hammer at his chest, rigidly warding off this weakened pressure, an unyielding radiance glittering in his determined expression.
“This is……”
It wasn’t just Tai Tan who turned pale with fright, Tai Nuo at his side also stared wide eyed and exclaimed in alarm.
Just at this moment, seven rays of dazzlingly beautiful light shone down from the sky, enveloping Tang San’s body within just like a seven colored rainbow.
Instantly, Tang San’s body shuddered fiercely, his skin recovering its lost gloss, and with a low moan he slowly closed his eyes.
At the same time a profoundly bold voice echoed from all directions at once,
“Old orangutan, wha
t skill is bullying children. Long time no see, let us take a turn next.”
In the flickering light and shadow, including Zhao Wuji, no one saw clearly until three people stood in the middle of the fight.
Standing in the middle was an old man, his right and left hand separately supporting the arms of the two people at his side. To his left was an extremely beautiful young lady, apparently fourteen or fifteen years old. When her feet touched ground she immediately turned and ran over to Tang San.
To his right was a scholarly middle aged man. Right now in that middle aged man’s palm was a seven colored dizzyingly glittering dazzlingly beautiful pagoda.
The seven colored light that appeared over Tang San was connected to the pagoda in his palm.
Seeing these three appear, the pupils of Vigorous God Tai Tan’s eyes immediately contracted. Even though his nature was always to never fear anything in heaven or earth, confronting these three he still had no choice but to restrain his character.
“I wondered who it was, so it’s Bone Douluo and school master Ning. Let this old man pay his respects.”
The three arrivals were precisely Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
When the school master left, of the two resident Douluo at Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one would go along and the other would stay at the school to keep watch. Last time it was Sword Douluo Chen Xin who followed Ning Fengzhi, so this time it was the Bone Douluo’s turn.
For this reason the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had argued for ages. Both of them wanted to see what kind of person the genius youngster Ning Rongrong had talked about was.
Actually, Ning Fengzhi’s trio had already arrived as early as when Tang San and Tai Tan made their bet. Ning Rongrong had strongly asked her father to intervene, but had been refused by Ning Fengzhi. Concealed in a secret place, Ning Fengzhiäs goal was to have a look at just how outstanding this youngster actually was. With him there, naturally there was no fear that the bet would conclude. Now that Tang San seemed unable to endure, Ning Fenzhi acted immediately, blocking the fight.
The Bone Douluo appeared in front of Tai Tan with a whoosh,
“Old orangutan, give a brother some face, let this fight pass. Our school also have our eyes on this kid. Don’t go fighting over him with us.”
With the backing of formidable strength, Gu Rong basically didn’t need to talk in circles, and directly stated the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School’s intentions to Tai Tan. Even though Tai Tan’s Strength Clan wasn’t small, compared to the seven great schools it was still far too lacking.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong had complete confidence in being able to suppress him in strength.
The Spirit Master world always spoke with strength. Wrecking an agreed upon bet was admittedly violating the rules of the game, but if the wrecker himself was a person who made the rules, who would say anything?
According to Gu Rong’s understanding of Tai Tan, this fearless old fogey wouldn’t give up so easily. Even if confronted by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with his fiery temper he would still be spoiling for a battle. Not fighting was impossible.
But Gu Rong hadn’t expected that when he heard his words, Tai Tan actually smiled. Even though a smiling expression clearly looked somewhat strange on his stiff face, Gu Rong was certain that Tai Tan was smiling, and moreover that the smiling expression held a sarcastic overtone.
“Old orangutan, what are you laughing at?”
Tai Tan snorted, saying:
“You want me to give you face? Fine, I’ll give it. We’ll drop this bet, I don’t lose, and he doesn’t lose.”
“Eh?”
Gu Rong stared blankly,
“Giving face like this? Old orangutan, this isn’t your style!”
The corners of Tai Tan’s mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to point to Tang San,
“Old Bone, take a good look at what’s in his hand. Luckily you’re still a Title Douluo, could it be you don’t have even this much eyesight?”
At this Gu Rong’s gaze fell on Tang San, following Tai Tan’s finger, he could just see the black little hammer in Tang San’s left hand. In that instant his expression also changed immediately.
“He’s actually Clear Sky……”
Tai Tan smiled without smiling:
“You know it. For me this is flooding the dragon king temple[ Idiom: People on the same side ending up fighting when not recognizing each other. Based on a folklore story where an exiled dragon prince returns to his father’s temple, but is mistaken for a beast by a monk and ends up starting a war.], for you it might be only be inviting a rejection. Haha, hahahaha.”
While laughing, he walked over towards Tang San with big steps like a shooting star.
Gu Rong had seen the little black hammer in Tang San’s hand, and Ning Fengzhi had naturally also seen it. His expression was slightly artificial, but very quickly recovered to normal. A school master’s bearing wasn’t something Gu Rong could compare to.
Gu Rong moved over to Ning Fengzhi’s side, somewhat impatiently saying:
“School master, in his hand……”
Ning Fengzhi interrupted him, saying with a nod:
“I know. It’s no wonder that he’s so outstanding, I didn’t expect him to come from Clear Sky. His family name is Tang, I should have realized it long ago.”
Part 2 (TL by Bagelson)
The brilliance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand was unceasing, still covering Tang San’s body, rippling into him from the surroundings.
Right now Tang San already felt as if he had gone from hell to heaven. A comfortably warm air, extremely mild humidity rapidly recovering his energy, agility, strength, mind, and even something Tang San couldn’t define.
The previous feeling of absolute emptiness within him as well as the injuries caused by the tremendous pressure all gradually faded in this gentle energy. The Mysterious Heaven Skill within him also seemed to strengthen under this humidity, circulating all over, the crack in the Yang Linking Meridian constantly widening under the unceasing attack of the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
Tang San hadn’t seen who helped him, but soaked in that seven colored radiance, what he had lost gradually returned, and even became stronger. The Blue Silver Grass recovered its lost luster, the red and white light from the Eight Spider Lances glinting with an even more threatening gem like light, and even the black little hammer flickered with a crow black light.
How could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda’s name as the first auxiliary system spirit be a false reputation? As school master, Ning Fengzhi had even more brilliant skill with this emblematic auxiliary system spirit.
In a few short minutes when Tang San once again opened his eyes, his expression was already energetic, as if he had been reborn. If it wasn’t for the torn clothes and not yet dried sweat, right now it would seem as if he had never experienced that dangerous bet.
“Third brother, are you alright?”
Ning Rongrong asked with deep concern.
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong as well as Oscar had all already run over to Tang San.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun had also separated from the crowd, encircling Tang San.
“I’m already fine.”
While speaking, Tang San’s gazed in the direction that seven colored radiance drifted from, just in time to meet Ning Fengzhi’s eyes.
Ning Fengzhi smiled, and the radiance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand faded. As he lowered his hand, that miraculous spirit also vanished.
“How come it’s you?”
Tang San couldn’t help say in astonishment.
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly,
“So it’s really you. It seems we really are brought together by fate.”
Ning Rongrong’s big eyes blinked:
“Daddy, you know each other?”
Even without Ning Rongrong’s words, Tang San already vaguely guessed Ning Fengzhi’s identity. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda�
��s seven treasures appearing simultaneously, how many people could manage that? Quickly taking a few steps forward, he bowed to ning Fengzhi in salute,
“Greetings, school master Ning.”
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, raising his hand to pull Tang San up,
“Since you’re Rongrong’s friend, and she calls you third brother, its suitable if you call me uncle Ning. I would hope to hear you call me this.”
Ning Fengzhi saying this could be considered a public expression of goodwill. In fact, with his position, on the entire Douluo Continent he only had to stomp his feet to make the four seas tremble, even an imperial prince like Xue Xing wouldn’t dare offend him.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School didn’t just have robust strength as a sect with two Douluo. At the same time, their financial resources had always been number one among the seven great schools.
Obtaining the recognition of school master Ning Fengzhi would be a gargantuan occasion to the vast majority of Spirit masters.
Tang San’s attitude didn’t change because of learning Ning Fengzhi’s identity, only bowing once again and saying:
“Greetings, uncle Ning.”
Ning Fengzhi laughed out loud, saying:
“Good. Good. we’ll talk again later. First settle the present business.”
Tang San’s expression became serious, From the terms of the bet, even though he hadn’t fallen, he knew it would have been very difficult for him to resist Tai Tan’s next attack until the stick of incense burned out.
Even though the incense on the gate had burned out, his heart was still heavy.
Tang San was a person who would absolutely abide by promises, but he also understood that with his current strength it would be far, far too difficult to resist the pressure Tai Tan could release. He didn’t know how much of his pressure Tai Tan had released before, but judging by that last steep pressure increase, the opponent hadn’t gone all out from the start.
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