I've already become a Titled Douluo and now the System shows up?

In the dense forest rarely visited outside the academy.

A figure clad in a black cloak stood with his back to Qin Xiao.

"You've come."

His voice was somewhat hoarse.

Qin Xiao had no interest in small talk, "If you have something to say, just say it. We're all busy people."

As his words fell, he saw Tang Hao's body tremble.

Then, Tang Hao slowly turned around and took off the cloak on his head, revealing his unkempt face to Qin Xiao.

"The new waves push the old waves. When I was your age, I was only a Soul Ancestor."

Tang Hao's eyes carried a touch of emotion as he spoke.

"To be praised like this by Hao Tian Douluo, I'm undeserving."

Qin Xiao said indifferently.

"You..."

Tang Hao was taken aback; he hadn't expected Qin Xiao to see through his identity at a glance.

But that no longer mattered.

Hadn't he lured Qin Xiao here to persuade him to back off?

"Since you have recognized me, let me get straight to the point."

"Although I don't know why you came to Shrek Academy, I hope you leave and tell no one about Xiaowu's real identity."

Tang Hao stared intently at Qin Xiao as he spoke.

Originally, he wanted to wait and meet Qin Xiao after figuring out his intentions.

But.

The breakthrough Qin Xiao made today forced him to change his mind.

In Qin Xiao, he saw endless potential; if Qin Xiao was allowed to grow unchecked, Tang Hao would be put at an even greater disadvantage.

And why was he so set against Qin Xiao?

It was simple.

Shrek Academy was the training ground Tang Hao had chosen for Tang San; certain people here could be of significant help to him in the future.

Like Ning Rongrong, the daughter of the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The genius food-class Soul Master Oscar...

Besides, there was Xiaowu, a hundred-thousand-year soul beast that had taken human form, invaluable to any Soul Master...

In his plans, Tang San was supposed to be the core of these people, a figure supported and held in high esteem by all.

But Qin Xiao's emergence had disrupted his plans, turning Qin Xiao into the center of Shrek.

Ning Rongrong showed favor, Dai Mubai and others held him in awe, while Tang San became inconspicuous. Only Xiaowu stayed cautiously by Tang San's side every day.

Tang Hao could tell that, given the chance, Xiaowu might just dive into the Aquipeia Forest and never come out again, and that would be an even greater loss...

So, no matter what, Tang Hao had to make Qin Xiao leave.

He was determined at first to persuade him.

If Qin Xiao refused, then Tang Hao would resort to force.

A genius like Qin Xiao would be a never-ending threat as long as he lived; only in death could he give people peace of mind.

"Hao Tian Douluo, how impressive!"

Qin Xiao laughed, "And what if I don't agree?"

"I, Tang Hao, have been known for decades; I advise you to think carefully, young man."

As Tang Hao spoke, he clenched his right hand, and the Hao Tian Hammer, big as a water bucket, appeared in his grip.

Whoo whoo whoo...

He waved it around casually, making a whooshing sound.

Tang Hao said gravely, "I'll give you one more chance to think carefully about your words."

"If you withdraw knowing the difficulty, I can give you compensation, even owe you a favor."

"You should know that a favor from me, Tang Hao..."

Before Tang Hao could finish, Qin Xiao made a gesture, interrupting him.

Could this guy be any more self-absorbed?

A homeless ghost, nothing more than a scapegoat for Bi Bidong...

Qin Xiao shook his head, "Even if you asked me ten thousand times, it would still be impossible."

His voice was resounding.

What a joke. He was currently dealing with tasks related to Shrek Academy; how could he possibly leave?

Moreover, he was a person who preferred gentleness over force; not even Hao Tian Douluo Tang Hao could make him bow his head!

"Good, good, good!"

Tang Hao's expression changed several times, finally laughing from exasperation, "Young man, you are indeed formidable. Then let me show you that there's always a higher mountain."

Qin Xiao remained silent, proving his answer with action.

Crackle and pop!

Arcs of electricity flashed about, enveloping his entire body—his Martial Soul was activated!

The Thunder Emperor was one of the ten fierce beings, a rare humanoid creature.

Once Qin Xiao activated his Martial Soul, he himself transformed into the Thunder Emperor, commanding the thunder of the heavens.

"Your strength far surpasses that of other Titled Douluos of the same rank,"

Tang Hao's pupils shrank as he offered such an assessment.

It must be said, Qin Xiao was very strong; even with his current strength, Tang Hao found him somewhat troublesome.

"Same rank..."

Qin Xiao grinned and, in the next moment, he disappeared from his spot.

Taking the offensive!

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Tang Hao.

His right fist clenched, it shot out like a meteor toward Tang Hao's chest!

"Such incredible speed!"

Tang Hao's pupils suddenly constricted. Qin Xiao's speed was so fast that he barely managed to react.

He raised his arm, and the Hao Tian Hammer shielded his front like a defensive bulwark.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion resounded through the forest.

Immediately after, Tang Hao felt a colossal force transmitting from the Hao Tian Hammer, along with a numbing sensation paralyzing his nerves, nearly causing him to release his grip on the hammer.

Thump, thump, thump...

He staggered several steps backward before he could finally neutralize the force!

"So powerful!"

"The speed is unmatched by any agile-attack class Titled Douluo below level 95, and the strength is comparable to that of a level-95 Titled Douluo."

"This guy is plainly a Title Douluo of the Ninety-Fifth Rank."

Tang Hao was shockingly astounded.

This kid's talent was simply too monstrous.

He was also a genius, the youngest Titled Douluo in the Soul Land, but compared with Qin Xiao's talent, he was left streets behind.

Now it seemed the title of the youngest should change hands.

As his past injuries hadn't fully healed and he had let himself go for so many years, his strength had regressed significantly, and he was barely able to exert the combat prowess of a level-95 fighter...

"This one must not be spared!"

Tang Hao became even more determined.

He would bide his time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to employ the secret technique of the Hao Tian Clan and wipe out Qin Xiao in one fell swoop.

But, the next moment, he was horrified to discover the Qin Xiao standing opposite to him was slowly fading away.

An illusion?

Tang Hao was initially shocked, then shook his head: "No, it's an afterimage left by extreme speed!"

"Thunder Pool!"

In that moment, a voice came from above Tang Hao's head, and numerous thunderbolts, thick as buckets and resembling agile snakes, enveloped him.

If Zhao Wuji were here, he would be dumbstruck. This Thunder Pool was more than ten times stronger than any he had experienced before.

Not even one thunderbolt was needed; any of them could have blasted him to pieces!

"Martial Soul True Body!"

"Azure Sky Body Shield!"

In contrast, Tang Hao also came up with a defense strategy instantly, activating his strongest defensive force and looking for an opportunity to break through the thunder siege.

But, was it that easy?

In a mere instant, hundreds of meters around him turned into scorched earth.

That wasn't the end of it; Qin Xiao clearly had no intention of giving Tang Hao a chance to catch his breath.

"Thunder Beast!"

The sound came from above, and Tang Hao lifted his head to witness an astonishing scene.

Previously, as Qin Xiao stood basking in the thunder, his nine bizarre Soul Rings appeared—purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black.

Then his eighth soul ring lit up and nine massive balls of electricity appeared around him.

"Gulp!"

Tang Hao swallowed hard. He sensed the breath of annihilation.

This power had surpassed the limits of level 95!

...

Never mind Tang Hao's combat prowess, Qin Xiao, possessor of the Thunder Emperor Spirit, is pretty intense, isn't that fair to say?

An invincible narrative.