A Chance Encounter in Precious Sword City: Tang San Meets Shrek Academy Again?

Only after confirming that Xiao Wu hadn't followed them did Qian Renxue breathe a sigh of relief. She stepped forward and slipped her arm through Tang San's.

"Little San, let's go out and stroll around together. I heard you can see the Precious Sword Mountain Range right from the city, and the view at night is pretty good."

Tang San nodded. He had been planning to rest that evening anyway, so he had nothing to do. There was no harm in going out with Qian Renxue.

The two left the hotel, chatting and laughing along the way, curious about all the unfamiliar sights around them.

One of them had always been in Heaven Dou City or Spirit City and rarely ventured out.

The other was a poor boy from Nuoding City. Forget strolling around town-back then, Tang San had struggled just to stay alive.

Even after he joined Spirit Hall and gained access to countless resources, he had never taken the time to appreciate the local customs of the Douluo Continent as he did today.

Just as Tang San and Qian Renxue were getting caught up in their outing, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Dang Shan?!"

"What was that?" Hearing the muffled shout, Tang San was somewhat baffled. He had a feeling someone was calling him.

But who the hell pronounced things so badly that Tang San came out sounding like Dang Shan?

Curious, Tang San turned to look.

When he did, he found himself looking at an old acquaintance.

Yu Xiaogang!

Beside Yu Xiaogang stood Ma Hongjun, Zhao Wuji, and the others.

Yu Xiaogang's distinctive bald head reflected the nearby firelight. The swelling on his face hadn't gone down, and he was glaring at Tang San with resentment.

"Fwinawwy fwound you!"

Yu Xiaogang jabbed a finger at Tang San, but the force of the movement tugged at the wounds on his face, bringing tears to his eyes.

"Don't talk when you're in that state, Xiaogang." Zhao Wuji sighed and stepped forward, looking down at Tang San and Qian Renxue. "Are you the one who beat Xiaogang and our academy's students into this state?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Hongjun nodded furiously, like a pestle pounding garlic.

"That's him!"

Ma Hongjun's teeth itched with hatred as he looked at Tang San, but with Yu Xiaogang's shining example before him, he didn't dare shout. He could only glare at Tang San.

Dai Mubai, meanwhile, sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"I didn't think your luck would be so bad that you'd run into us again."

"You got lucky and escaped in the Star Dou Great Forest, but you won't be so lucky this time."

Tang San ignored him and tilted his head up slightly to look at Zhao Wuji, without a trace of panic in his eyes.

"I beat them. What about it?"

Beside him, Qian Renxue's gaze had gradually turned icy, and she looked at Zhao Wuji with open hostility.

If Tang San hadn't remained so unperturbed, she would already have killed these people who dared show him disrespect.

Since Tang San hadn't spoken yet, Qian Renxue was in no hurry either. She merely looked at them coldly.

Zhao Wuji clearly hadn't expected Tang San to answer that way. He froze for a moment, then a savage grin spread across his face.

"Good, good, good. You've got some nerve, kid."

"Don't think we're afraid of you just because you're from Spirit Hall!"

"To tell you the truth, we at Shrek Academy have never been afraid of trouble!"

Dai Mubai nodded beside him. "That's right."

"Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because Spirit Hall is backing you?"

"You're nothing but a piece of trash Blue Silver Grass. You beat up people from Shrek Academy and still think you can leave?"

"Teacher Wuji, just watch from the sidelines. Let me handle him!"

With that, he stepped forward, and four Soul Rings appeared around him.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple!

His Soul Power, at level forty-one, was on full display.

As the Soul Rings appeared, Dai Mubai's body suddenly grew much larger. A pale light erupted from him, and his golden hair instantly turned black and white.

The character "king" appeared on his forehead, and his hands doubled in size, covered by a layer of white fur. Sharp claws sprang out, gleaming like metal.

Martial Soul Possession!

Dai Mubai looked at Tang San and growled, "Kid, I'll teach you what it means to regret this!"

"If you apologize to us now, I might let you off if I'm in a good mood!"

"Xiao Wu's asleep, and this time there's no one left to save you!"

Tang San's expression didn't change at his words. He sneered.

"Oh?"

"There really are plenty of people looking for death!"

Qian Renxue's eyes flashed. After her gaze fell on the four Soul Rings around Dai Mubai, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and she gave a mocking laugh.

She knew Tang San's strength well and knew that Dai Mubai could never be a match for him.

So Qian Renxue was in no hurry to intervene.

Dai Mubai heard her mocking laugh clearly, and it instantly sent him into a rage.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You woman, I'll deal with you after I crush Tang San!"

As he spoke, a lustful gleam appeared in Dai Mubai's eyes.

The woman beside that Spirit Hall kid was simply too gorgeous. Even Dai Mubai had never seen a woman so beautiful.

He had volunteered to teach Tang San a lesson partly because he wanted to show off in front of the beauty.

Zhu Zhuqing caught the gleam in Dai Mubai's eyes. Her pretty, ice-cold face briefly registered surprise, and her eyes filled with disappointment.

Zhu Zhuqing had come to Shrek Academy with him because she wanted Dai Mubai to change, but now she saw that he was still the same Dai Mubai.

"Sigh..."

She sighed deeply in her heart. Her feelings for Dai Mubai had already diminished greatly.

Up ahead, Dai Mubai threw back his head and roared, then sprang forward, charging straight at Tang San.

His body swelled further, making him look like a white tiger walking upright. Black stripes appeared on his skin, and the purple light of his third Soul Skill flashed beside him.

Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

At the same time, numerous fist-sized golden spheres of light shot out from around Dai Mubai like meteors, speeding toward Tang San.

Fourth Soul Skill, White Tiger Meteor Shower!

Although the place where he hunted Soul Beasts had changed, Dai Mubai's fourth Soul Skill had not.

Tang San was naturally very familiar with White Tiger Meteor Shower. He stood his ground, not panicking in the slightest.

Swish!

Strands of Blue Silver Grass rose from beneath his feet, slicing through the air like dragons and serpents as they whipped the meteors away one by one.

"How is that possible?!"

At the sight, Dai Mubai froze on the spot, his eyes widening as he struggled to believe what he was seeing.

He was a level forty-one Soul Ancestor!

His Soul Skill should have been far more powerful than Ma Hongjun's!

How could his Soul Skill have been broken so easily by mere Blue Silver Grass?

Before Dai Mubai could figure out what had happened, the Blue Silver Grass had already swept toward him.

Smack!

Smack!

Sharp cracks rang out across the street, so loud that they reached the nearby mountain range and echoed again and again.

Tang San sneered. "You're too weak. Send someone else!"