Oscar: Eat, eat my Big Sausage
But now Tang San only dared mutter under his breath, not openly talk back. He had no choice.
He had already been put on the spot. If he backed down now, he feared he would be too ashamed to stay at Shrek Academy afterward.
So Tang San took a deep breath, adjusted his stance, and prepared to face his enemy.
And what about Teacher Zhao, Zhao Wuji? He had watched the whole exchange without saying a word or giving any indication of his thoughts.
The reason was simple: this brat showed off far too much!
He had to be at the front of everything, competing to show off before anyone else, and he was always trying to do it without looking like he was showing off.
He had seen right through the brat Tang San long ago.
He wanted attention but didn't want to be called vain, so he had to make a show of reluctance and end up forced to show off.
Zhao Wuji had a very clear definition for that kind of person: a whore who wanted a monument to her chastity!
Even if Tang Hao had warned him that night to look out for Tang San, he couldn't very well step in and openly take his side in a situation like this, could he?
It was plainly because the brat Tang San had alienated everyone and ruined his own relationships this badly. There was nothing to criticize Zhao Wuji for if he didn't step in.
So Zhao Wuji was happy to leave things as they were. Without a word, he stood on a rock nearby and quietly watched how things unfolded.
Back on Tang San's side, he was pulling out all the stops: Mysterious Jade Hand, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Purple Demon Eye!
He sprang lightly down from the tree and, with a few swift movements, charged behind the serpent!
"Mysterious Jade Hand!" Tang San roared. His hands turned cyan, and several Hidden Weapons flew from them!
They shot toward the great serpent's back with a succession of sharp whistles!
As it happened, the great serpent seemed almost preternaturally aware today. With a flick of its body, it dodged every last Hidden Weapon! Its scales gave off waves of cold and reflected a dazzling arc of light!
Then its body twisted in an instant. Before its head could turn, its body moved, and its tail lashed straight at Tang San like a steel whip!
Tang San, confident he had the upper hand, laughed three times.
"Beast! If you bit me with your fangs, I might fear you a little, but a mere serpent's tail? Watch me block it with one hand!"
Strictly speaking, one couldn't afford to be distracted in battle, especially not when one was talking to a Soul Beast. Why waste your breath on a beast?
But Tang San had said it mainly for everyone else's benefit, so he could show off.
Sure enough, after those words, everyone's gazes, which had been wandering in all directions, converged on Tang San. They stopped talking and moving, all waiting expectantly to see how he performed (made a fool of himself).
"Watch my Mysterious Jade Hand!"
Jiang Qin was so exasperated he almost laughed. Damn it, why didn't Tang San stop and think about why it was called a "Phoenix-tail" Crested Serpent?
And he dared meet it head-on?
Jiang Qin couldn't quite bear to watch and turned his head away.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
"Aagh!!!"
Tang San's agonized scream pierced the clouds once again, startling a flock of birds several hundred meters away into flight.
His Mysterious Jade Hand had proven almost helpless against the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's tail. The cyan color faded completely, and his hands swelled all over.
Actually, Tang San couldn't be blamed for overestimating himself. When he was in peak condition, his Mysterious Jade Hand was naturally extremely powerful.
But...
Today, Tang San had twice been caught in pincer attacks, both of which had targeted his vital areas. He was already an arrow at the end of its flight, merely forcing himself to carry on, so naturally he couldn't display his usual strength.
Xiao Wu stamped her foot in anxiety, her face full of worry, and moved to help.
A glimmer of hope appeared on Tang San's face again. He stared eagerly at Xiao Wu, but he couldn't bring himself to ask for help.
Then Ma Hongjun spoke up again.
"Xiao Wu! Are you trying to put your third brother in an unjust position?"
"Your third brother already said he could do it himself and didn't need anyone's help. Don't you believe him?"
Ma Hongjun spoke with righteous indignation, but he was on the verge of losing control of his expression, his face twisted like a pretzel as he held back his laughter.
Xiao Wu hadn't given up entirely. She looked toward Tang San without stopping, activating Martial Soul Possession. Two furry rabbit ears had already appeared on her head.
But even now, Tang San stubbornly clung to his pride and shouted, "Xiao Wu, go back! I don't need your help! Watch how your third brother kills this beast!"
Xiao Wu had almost flown to Tang San's side, only to be scolded back.
She felt a little hurt, and her eyes filled with tears. She truly couldn't understand what her third brother was thinking.
Ning Rongrong was all smiles as she took Xiao Wu into her arms. "There, there, Xiao Wu. Why are you crying? Believe in your third brother. He can definitely do it!"
Xiao Wu nodded, rested her head on Ning Rongrong's shoulder, and sighed softly. "I understand my brother's thoughts less and less."
Finally, after a long and bitter battle, and with Tang San desperately drawing on a sudden burst of power, he wore the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent to death, leaving himself completely exhausted.
Tang San collapsed straight to the ground, gasping for breath. Sweat drenched his hair, and he had several wounds on his body, all inflicted by the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.
Seeing this, everyone put aside their teasing thoughts and hurried over to check his injuries. Zhao Wuji led the way and was the first to reach him.
Jokes and teasing were one thing, but they couldn't really let Tang San get beaten to death, could they?
Seeing everyone approach, Tang San's lips curved upward. With the pride of a man returning victorious from battle, he said:
"Little Ao, quickly! Kill him and take his ring while he's still clinging to life!"
Oscar was somewhat moved as well. He took the Big Sausage from his clothes and, without waiting for an answer, stuffed it straight into Tang San's mouth. "Tang San-no, third brother, I misunderstood you before. You're a good man! There's no rush to absorb the Soul Ring. Hurry and eat this sausage!"
Tang San struggled desperately, trying to spit the sausage out, but with his mouth stuffed full, he couldn't speak and could only make muffled noises.
Oscar, however, kept pushing it in. He thought Tang San was simply refusing out of politeness, and his eyes filled with tears of gratitude. "Third brother, don't stand on ceremony with me. There are plenty more sausages, so just eat it!"
Tang San: "..."
"Mmph, mmph~"
Tang San struggled even harder, anxiety showing in his eyes.
Damn it, who wants to eat your sausage?!
The more he struggled, the more moved Oscar became, and the harder he pushed.
Normally, Oscar, a support Soul Master, wouldn't have been able to overpower Tang San, but Tang San was so weak now that he was barely stronger than an ant. He couldn't resist at all.
In the end, it was forced all the way in, making his throat ache from being jabbed.
He was so desperate that tears came to his eyes, and he kept rolling them back.
Oscar, however, scratched his head sheepishly.
"It's all right, third brother. No need to thank me. It's what brothers should do!"
Damn it, who the fuck is thanking you?!!!
Tang San was almost at his breaking point. He managed to finish the sausage, but his condition showed no improvement. Instead, after all that struggling, he seemed to have gotten a little worse.
He had just barely been able to stand, but now he had collapsed like a pile of mud, weaker than ever.
Zhao Wuji's expression turned solemn. Knowing this was no time for fooling around, he hurriedly began issuing orders with a grave face.
"Jiang Qin, come here and give Tang San the recovery pill."
"The rest of you, keep watch in every direction. Oscar, get ready to absorb the Soul Ring!"