Tang San Comes Under Attack from All Sides

Tang San grew angrier as he saw the contemptuous look Jiang Qin cast him!

He was waiting for Jiang Qin to curse him out so he could make an issue of it, draw everyone's attention, and seize the chance to challenge him to a fight!

That was right. He intended to challenge a support Soul Master to a fight, and God King Tang felt no shame about it whatsoever.

But Jiang Qin actually dared to ignore him!

Damn it!

Tang syndrome, activate!

His eyes turned bloodred, and he panted like an ox!

Tang San's lungs were practically bursting with rage!

He failed to notice that something was amiss with the atmosphere, which was growing colder and colder.

Xiao Wu keenly sensed the change. She reached out and quietly tugged at Tang San's hem again, whispering hastily, "Third Brother, stop talking."

But Tang San shoved her hand away again and snapped, "Xiao Wu! It's bad enough that you won't speak up for me, but now you're siding with outsiders? Whose side are you on?!"

Caught off guard, Xiao Wu nearly fell from the shove. His words left her stunned, her whole body frozen, her large, bright eyes filling with tears.

I never thought Third Brother saw me that way...

I was clearly trying to help him. I only warned him because I was afraid he'd provoke everyone's anger...

"Why? Why?!"

Sob, sob...

Xiao Wu retreated to the side, tears rolling down her cheeks. She looked at the seemingly frenzied Tang San beside her, then at Jiang Qin across from her, who had kindly given her a recovery pill. A tangle of thoughts welled up in her heart.

Those words completely ignited the increasingly oppressive atmosphere.

Jiang Qin couldn't hold back either. He hadn't expected Tang San to be so petty. Wasn't he handing him an assist?

Jiang Qin cleared his throat. He had already decided what to say.

He was just about to speak when a clear voice cut him off.

"Tang San! What bullshit are you spouting? What have support Soul Masters ever done to you?!"

Jiang Qin froze and looked toward the source of the voice. It was Ning Rongrong.

Her little face was ashen with anger. Hands on her hips, she spoke furiously.

"Without us support Soul Masters in a fight, you combat Soul Masters wouldn't be worth a damn! Besides, didn't you take Jiang Qin's recovery pill too?!"

"You ate your fill and now you're cursing the cook? Looking down on support Soul Masters?"

The barrage of questions left Tang San dumbfounded. He instinctively began to defend himself. "Support Soul Masters aren't much use to begin with... And I was talking about the kind like Jiang Qin who provide food. They're even less useful..."

At that, Oscar couldn't hold back either. He had already been growing impatient listening to Tang San, but he'd kept quiet because they were all roommates and he didn't want to fall out with him.

Oscar's face darkened at once, and his enchanting eyes filled with impatience. "Tang San, isn't that a bit too narrow-minded of you?!"

"What, haven't you eaten enough of my Big Sausages?!"

Dai Mubai chimed in mockingly, "What's this, Xiao San? You don't want to eat Little Ao's Big Sausages ever again?"

He was gloating. Proud and arrogant as he was, Dai Mubai naturally didn't want to see Tang San steal the spotlight. After all, he was the boss at Shrek Academy.

Tang San's expression grew uglier. His earlier confidence was gone, and his voice weakened as he stammered, "I, I..."

Ning Rongrong delivered the killing blow. "You what?! What, are support Martial Souls inferior to combat Martial Souls?"

"Could my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the best support Martial Soul on the continent, be inferior to your lousy Blue Silver Grass?!"

Ning Rongrong's Little Demoness persona was on full display. The pride of a noble sect would not allow her to let Tang San insult it.

Besides, it would have been one thing if he really had a top-tier combat Martial Soul, but his was a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, the most common on the continent!

That stuff was everywhere!

What did he have to be proud of?!

Tang San was utterly defeated. His proud demeanor was gone, and his face was pale. He summoned his courage again, wanting to explain. "Rongrong, that's not what I meant. I was just..."

"Shut your mouth!" Ning Rongrong showed him no courtesy whatsoever.

"Who gave you permission to call me by my name? Scum like you who look down on support Soul Masters and repay kindness with malice think you're worthy of calling me Rongrong?"

Oscar's eyes lit up as he watched. He was especially fond of Ning Rongrong's haughty manner.

"Jiang Qin kindly gave you a recovery pill. It's bad enough that you didn't thank him, but you're also like a mad dog, savagely biting anyone you see?"

"What, did you get a fake pill? Or is your mental illness acting up?"

"Even when your own sister tried to talk some sense into you, you snapped at him. Is that any way to be a brother?"

"You're utterly unreasonable!"

Ning Rongrong was furious. She had lived a pampered life since childhood and had never met anyone like this!

With that, she walked over to Xiao Wu and drew her to her side, away from Tang San.

She despised people who bullied their own more than anything!

Xiao Wu's expression was complicated. She hesitated for a moment but ultimately let Rongrong pull her over.

Tang San backed down. He completely backed down!

The moment he heard Ning Rongrong reveal her identity as a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he immediately caved!

Although he had lorded it over everyone at Nuoding Academy and developed an arrogant, overbearing personality, he didn't have the guts to strut around in front of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's eldest princess!

She could wipe him out with a wave of her hand!

Jiang Qin folded his arms across his chest and gloated. It seemed he wouldn't have to step in himself after all.

Sure enough, heaven would smite a fool. He hadn't even used a basic attack, and his opponent was already out of health.

Tang San lowered his head and said cautiously to Ning Rongrong, "I'm sorry. That's not what I meant. I..."

Oscar's face nearly twisted with anger when he saw Tang San ignore him. So Tang San would back down and apologize to her because she was from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but he'd ignore him because he was a commoner Soul Master?

But Ning Rongrong wasn't having it. "Well, well, isn't this the great combat Soul Master Tang San? Don't you apologize to me. I couldn't possibly accept it. Besides, the people you should apologize to most are Jiang Qin and your sister Xiao Wu!"

Xiao Wu hurriedly said, "No, Brother, you don't have to apologize to me. I'm fine. You should apologize to Jiang Qin instead. After all..."

Before Xiao Wu could finish, Tang San's increasingly vicious look scared her into silence. She closed her mouth and said no more.

Tang San remained silent, his expression shifting as though he were hesitating over something.

Ma Hongjun stuck out his fat belly and sneered, "What's wrong? Did you hurt your foot too, Young Master Tang? How about begging Jiang Qin for another pill to treat your leg?"

He still needed Jiang Qin to give him pills regularly for his Evil Fire, so he had no desire to offend Jiang Qin for the sake of a newcomer.

Seeing everyone turn against him, Tang San looked toward Jiang Qin in the distance, a flash of malice in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and finally moved, making his way toward Jiang Qin with the difficulty of a crawling snail.

Jiang Qin stood at ease, arms folded across his chest. Seeing the venomous look in Tang San's eyes, he showed a trace of contempt, and a wicked grin curled his lips.

He hurriedly stopped Tang San. "Classmate Tang San, there's no need for that. We'll be classmates from now on. I won't hold it against you."

Jiang Qin spoke magnanimously, wearing an innocent smile.