Hearing that familiar mature female voice, Zhao Zilong's heart trembled. Compared to Tang San, he was already evenly matched with him in most respects; the only thing he lacked was Twin Martial Souls. And now, the system had actually taken the initiative to grant him Twin Martial Souls.
At that moment, Zhao Zilong understood. So it was because of my mindset! Of course! The system is the Protagonist Deprivation System—it's bound to set me against the protagonist. Yet I actually used to want to befriend him.
Tang San looked at Zhao Zilong. Although he regarded Zhao Zilong as an opponent, he still wanted to recruit him. After all, the Tang Sect needed talented people. He said sternly, "Zhao Zilong, if I win, I want you to apologize to my teacher."
At those words, a chill immediately entered Zhao Zilong's eyes.
Sure enough, Tang San and I can only be enemies. Zhao Zilong's eyes no longer held any confusion. Although he now regarded Tang San as an enemy and was wary of his talent, he truly despised Yu Xiaogang, that useless piece of trash, from the bottom of his heart.
He had not expected Tang San to say something like that at a time like this, and it inexplicably enraged Zhao Zilong. Originally, he had only planned to defeat Tang San and leave it at that. Even if he was not wary of Tang San, he still had to be wary of Tang Hao behind him. But now, not only would he defeat Tang San, he would grind him into the ground.
"If I win, I want you to shout here that I, Tang San, am trash."
Tang San's face instantly darkened. He had once admired Zhao Zilong's talent, but that feeling was now completely gone. He said coldly, "Then let's