I'll Make You Kneel in One Second

Three days later.

In an open clearing.

Tang San and Qin He stood facing each other.

A large crowd of Notting Academy students had formed a wide circle around them.

On Qin He's side were the noble students from Dormitory Six.

Xiao Chenyu shouted fervently, cheering Qin He on.

"Boss Qin He, you have to teach that bastard Tang San a lesson! Avenge me!"

Xiao Chenyu, a mere supporting character and a Level 15 Beast Spirit Master, had provoked Tang San in pursuit of his dream of making everyone call Qin He boss. In the end, Tang San had taught him a lesson, beating his face into a pig's head.

At that moment, he gritted his teeth, wishing he could devour Tang San alive.

A dignified noble had lost to a commoner brat—and one with a Trash Spirit, at that. It was simply too humiliating!

Tang San, meanwhile, was clearly only Level 10, and his Spirit was the most worthless Blue Silver Grass. Yet he had challenged someone above his level and defeated the upperclassman Xiao Chenyu, making quite a name for himself among the students.

Naturally, Tang San's cheer squad consisted of the people from Dorm Seven.

At their head was Wang Sheng. His Spirit was a tiger. Originally the boss of Dorm Seven, he had been beaten into submission by Tang San and joined Tang San's side.

Wang Sheng snorted coldly. "Xiao Chenyu, don't think you can do whatever you want just because Qin He has your back. My boss Tang San is no weaker than your Qin He!"

"Pah! That lowlife Tang San! He only beat me by using hidden weapons to hurt people. What kind of hero does that make him?"

Xiao Chenyu cursed furiously.

Xiao Chenyu had originally been a Level 15 Spirit Master, and his Spirit was a wolf. By all rights, he should not have lost so easily to Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

Unfortunately, Tang San was protected by the protagonist's halo and was also a transmigrator. Once the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons came out, Xiao Chenyu had gone straight to his knees.

Immediately afterward, the people from Dormitory Six began jeering as well.

"A winner is a hero! Hidden weapons? You, Xiao Chenyu, bullied someone weaker than you and still got utterly crushed. Aren't you embarrassed to say that out loud? Trash!"

Wang Sheng had a vicious tongue as well, immediately launching into a string of curses.

"Enough!"

Tang San frowned and stopped the argument between the two sides.

What did it mean to let the guests overshadow the host?

This was clearly a duel between Tang San and Qin He, yet their underlings had more than several times as much presence as the two of them.

Beside them, Qin He remained expressionless, his heart utterly unmoved. He even felt like laughing.

When we start fighting, should I exchange a few moves with him first, or just hold back and get instantly defeated in one move?

Countless thoughts flashed through Qin He's mind.

Although he had joined Notting Academy and rejected Spirit Hall's recruitment, his true purpose had been to keep a low profile and avoid trouble.

But given the strength he had displayed, Spirit Hall would definitely not let him go so easily.

Provoking Tang San and deliberately losing to him had been a strategy Qin He had planned long ago.

Originally, major powers such as Spirit Hall had all been watching Qin He, this genius. But once this genius failed, most of the halo around Qin He would disappear.

After all, Qin He had merely been assessed as having supreme talent.

If someone possessed supreme talent but had combat strength so weak it was laughable, why would Spirit Hall continue paying attention to him?

Tang San, on the other hand, would rise to prominence and enter Spirit Hall's sights!

A perfect strategy!

To simulate how he would lose the match, Qin He had rehearsed all night.

From his expressions to his movements, everything was guaranteed to be flawless!

I have to win! My Spirit may be weak, but I have hidden weapons!

At the same time, Tang San's heart surged with emotion.

Young Lord Qin He possessed unrivaled talent. It seemed as though all of Notting Academy was shrouded in Qin He's shadow.

But Tang San refused to accept that!

Defeating Qin He was merely the first step on his road to the pinnacle. The greatness of the Tang Sect was destined to leave Douluo Continent utterly astonished!

"I only need one second to make you kneel on the ground!"

Tang San's tone was arrogant beyond measure.

He had stayed up all night preparing countless Tang Sect Hidden Weapons. Among the stronger ones he could currently use, the Dragon Beard Needles could defeat enemies several levels above him!

Qin He was, after all, a native of Douluo Continent. So what if he had talent? He definitely would not recognize the hidden weapons in my hands!

"Brother Tang, I am Qin He, a Level 10 Spirit Master. My Spirit is an ordinary tiger. Please enlighten me!"

Before a duel on Douluo Continent, both sides reported their Spirits and levels as a sign of respect.

Qin He bowed with refined elegance, doing everything perfectly.

Mm, I have to keep a low profile.

Something like Divine Beast White Tiger would sound far too arrogant. I, Qin He, am just an ordinary tiger with a little extra light on its head.

Next, I'll summon an ordinary tiger first, then restrain my Soul Power as much as possible!

Otherwise, if his hidden weapons hit me and snap, it won't let Tang San put on a complete show.

Qin He was not exaggerating!

To be honest, as a Level 1000 God, even if Qin He lay there and let Tang San attack him, Tang San probably would not be able to knock off a single hair!

Once the other side used hidden weapons, the key would actually be Qin He's acting. When should he fall down? When should he bite a blood pack to make it look more convincing?

"Boom!"

A flash of white light swept through the clearing. Behind Qin He, a White Tiger Phantom descended over him, radiating a terrifying aura!

The instant Qin He summoned his Spirit, everyone present felt as though all the air around them had been sucked away, and a suffocating sensation descended upon them.

Many of them even had trembling legs and faces as pale as paper!

Tang San's face immediately darkened like the bottom of a pot.

What the hell are you showing off for!

Such a huge tiger, such a fierce tiger, and it was glowing—and you're telling me it's an ordinary tiger?

Wang Sheng's mouth twitched as well.

His Spirit was a tiger too, yes—but not the kind of ordinary tiger Qin He had described. Once summoned, Qin He's tiger was terrifying in every possible way.

Wang Sheng was the real ordinary tiger.

The moment Qin He summoned the White Tiger Spirit, Wang Sheng felt as if he had fallen into an ice pit!

Is this... the pressure of a bloodline?

They were both tigers, both kings of beasts, yet when Qin He summoned the White Tiger Spirit, Wang Sheng did not even have the right to move!

His teeth chattered nonstop. Wang Sheng even began to wonder whether coming here to provoke Young Lord Qin He had been a grave mistake!

"That tiger... really is ordinary!"

Xiao Chenyu's voice had become distorted, and even his legs were shaking.

Yet the fervor in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

Ordinary tiger?

Ordinary my ass!

"I am Tang San, Level 10. My Spirit is Blue Silver Grass!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and summoned his Spirit!

A blue vine extended from behind Tang San. However, compared to Qin He's Sacred White Tiger, its aura was inferior by countless levels!

Vines can bind tigers. Then I'll use hidden weapons to break through his defenses. I, Tang San, am guaranteed to win this battle!

Spirits had their natural strengths and weaknesses against one another, but although Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Spirit looked weak, it was not afraid of Qin He's tiger pressure!

With the support of his hidden weapons, Tang San was brimming with confidence!