Dealing with Tang San, I Have Plenty of Strength and Means

Bibi Dong's expression shifted. It must be that old bastard Qian Xunji sensing the situation at the Pope's Hall, eager to summon her over and demand an explanation.

After all, how many people in the world could possess such formidable Soul Power? And what if it had been released by Bibi Dong herself?

The Pope's Hall and the Elder Hall had never been on good terms.

"Tell them I'll be there shortly." Bibi Dong's face showed displeasure, and the Soul Master who had come to deliver the message, sensing the tension, quickly took his leave.

"Follow me," Bibi Dong said. "I'll take you to meet the Golden Generation of Martial Soul Hall."

"Alright."

Jiang Mian and the others obediently followed behind Bibi Dong. After several twists and turns, they finally arrived at an open space.

The area was built much like a training ground, with a few houses around it. This must be where Hu Liena and the others lived.

"Come out and meet your new companions." Bibi Dong tapped the ground with her scepter, and a few figures slowly emerged from the rooms.

Jiang Mian recognized the three in front—the Golden Generation of Martial Soul Hall: Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena.

As for the ones behind them, Jiang Mian didn't know them. They were likely prodigies in their own right, but far inferior to the three in front.

"Teacher, is there something you need from us?" Hu Liena stared at Jiang Mian, momentarily lost in a daze. Could a man really be this handsome?

Jiang Mian keenly noticed Hu Liena's unusual gaze. He touched his face uncertainly but said nothing.

Bibi Dong said, "This is Jiang Mian. From now on, he and the young lady beside him will be joining your group."

"Understood." As the team leader, Xie Yue naturally accepted Bibi Dong's orders. Yan, seeing the way Hu Liena looked at Jiang Mian, couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

Yan immediately challenged him. "Friend, what's your rank? Do you have what it takes to join the Golden Generation of Martial Soul Hall?"

"Twelve years old, Soul Power level 52." Jiang Mian spread his hands, wearing an expression that said everyone present was trash. "Friend, do you think I'm qualified?"

"Jiang Mian... sounds familiar." Xie Yue seemed to have heard the name somewhere before, but he couldn't quite recall it at the moment.

Right in front of them stood the very guy wanted by Martial Soul Hall.

"Interesting. Want to spar with me?" Yan cracked his neck. "I won't go easy on you."

Jiang Mian ignored him and turned to look at Bibi Dong. Their eyes met, and it seemed she wanted to see Jiang Mian's abilities too.

"Friend, since it's a spar," Jiang Mian said with a smirk, "I won't use my Martial Soul. Wouldn't want people saying I bullied you."

"Big talk requires skill." Yan waved at the people around him, signaling them to clear some space.

Jiang Mian calmly adjusted his collar, clasped his hands behind his back, and waited quietly for Yan to make his move.

"Yan, Martial Soul Flame Lord, level 47, Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor."

"Alright. Come at me."

Yan raised an eyebrow. This kid didn't even bother introducing himself? He really didn't take him seriously.

"Second Soul Skill, Granite."

Yan shouted, and his right arm instantly turned to rock, magma flowing through the cracks. This move both enhanced his attack and added defense.

"Flame Lord, huh? Interesting." Yan smiled faintly, thinking the kid had potential.

In his nearly three hundred thousand years of life, he had once fought against a soul beast like the Flame Lord. As for the result, it was obvious—Yan was still alive.

Jiang Mian's right hand wrapped in flames, easily catching Yan's Second Soul Skill. Moreover, the flames on Jiang Mian's hand slithered like a dragon, spreading toward Yan!

"Not good."

Seeing the situation turn bad, Yan immediately kicked with his left leg toward Jiang Mian. Jiang Mian blocked it with his left hand, grabbed his ankle, and used the momentum to fling him away.

With the multiple extreme attributes now within him, dealing with a mere Flame Lord was child's play.

Yan rolled twice on the ground before barely stabilizing himself.

His face flushed with embarrassment. He had just lost face in front of his goddess, and that kid hadn't even activated his Martial Soul!

"First Soul Skill, Hellish Magma Charge!"

Yan slammed his hands against the ground, and a red glow immediately flickered beneath Jiang Mian's feet.

Jiang Mian stood calmly. Though he didn't move a step, Yan's Hellish Magma Charge couldn't rise up to him.

With the Extreme Fire within him, this little bit of magma didn't dare act up in front of Jiang Mian.

"Damn it!" Yan roared, abandoning his Soul Skills entirely and charging in for close combat.

He threw a punch, but Jiang Mian sidestepped and reached for his shoulders. If Jiang Mian hadn't held back, that arm would have been dislocated.

But Yan didn't know when to quit. Breaking free, he threw another punch straight at Jiang Mian's face.

Jiang Mian's feet moved lightly, dodging Yan's attacks with ease.

"He hasn't even activated his Martial Soul, and he's toying with Yan, who's at the same level?" Hu Liena exclaimed in awe. "Not only is he handsome, but his strength is incredible too."

"What's gotten into you?" Xie Yue couldn't help but tease his sister. His sister was perfect in every way, with outstanding talent, but when it came to romance, she was far too easy to hook—falling for any handsome man she saw.

Still, Jiang Mian was the only man who had ever made Hu Liena act this way.

Jiang Mian seized the opportunity, grabbed Yan's wrist, and flung him away.

"Sky Rend Claw."

Jiang Mian's lips curled slightly. He vanished in a flash, and no one could make out his figure. When he reappeared the next moment, four gashes torn by sharp blades had appeared on Yan's upper garment, yet the skin beneath was completely unharmed.

Such precise control over force—even a Titled Douluo might not necessarily be able to do it.

"This man can actually fully suppress Yan's Flame Lord martial soul?" Xie Yue's eyes lit up as he remarked, "Just what background does he have?"

"You've already lost." Jiang Mian walked back to the team calmly and sneered, "With skill like that, you call yourself part of the Golden Generation?"

"You!"

Yan flew into a rage out of humiliation and wanted to unleash his soul skill again, but Bibi Dong teleported to his side and said flatly, "A loss is a loss. Don't humiliate yourself further."

"Yes." Facing Bibi Dong, Yan's spirit immediately deflated. He obediently walked over to Hu Liena's side, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

"This little fellow is interesting." Yan walked up to Yan and carefully examined his body. "The Flame Lord martial soul—an old friend I haven't seen in a long time."

"Who are you?" Yan instinctively wanted to step back but found himself completely unable to move, his legs as if filled with lead.

"Do not be rude." Bibi Dong respectfully bowed to Yan and said, "Senior, do you intend to teach this child?"

"Since Xiao Mian agreed to your request, I naturally have to comply." Yan nodded and said, "But I'll only teach this one; forget the rest."

"Thank you, Senior." Bibi Dong gave a slight bow to Yan, the greatest courtesy she could offer as the Pope.

"S-Senior, you are...?" Seeing Bibi Dong's attitude toward Yan, Yan couldn't help but tremble all over and stammered, "Th-Thank you for your favor, Senior."

"Mm." Yan nodded in satisfaction. "With the Flame Lord's power, given time, it may not be impossible for you to reach my current level."

Bear Lord chuckled. Since Yan had taken on a disciple, he couldn't just sit idle either.

"That kid." Bear Lord raised a hand and pointed at Xie Yue, asking with a smile, "You're the captain, right? Show me your martial soul."

"Yes." Xie Yue was quick on the uptake. This burly simpleton was clearly no ordinary man, and he immediately summoned his martial soul.

"Xie Yue, martial soul Moon Blade, forty-seventh level Attack System Soul Ancestor."

"Very sharp." Bear Lord weighed the Moon Blade in his hand and laughed, "It can pair with my Sky Rend Claw. I'll take you as my disciple."

"Thank you, Senior." Xie Yue's eyes lit up. He quickly knelt and kowtowed three times to Bear Lord.

Now, among the Martial Soul Hall's Golden Generation, Hu Liena's teacher was Bibi Dong, Xie Yue had acknowledged Bear Lord, and Yan had acknowledged Yan. Their future prospects were surely limitless.

"Listen, you'd better step up your game." Bear Lord patted Xie Yue's shoulder and laughed, "At least don't lose to that guy's disciple, or I'll kill you!"

"Yes." Xie Yue shuddered. Though Bear Lord spoke with a smiling face, the killing intent was no joke. If he lost to Yan, he really might be killed.

"Jiang Mian and this young lady will be your companions from now on." Bibi Dong instructed, "They're much younger than you, but their Soul Power is close to yours. Do you understand what I mean?"

If you don't work hard, you'll be trampled underfoot!

The Auspicious Beast looked at Bibi Dong and couldn't help but curl her lip, as if she found Bibi Dong deeply repulsive.

Jiang Mian noticed the Auspicious Beast's reaction. He knew Bibi Dong was currently undergoing the Rakshasa God's trial, and he had to stop her from later becoming a bloodthirsty, twisted beauty.

The Auspicious Beast possessed the Eye of Fate, and having been born from heaven itself, she was naturally repulsed by such evil thoughts.

Jiang Mian felt the Auspicious Beast might prefer the holy light of the Angel God.

"Practice hard here. I'm leaving." Bibi Dong ordered, "From now on, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo won't be teaching you. You'll follow these two seniors completely."

"Yes."

Bibi Dong headed to the Elder Hall. Jiang Mian looked at these members of the Martial Soul Hall's Golden Generation and smiled, "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Jiang Mian. From now on, I'm your brother."

"My name is Zhu Zhuqing." Zhu Zhuqing introduced herself coolly.

"My name is Nan Meng. You can call me Xiao Meng," the Auspicious Beast improvised a name on the spot.

"Hello." Xie Yue nodded in welcome.

"Jiang Mian, a nice name." Hu Liena crooked her finger and smiled, "Little Mian, take good care of me from now on."

Jiang Mian looked at Hu Liena and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. How seductive. No wonder she has the Fox Spirit Martial Soul. And it seems she was just drooling over me.

A face-con.

Yan's expression was somewhat indignant, but Yan beside him suddenly reminded, "By the rules, this Jiang Mian is my master. You'd better be polite."

Yan shuddered all over. He stiffly turned his head to look at Yan and found the man didn't seem to be joking. He immediately walked up to Jiang Mian with a smile and said, "Brother, we're friends now after that fight. If anything comes up, just tell me. I'll go through fire and water for you without hesitation."

"Easy, easy." Jiang Mian laughed heartily and patted Yan's shoulder. "Captain Xie Yue, could you please prepare a few rooms for us?"

"Just call me Xie Yue." With a glance from Xie Yue, the soul masters behind him immediately ran off to clean out the empty rooms.

"There's no rush on the rooms. Actually, I have an idea, but I'm not sure if it's feasible," Jiang Mian said.

"What idea?" Xie Yue asked.

"I want to go train at the Great Soul Fighting Arena. Anyone want to come with me?" Jiang Mian said.

"The Great Soul Fighting Arena? What's the point?" Hu Liena asked curiously. "Isn't it just a place for trash soul masters to fight?"

"Exactly." Jiang Mian nodded. His purpose in going to the Great Soul Fighting Arena was purely to bully Tang San, but he couldn't say that out loud. "In that kind of arena, you can improve your strength quickly."

"Interesting." Xie Yue's lips curled slightly. "Jiang Mian, count me in. I'll go with you."

"And me." Yan didn't want to miss this chance to get on Jiang Mian's good side. His own master had to obey him—what was he, anyway?

"First time I've seen my brother and Yan so proactive. Count me in too." Hu Liena covered her mouth with a laugh.

The other spirit masters exchanged glances but ultimately chose not to go with Jiang Mian.

"Adding Xiao Meng and Zhuqing, that makes six of us?" Jiang Mian said. "Then let's go."

"Move out." Bear Lord patted his belly and gave the order.

One group set off in a grand procession toward the Great Spirit Arena, while another group was also preparing to depart.

Inside Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with an air of profundity and said, "Xiao San, I'll take you all to the Great Spirit Arena for some training to gain practical combat experience."

"Teacher, we just obtained our third spirit rings. Shouldn't we rest for a few days?" Tang San replied.

"No need. Strike while the iron is hot." Yu Xiaogang shook his head and said expressionlessly.

"The nearest Great Spirit Arena is the Suo Tuo Great Spirit Arena in Suotuo City," Flander said. "I hear there's betting at the arena too. Winning could earn us some money."

"Then let's head out right away," Ma Hongjun said excitedly from the side. "Perfect chance to see if there are any pretty girls in the big city. Heh heh, Dai Laoda, you in?"

"Absolutely." Dai Mubai slung an arm around Ma Hongjun's shoulder, both of them grinning with ill intent.

Xiao Wu shot them a look of disdain, then bounced over and grabbed Tang San's hand, laughing. "Third Brother and Xiao Wu are a team. We'll knock them all down."

"Don't be too careless, Xiao Wu," Tang San said, stroking her long hair with a smile. "But with our current strength, dealing with them should be pretty easy."

They had no idea what a terrifying and brutal ordeal awaited them.

Jiang Mian was no delicate weakling—he had plenty of strength and methods.