Tang San's Butt Blossomed Under Abuse, Oscar Lost His Spirit Ring

Tang San's Butt Blossomed Under Abuse, Oscar Lost His Spirit Ring

Tang San's words left Zhao Wuji utterly dumbfounded.

If anyone else had said them, he naturally would not have reacted so strongly.

The problem was that Tang San had said them.

In Zhao Wuji's heart, Tang San had thoroughly become a useless student who had gotten into the academy through the back door.

At first, he had still been somewhat doubtful.

He had merely attributed Tang San's performance during the Entrance Exam that day to his poor condition.

But just now, the latter had rashly charged in without a thought to fight the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent alone.

Only to be sent flying by a sweep of its tail.

That made Zhao Wuji realize that Tang San's temperament was unfit for any important task.

He did not care whether the latter's master was some Great Master.

Besides, even the theories proposed by that "Great Master" had no practical evidence to support them.

It was not just Zhao Wuji.

The rest of Shrek Academy had also been amused by Tang San's words.

Could this guy fucking stop for a moment?

If there were no outsiders around, he would only be humiliating himself.

But if he insisted on making a fool of himself now,

he would be disgracing all of Shrek Academy.

Zhao Wuji had just been about to refuse.

Who would have thought that Tang San would walk straight up to Meng Yiran and speak with a confident expression,

"My Soul Power is Level 28. That shouldn't count as taking advantage of you, right?"

Just two days ago, his Soul Power had broken through from Level 27 to Level 28.

He was now filled with inexplicable confidence.

As for having just been sent flying by the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent,

Tang San believed it had merely been a minor accident.

His true strength

was more than enough to contend with a Level 30 Spirit Master.

Gu Xuan nearly failed to keep a straight face when he heard that.

Just how had Tang San managed to say something so shameless?

Although Meng Yiran had yet to absorb a spirit ring,

her Soul Power was a genuine Level 30.

Even without altering the plot,

beating Tang San senseless would be effortless for her.

At that moment, Chao Tianxiang slowly nodded.

If her granddaughter could not even defeat a Spirit Master two levels below her,

then they would have nothing more to say.

The next second, Tang San stepped forward.

"My name is Tang San. My spirit is Blue Silver Grass. Level 28, two-ring Battle Spirit Master."

The girl's expression was cold.

"Meng Yiran. My spirit is the Serpent Cane. Level 30, two-ring Battle Spirit Master."

The instant she finished speaking, Meng Yiran's figure flashed.

In just two breaths, she arrived before Tang San.

The two-meter-long Serpent Cane came crashing down toward his head.

Zhao Wuji, standing nearby, had already furrowed his brow.

His expression was none too pleasant either.

He had not even spoken, yet the other side had already agreed.

Like everyone else, he did not think Tang San could win.

But things had come to this, and Tang San and Meng Yiran were already fucking fighting.

So he would not interfere any further.

Zhao Wuji was already thinking about finding another spirit ring for Oscar.

The fury in Meng Yiran's heart had long been blazing.

A rare spirit ring that had practically been in her grasp had encountered such a setback. Of course, she was furious.

She could not wait to quickly defeat Tang San before her

and take the Thousand-Year Phoenix Tail Cockscomb Snake to absorb its spirit ring and advance.

"Blue Silver Death Bind!"

Tang San shouted.

Several strands of Blue Silver Grass rapidly wrapped around Meng Yiran's body.

"Hng—!"

With a cold snort, the two spirit rings on Meng Yiran's body suddenly lit up at the same time.

She unleashed both spirit skills simultaneously.

To everyone's astonishment,

Meng Yiran's body, bound within the Blue Silver Grass, suddenly twisted as though she had no bones.

Her body suddenly became supple.

It slid rapidly across the ground as though coated in oil.

With a powerful swing, the snake-headed cane in her hand smashed toward Tang San.

From the snake head at the tip of the cane, a two-foot-long Snake Blade shot out.

It instantly closed the distance between her and Tang San.

The blade shimmered with a deep blue gleam, clearly carrying deadly poison.

Meng Yiran activated both spirit skills at once.

First Spirit Ring skill, Snake Blade!

Second Spirit Ring skill, Snake Body!

Everyone knew that if this strike landed,

Tang San's situation would immediately become dire.

Ding!

Plot Entry successfully extracted!

Please choose one of the following three entries to modify!

At that moment, the system's pleasant voice rang in Gu Xuan's mind.

1. Tang San used Mysterious Jade Hand to forcibly catch Meng Yiran's Snake Blade.

2. Tang San used his second spirit skill to briefly restrain Meng Yiran before escaping.

3. Meng Yiran's Snake Blade arrived in an instant. Tang San failed to dodge in time and was stabbed in the forearm.

Gu Xuan considered it for a moment before giving the system an order in his mind.

"System, I choose the third entry."

An inconspicuous smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Modify the third entry to:

Meng Yiran's Snake Blade arrived in an instant. Tang San failed to dodge in time and was stabbed in the butt."

Ding!

Plot modification successful!

The instant he finished speaking, Tang San instinctively turned to dodge.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill circulated, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track activated.

He easily dodged Meng Yiran's attack.

However, just as Tang San was about to counterattack,

Meng Yiran's Snake Blade suddenly curved along a bizarre arc.

It instantly stabbed toward Tang San.

The latter was startled, his expression changing dramatically.

But he no longer had the time or angle to evade.

"Pfft—!"

The next second, the Snake Blade easily pierced Tang San's butt.

Blood instantly sprayed out.

"Aah—!"

Tang San let out a miserable scream and collapsed to the ground.

His entire body trembled and convulsed uncontrollably.

Moreover, the blood flowing from his butt turned blackish-purple at a visible rate.

Zhao Wuji's expression darkened as he spoke with great reluctance.

"Stop. We lost."

If this continued, Tang San might directly lose his life.

Though Zhao Wuji did not feel the slightest sympathy for him,

he was still Great Master's disciple.

He had to give the dean some face.

Meng Yiran stepped back upon hearing this and withdrew her spirit.

Then, with a casual wave of her hand, she tossed Tang San a pill.

It was the antidote to her snake venom.

If he did not take it, within half an hour,

the poison would flare up and kill him.

Tang San hurriedly swallowed it.

He lay flat on his back, gasping heavily.

The agonizing pain from his butt made him wish he were dead.

"Farewell!"

Chao Tianxiang unceremoniously grabbed the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

She took Meng Yiran and swiftly left the area.

They soon vanished without a trace.

"Tang San, you...!"

Oscar was already furious to the point of exploding.

What had been a perfect situation had been ruined by that idiot Tang San.

His fists clenched tightly, and he nearly died of anger.

The other students did not react as strongly as Oscar.

But they were equally disdainful of Tang San.

Zhao Wuji's expression was even more grim as he glared at Tang San with fierce eyes.

Ding!

Plot outcome detected: Tang San was brutally beaten by Meng Yiran, causing Oscar to lose the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent spirit ring!!

At that moment, the system's voice appeared in Gu Xuan's mind right on cue.