Smack!
Tang San's fist slammed hard into the floor.
"Spirit Hall has gone too far! Teacher, we'll follow your instructions for tomorrow's match. Once we win the championship, let's see if Spirit Hall dares to withhold our prizes!"
Tang Hao said nothing.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes kept shifting evasively as he spoke, making it obvious that his account contained some exaggerations. His claim of meeting Bibi Dong was probably false. Perhaps Spirit Hall's people had noticed something amiss the moment he produced the Pope Token, and he had never even seen her.
Still, in Tang San's current condition, he truly needed Yu Xiaogang's help. Tang Hao could hardly embarrass him.
Tang Hao sighed softly. Rather than reproach him, he expressed concern. "Grandmaster, your health comes first. I'll keep an eye on the tournament as well. But... ah, if only I'd listened to you sooner."
Yu Xiaogang's expression froze, and he hurriedly asked, "Your Excellency Haotian, has Xiao San added Spirit Rings to his second martial soul?"
The person who had always stopped Tang San from adding Spirit Rings to his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul was, in fact, Yu Xiaogang.
If Tang San simply waited until his Blue Silver Grass martial soul reached Level 80 or higher, his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul could start with fifty-thousand-year Spirit Rings. Even with the worst possible luck, even if every ring was only around fifty thousand years old and he obtained no Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, it would still be a qualitative transformation for him.
If he could obtain a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, Tang San would probably reach Level 98, or even Level 99, soon after becoming a Titled Douluo.
Tang San was Yu Xiaogang's only hope of turning his fortunes around. Strictly speaking, he wanted Tang San to become