Lang Ge, There Were Too Many People Just Now, You Really Have to Teach Me This!

"Damn, where did this kid come from? He actually defeated Blazing Academy's prodigy, Huo Wushuang, with a single sword strike!"

"Who cares where he came from? First, take a look at what's going on with that kid's Soul Rings!"

"My god, five black Soul Rings! How did this kid pull that off?!"

"Is he insane? Didn't they say there was a limit to absorbing Soul Rings? How can this kid absorb ten-thousand-year Soul Rings?!"

"Forget about how he absorbed ten-thousand-year Soul Rings for now. Worry about the money we just bet..."

"Fuck, my hundred Gold Soul Coins! I was planning to go see Lili when I got back!"

"..."

Everyone was first shocked by Chen Lang's strength, then by his Soul Rings, and finally began grieving over the money they had just wagered.

Each of them was heartbroken, swearing never to gamble again.

But gamblers would always be gamblers.

I was irreconcilable with gambling and drugs!

"How old is this kid? He's already a Soul King. No wonder he's been so calm from start to finish. When did Douluo Continent produce such a freak?!" Huo Wu was equally astonished.

Even though she had long thought Chen Lang was no ordinary person, she now realized she had still underestimated him.

This kid was not merely extraordinary. He was a monster!

"That still wasn't all of that kid's strength. If he'd used the edge of his sword instead of the flat just now, Wushuang would probably have already been separated from his head."

A bespectacled middle-aged man beside Huo Wu also revealed a look of shock. He was clearly Blazing Academy's team-leading teacher this time.

His eyes behind the lenses remained fixed on Chen Lang, as though he wanted to see through him—see exactly how this kid had cultivated, and what sort of person could have taught such a student.

"Showing off in front of everyone does feel pretty good, but I'd still rather stay behind the scenes and enjoy the feeling of controlling everything from afar."

Chen Lang sighed inwardly. "But the old man has already sent challenge letters everywhere for me. My strength was bound to be exposed sooner or later, so I don't care about these people anymore."

Shaking his head, Chen Lang walked step by step toward the stunned and terrified Huo Wushuang. Looking down at him, he said, "Brother-in-law, do you still want to continue?"

"Who's your... Pfft!"

Hearing Chen Lang call him brother-in-law, Huo Wushuang, who had already suffered internal injuries, was so enraged that he spat out another mouthful of blood. His head lolled to the side, and he fainted.

"That's it? I even held back. A Beast Martial Soul user with such a weak body..."

Seeing this, Chen Lang immediately said to the approaching Huo Wu, "You saw it. I didn't touch him. He just kept vomiting blood until he passed out."

"..."

Huo Wu's mouth twitched. "Do you know any support-system Soul Masters?"

"I do!"

Chen Lang's eyes lit up. He turned to the heavily bearded Oscar and said, "Little Ao, make a few sausages for my future brother-in-law to eat."

"Coming right up!"

At the thought of someone eating his big sausages, Oscar became incredibly excited. He immediately walked over to Chen Lang and began making sausages by hand. "I Have a Big Sausage..."

"Can that be eaten?"

Huo Wu had originally wanted to tell Chen Lang to stop talking nonsense, but upon hearing Oscar's Soul Incantation, her fair face flushed with embarrassment.

"Sister-in-law, guaranteed!"

Oscar produced two grilled sausages and handed them to Huo Wu. Brimming with confidence, he said, "My Recovery Big Sausage can restore stamina and Soul Power, and it can treat injuries too. He'll be fine after eating it."

"Exactly. They're just two grilled sausages. Saving someone is what matters!" Chen Lang added righteously.

But he had his own little scheme in mind.

If he ended up with too many women in the future and Huo Wushuang tried to cause trouble, he could just say, "You've eaten Oscar's big sausages."

His future brother-in-law's expression would surely be quite something.

"Fine."

Huo Wu crushed the sausages and fed them to her brother with water. Only after seeing his complexion gradually recover did she finally let out a breath of relief.

"I'm Huo Wu. Wu as in dancing. What's your name?"

Huo Wu extended her fair, jade-like hand toward Chen Lang and introduced herself.

"My name is Husband. Hus as in old, band as in rooster."

"Husband?" Huo Wu repeated instinctively.

"Here!"

Chen Lang answered at once, his skin thicker than a wall.

"I... Pfft!"

Having just regained consciousness, Huo Wushuang heard that and was so furious that he spat out another mouthful of blood. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted again.

How long had he been unconscious?

Why was she already calling him husband?!

Don't open my eyes. Please let this be an illusion!!!

"Brother-in-law, do you like vomiting blood that much?"

Even Chen Lang was stunned.

Brother, did you swallow a sword or something?

"..."

Huo Wu could not help rolling her eyes. She glared fiercely at Chen Lang. "Pervert!"

"Miss Huo Wu, you've wronged me!"

Chen Lang said with heartfelt indignation, "I may be a pervert, but I'm really not smelly."

"..."

Seeing how shameless Chen Lang was, Oscar and Ma Hongjun beside him were filled with admiration. They simultaneously took out small notebooks and wrote it down.

They would need it when picking up girls later.

"What exactly is your name?!"

Huo Wu pressed again.

Just as Ma Hongjun and Oscar thought Chen Lang was finally going to tell her his name—

Chen Lang turned and walked away, leaving only one sentence behind. "If two hearts are destined to endure, why must they be together morning and night? Miss Huo Wu, if fate wills it, we'll meet again. And it won't take long."

"What a strange person, but he's quite interesting." Watching Chen Lang leave just like that, Huo Wu was initially stunned, then a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"Lang Ge, why didn't you tell her?" Ma Hongjun asked in confusion.

"Yeah, shouldn't you strike while the iron's hot?" Oscar's eyes were full of curiosity.

"What happens after I tell her?"

Chen Lang asked in return. Seeing their baffled expressions, he continued, "Sometimes, men need to know how to pull away after teasing. That's how you make her heart itch, make her remember me instead of merely remembering my name."

Thud!

Thud!

Ma Hongjun and Oscar dropped to their knees at the same time, their hands braced against the ground as they looked at Chen Lang.

"Lang Ge, there were too many people just now. You really have to teach me this!"

"Teach my ass! Hurry up and go!"

As though afraid something was chasing them, Chen Lang immediately urged the two to leave.

"Lang Ge, what's wrong?"

"Exactly. With our strength, and with Teacher Zhao here, do we still need to run?"

After running for a while, Chen Lang finally stopped. Ma Hongjun and Oscar asked with puzzled expressions.

"Are you two idiots?!"

Chen Lang said in exasperation, "Huo Wu bet 1,000 Gold Soul Coins on me winning just now. Once she realizes it, we'll have to pay out 3,000 Gold Soul Coins!"

"..."

Their mouths twitched. In confusion, they asked, "But Lang Ge, don't you like her?"

"What do you two know?"

Chen Lang explained helplessly, "Money is for women to see, not for women to spend. Besides, Huo Wu isn't my woman yet!"

"Moreover, women aren't won by chasing them. They're won by attracting them."

"Do you believe that once Huo Wu comes to her senses, she'll definitely remember me for the rest of her life?"

"!!!"

Ma Hongjun and Oscar felt as though they had been enlightened. With solemn admiration, they gave Chen Lang a thumbs-up.

"Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"

They then immediately took out their little notebooks and wrote it down.

Sure enough, on the other side, once Huo Wu came to her senses, she immediately shouted:

"Fuck, I haven't collected my Gold Soul Coins yet, and I haven't even gotten my stake back!"