50, Tang San: Why Did You Take Xiao Wu Away? I Turned Dark

Chapter 50: 50, Tang San: Why Did You Take Xiao Wu Away? I've Turned Dark!

With those words, Xiao Wu walked off the stage.

Clutching his chest, Tang San's expression changed again when he heard her. Unable to contain the fury in his heart, he spat out another mouthful of blood and staggered back three steps.

Standing opposite him, Ye Xingchen sighed inwardly at the sight. He thought that with rage attacking Tang San's heart, his injuries had probably become extremely severe.

"You can't fight me anymore. Go down and rest!"

A bitter smile appeared on Tang San's face as he staggered backward. Hearing Ye Xingchen's words, he shook his head slightly.

He raised his head to glance at the graceful figure below the stage, the wonderful times they had shared surfacing in his eyes.

With a sigh, he glanced at Ye Xingchen and said with a smile:

"You're my inner demon. I won't rest until I defeat you..."

As his words fell, wisps of soul power slowly spread outward from Tang San's hands.

The Blue Silver Grass Vines covering the ground also sprang back to life like grass after spring arrived!

"Has this guy gone mad? He seems to be using all his soul power!"

"Is he planning to fight Brother Ye to the death at this rate? What the hell has gotten into him?"

Watching Tang San, Dai Mubai shook his head and exclaimed, his expression tense.

"Who knows? Something's really wrong with him. If this keeps up, I'm afraid it's entirely possible they'll both end up badly hurt!"

Watching Tang San's violently surging soul power, Ma Hongjun shook his head slightly, a trace of worry appearing in his eyes.

Oscar, standing beside them, merely smiled. He glanced at the two and teased lightly:

"Relax. Tang San's being far too reckless. Does he think this is Brother Ye's limit? Haven't you noticed that he's been holding back from beginning to end?"

"With Brother Ye's talent, Tang San is still far from being able to defeat him, let alone hurt him!"

Dai Mubai nodded. He thought so too. Watching Tang San gradually descend into a frenzy, he could only sigh inwardly, again and again.

In the Soul Fighting Arena,

As the soul power throughout his body grew increasingly violent, Tang San pushed off with his heels and leaped into the air.

With a casual wave, the Blue Silver Grass Vines in his hands swept toward Ye Xingchen.

"Xiao Wu shouldn't like you! You already have a wife, so why do you have to steal my woman?"

Seeing Tang San descend into madness, Ye Xingchen felt slightly surprised. Has this kid suffered cultivation deviation and turned dark?

He shook his head and immediately stepped forward. With a light sweep of the Cloud Pattern Long Sword in his right hand, streams of Sword Qi Dragons shot forward.

The oncoming Blue Silver Grass Vines clashed with the dragons formed from sword qi the moment they touched. As dragons and serpents entwined, a cold, fierce aura of slaughter slowly spread outward.

Seeing this from midair, Tang San waved his right hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer silently appeared.

Having already forgotten Grandmaster's warning, he seemed utterly frenzied. Looking at the white-clad figure below, he gripped the hammer's handle with both hands and immediately plunged downward!

Along with this, an enormous Clear Sky Hammer slowly unfurled around him!

However, vines visibly covered the Clear Sky Hammer, concealing his identity as an inheritor of the Clear Sky Sect's martial soul.

Holding his sword in one hand, Ye Xingchen remained composed. As Tang San bore down on him like Mount Tai crashing overhead, he stepped forward without hesitation!

The heavenly emperor cauldron martial soul immediately appeared above his head. With a piercing metallic clang, the breeze slowly lifted the sleeves of his white robes.

Meanwhile, Tang San, suspended in midair, felt a slight numbness in the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers.

"What's the point of hiding inside? Get out here!"

His eyes bloodshot, he roared, disregarding the pain in his hands as he swung the vine-covered Clear Sky Hammer down again.

Standing within the heavenly emperor cauldron martial soul, Ye Xingchen shook his head slightly and sighed at Tang San, who had turned dark.

With a casual wave, the Cloud Pattern Long Sword in his hand vanished. He looked up at Tang San and said calmly:

"Actually, defense isn't my greatest strength. It's offense!"

With those words, Ye Xingchen voluntarily withdrew the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron soul above his head.

Facing the oncoming Clear Sky Hammer, he punched upward without hesitation.

Immediately, as a muffled grunt spread outward, gray shock waves of power slowly burst around the two of them.

Holding the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San was driven back dozens of meters and fell flat on the ground. When he climbed up, clutching his chest, he discovered that Ye Xingchen had already reached him.

"Your body is so strong. You're a real freak. Even my Tang Sect Hidden Weapons probably couldn't hurt you..."

Pale-faced, Tang San felt a trace of helplessness as he looked at the white-clad figure before him.

During that clash between fist and hammer, he had clearly felt that this fellow's strength was ten times greater than his!

He simply couldn't believe this person was only a level-29 Soul Grandmaster.

"Enough, Tang San. You can't force Xiao Wu to like you!"

"As the saying goes, beauties belong with heroes. Only the strong deserve a beauty like her. You don't!"

Standing before him, Ye Xingchen shook his head slightly and spoke calmly as he watched Tang San, who had turned dark.

Those words struck Tang San's ears like a thunderbolt from the heavens, leaving him both miserable and helpless.

Utterly forlorn, he gave a bleak smile, withdrew the Clear Sky Hammer, and collapsed onto his back, his limbs splayed.

He stared blankly at the expanse of sky, looking to be in an extremely poor state.

"Maybe Xiao Wu would've been mine if you hadn't appeared. Why are you so strong? Why did you steal my woman?"

Unmoved by these words, Ye Xingchen chose not to answer and walked off the stage with his hands behind his back.

As the surrounding isolation screens withdrew, the audience's cheers surged over him from below.

"That was incredible! That figure in white is just too strong! Whenever he fights from now on, I'm betting on him to win. He's practically invincible! I love him!"

"That Tang San in blue is as stupid as a donkey! I thought he was so impressive, but he couldn't get anywhere either time. Instead, he got beaten like a dead dog. How boring!"

"Who knows? Anyway, I've lost way too much tonight. Just seeing that guy puts me in a bad mood. Someone talk me out of it-I suddenly don't want to stick around here anymore!"

Standing below the stage, Xiao Wu sighed softly at the surrounding chatter. A faint light appeared in her eyes as she watched the white-clad figure walk down from the stage.

She couldn't help recalling what this man had just said to her, making the little deer in her heart bound about even more wildly.

"Husband, you're amazing! What happened to Tang San? His vitality seemed to go berserk just now. Was he actually trying to fight you to the death?"

Beaming and bouncing with energy, Ning Rongrong saw Ye Xingchen come down and immediately stepped forward to take his arm, asking with a smile.

Finding it hard to explain in a few words, Ye Xingchen shook his head slightly. He glanced at Ning Rongrong and stroked her head dotingly, saying with a smile:

"Maybe he was blinded by bloodlust. He isn't very good at controlling his soul power yet. You'll get used to it!"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu sighed inwardly beside them. She actually knew something of why Tang San had ended up in such a state.

Still, seeing Ye Xingchen being so magnanimous left her feeling pleased.

"We should have won enough tonight, right? We can head back!"

"It feels great to win without lifting a finger. Next time, perhaps the three of us can just stand here and smoothly graduate and advance!"

With her arms folded, Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Ye Xingchen, then stepped forward and said with a smile:

"But credit where it's due, you're really amazing. Do you have time to teach me tonight? Your defense feels incredibly strong. Offensive Soul Masters like me happen to need defense like yours!"

Hearing this, the smiling Ning Rongrong looked pleased with herself. She linked arms with Zhu Zhuqing and teased:

"Why are you being so polite? Just come straight to him! With me here, he'll teach you anything!"

Feeling a little helpless, Ye Xingchen nodded. Since Ning Rongrong had put it that way, he couldn't very well refuse, so he said with a smile:

"No problem. As long as you want to learn, I can teach you!"

A short while later, in the hall plaza outside the Soul Fighting Arena.

Utterly forlorn, Tang San gazed at the sky outside, a trace of melancholy appearing on his face.

Severely injured, he shook his head and was about to return to the academy to recuperate when Oscar came up to him, much to his surprise.

"Tang San, are you all right? Want a sausage? Restore your strength. You look seriously injured!"

"Why put yourself through that? Brother Ye's so strong. You didn't need to try to prove yourself. You're no match for him!"

Hearing Oscar's words, Tang San nearly spat out another mouthful of blood. Looking at the fellow before him, he shook his head and said helplessly:

"What nonsense are you spouting? Hurry up and give me a sausage. My body's about to give out!"

Oscar smiled with his arms folded, then glanced at Tang San and asked teasingly:

"Which sausage do you want?"

Pale-faced, Tang San froze briefly. He glanced at Oscar, who was deliberately teasing him, and said helplessly:

"Stop joking around. Do I look like I'm in any condition to joke with you?"

Unconcerned, Oscar shook his head and conjured a sausage with a wave of his hand. He tossed it to Tang San and said with a smile:

"Tell me honestly, have you and Xiao Wu hit a rough patch?"

Eating the sausage, Tang San shook his head slightly, glanced at Oscar, and walked forward without looking back.

Unexpectedly, the fellow followed him, continuing to pester him:

"Come on, brother, tell me if something's wrong. If you two don't want to be together, don't forget about me!"

Hearing this, Tang San briefly stopped. He turned back to the grinning fellow and said coldly:

"Oscar, some things you can joke about, and some you can't. I'd advise you to know your place!"

With those words, Tang San left in a huff.

Oscar shook his head calmly. Watching him leave, he felt somewhat bored.

Looking back at Ye Xingchen and the others coming out, he hurried over with a cheeky grin.

"Brother Ye, you looked so cool just now! Tang San's soul power clearly surged quite a bit, yet he still couldn't beat you. Looks like you were holding back against me back then!"

Seeing Ye Xingchen come out, Ma Hongjun stepped forward with admiration all over his face and flattered him with a smile.

"Of course! If my husband went all out, small fry like you wouldn't last three moves!"

Looking thoroughly pleased, Ning Rongrong smiled and teased with her arms folded:

"He just keeps a low profile and doesn't want to bother with guys like you. Now you know how amazing he is, right?"

Dai Mubai smiled beside them. Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, he rubbed his head and chimed in:

"Exactly! Sister-in-law's right. Our Brother Ye is amazing. All I can say is that Tang Seng didn't know what was good for him. He actually got serious!"

"We must never take sparring with him too seriously from now on. If he gets angry, he might even injure us!"

Unconcerned, Ye Xingchen shook his head. As these fellows chimed in one after another, he felt somewhat like laughing.

He glanced at the bustling street nearby and was about to speak when he saw Oscar running over.

"Brother Ye, do you need my sausages? You just used up so much stamina. Let me give you some support!"

Reaching him with a broad smile, Oscar conjured two sausages and held them out to Ye Xingchen, saying with a smile:

"My sausages work really well on internal injuries!"

With his arms folded, Ye Xingchen shook his head slightly. Glancing at Oscar, he suddenly noticed that his soul power seemed to be gradually surging.

According to the original plot, this fellow should be about to break through to Soul Elder.

"Keep those sausages for yourself. Once you become a Soul Elder, they might be of some use to me!"

Soul Elder?

Hearing Ye Xingchen's words, Oscar couldn't help looking astonished.

He rubbed his head and said in surprise:

"Brother Ye, how could you tell I'm about to break through to Soul Elder? You're incredible!"

Ye Xingchen smiled calmly, glanced at Oscar, and gave a perfunctory answer:

"I'm a level-29 Soul Grandmaster too. Your aura looked the same as mine, so I guessed!"

Hearing this, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, standing beside them, both froze briefly.

They looked at Ye Xingchen as though he were a monster, then exclaimed.

"Brother Ye, you're not joking, are you? How long has it been since your last breakthrough? You're already about to become a Soul Elder? My heavens!"

"Exactly! How strong will you be at the Soul Elder level? I'm really curious what your third Soul Ring will be!"

Ning Rongrong smiled beside them. Taking Ye Xingchen's arm, she teased:

"Don't be surprised. Leveling up is as easy as drinking water for my husband. You'll all get used to it!"