Douluo: Bestowing Ning Rongrong in Marriage, Reward: Heaven Shading Method

"What are you doing here? I told you this battle didn't need you to interfere!"

Ye Xingchen, his expression calm, glanced at Xiao Wu before asking flatly.

"I'm not here to fight..."

Xiao Wu shook her head, finding it hard to put into words. She looked at Tang San before her and said calmly:

"Stop. I know why you've changed like this. We're brother and sister. Have you forgotten that you said you would protect me forever?"

"Even if I fell for someone else, shouldn't you, as my brother, bless me? Instead of fighting over me here out of jealousy!"

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen froze on the spot and turned to glance at Xiao Wu!

This girl is really ruthless!

If he punched Tang San, that would only count as an external injury. But Xiao Wu's words, when they landed in Tang San's heart, were a true dimensional strike.

Sure enough, Tang San's expression changed drastically after hearing Xiao Wu's words!

He shook his head, suddenly clutched his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood. With a desolate smile, he looked at the two of them and said faintly:

"So that's what you think. It seems this brother of yours really is unnecessary!"

"If that's the case, then there's nothing more to say. There's nothing between me and him. It was merely a normal duel!"

After dropping those words, Tang San, whose heart had suffered a violent blow, spat out another mouthful of blood and gave a bleak laugh!

On the high platform, Dai Mubai and the others were utterly puzzled by what they saw.

They had only exchanged a few moves. Had Tang San already been beaten into internal injury?

"I don't think Brother Ye even made much of a move. Why is he coughing up blood? Could he be injured?"

"Who knows? Let's wait and see. We can't hear what they're saying on the stage. He probably got some kind of shock, didn't you see Xiao Wu go up there?"

Hearing the conversation between Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, Oscar revealed a faint smile.

He glanced at the people on the stage, then shifted his gaze to Zhu Zhuqing.

Below the stage, the spectators were also confused. The battle just now had not been particularly intense, yet the kid in blue had suddenly begun vomiting blood. It was truly incomprehensible.

"Could this be a fixed match? My god, they barely started and he suddenly spat out blood!"

"Exactly! Could that be a sign of severe internal injury? That guy in white barely even moved!"

"This is tricky. Looks like Stunning Tang Sect is winning again. Good thing I gritted my teeth and bet 1,000 gold coins. I'm about to make a fortune!"

Separated from the crowd on the stage, Ye Xingchen could not help smiling at the audience's discussion.

What did these people know about Tang San's pain right now?

Xiao Wu's words were like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart. If it were him, he probably would not have been able to take it either.

He turned back to look at Xiao Wu and said:

"You should go down. Leave the battle here to me. There's no need to provoke him further!"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu nodded. She had only come onto the stage to make things clear, but seeing Tang San in this state left her feeling somewhat helpless.

"Brother Tang San, think it over carefully. A forcibly twisted melon is never sweet. You deserve someone better!"

"We're only brother and sister. There can never be any other relationship between us. I hope you can draw a clear line there!"

After saying that, Xiao Wu walked down from the stage.

Tang San, who was clutching his chest, changed expression again upon hearing those words. Unable to contain the anger in his heart, he spat out another mouthful of blood and staggered back three steps.

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen sighed inwardly. Tang San's anger has attacked his heart. His injuries must be extremely serious by now.

"You can no longer fight me. Go down and get some rest!"

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

He looked toward the graceful figure below the stage, memories of the good times they had shared surfacing in his eyes.

With a sigh, he glanced at Ye Xingchen and smiled.

"You are my inner demon. I won't be satisfied until I defeat you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, strands of Soul Power slowly spread outward from Tang San's hand.

The Blue Silver Grass vines covering the ground revived once more like spring grass!

"Has this guy gone mad? It looks like he's used all his Soul Power!"

"At this rate, he wants to fight Brother Ye to the death! What the hell is wrong with him?"

Dai Mubai's expression tightened as he saw Tang San like this. He shook his head and cried out in alarm.

"Who knows? Something is seriously wrong with him. If this continues, it's not impossible for the two of them to end up mutually injured!"

Watching Tang San's violently raging Soul Power, Ma Hongjun shook his head slightly, concern flashing in his eyes.

Oscar, standing to the side, merely smiled. He looked at the two of them and teased lightly:

"Don't worry. Tang San is 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 too lacking if he wants to defeat or injure him!"

Dai Mubai nodded. That was what he thought as well. As he watched Tang San gradually descend into frenzy, all he could feel was pity.

In the Soul Fighting Arena, Tang San's Soul Power gradually became violent. With a slight push from his heels, he leaped into the air.

With a casual wave of his hand, the Blue Silver Grass vines in his grasp immediately swept toward Ye Xingchen.

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

Seeing Tang San fall into madness, Ye Xingchen was slightly surprised. Has this kid gone into qi deviation and turned evil?

He shook his head, stepped forward, and lightly swung the Cloud Pattern Long Sword in his right hand. Strands of Sword Qi Dragons shot forth before him.

The sweeping Blue Silver Grass vines collided with them and immediately tangled in battle with the Sword Qi Dragons. As dragons and serpents entwined, a chilling killing intent slowly spread in all directions.

Tang San, suspended in midair, waved his right hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer quietly appeared.

Having forgotten Grandmaster's warning, he looked utterly berserk. Staring at the white-clad figure below, he gripped the hammer handle with both hands and dove downward!

At the same time, an enormous Clear Sky Hammer phantom slowly spread around him!

However, the hammer was visibly still covered in vines, concealing his identity as the inheritor of the Clear Sky Sect Martial Soul.

Ye Xingchen held his sword in one hand, his expression calm as he watched Tang San descend like Mount Tai crushing down. Without hesitation, he took a step forward!

The Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul instantly appeared above his head. As a piercing metallic ring sounded, the sleeves of his white robes fluttered in the breeze.

Tang San, in midair, felt a slight numbness in the web of his hand.

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

With bloodshot eyes, he roared. Ignoring the pain in his hand, he swung the vine-covered Clear Sky Hammer down again.

Standing within the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul, Ye Xingchen shook his head slightly. Looking at Tang San, who had fallen into darkness, he sighed.

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

"Actually, my strongest attribute isn't defense. It's attack!"

After saying that, the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul above Ye Xingchen's head withdrew on its own.

Facing the Clear Sky Hammer rushing toward him, he punched upward without hesitation.

With a muffled groan spreading through the air, gray Shockwaves burst forth around them.

Tang San, holding the Clear Sky Hammer, was sent flying dozens of meters away and fell flat onto the ground. When he climbed to his feet while clutching his chest, he found Ye Xingchen already standing before him.

"Your physical body is so strong. You really are a freak. Even if I used Tang Sect Hidden Weapons, I probably couldn't hurt you..."

Tang San's face was pale as he looked at the white-clad figure before him, helplessness filling his heart.

In that exchange of fist and hammer, he had clearly felt that this man's strength was ten times greater than his own!

He simply could not believe that 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, beauty belongs with heroes. A beauty like her can only belong to the strong. You are not worthy!"

Ye Xingchen, standing before him, shook his head slightly and spoke faintly as he looked at Tang San, who had fallen into darkness.

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

With a bleak smile, he withdrew the Clear Sky Hammer and fell flat onto his back.

His eyes were vacant as he stared at the Sky Dome above, looking utterly lifeless.

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

Ye Xingchen did not think much of those words and chose not to answer. With his hands behind his back, he walked down from the stage.

As the barriers around the stage withdrew, the cheers from below surged over like a tidal wave.

"That guy in white is incredible! He's so strong! Whenever he fights in the future, I'm definitely betting on him to win. He's practically invincible! I love him!"

"That blue-clothed Tang San is dumb as a donkey. I thought he was something special, but he couldn't even get it up twice and ended up being beaten like a dead dog. What a disappointment!"

"Who knows? Anyway, I lost a lot tonight. Just seeing that guy puts me in a bad mood. Can someone talk me out of it? I suddenly don't want to keep hanging around here anymore!"

Hearing the surrounding discussions below the stage, Xiao Wu sighed softly. As she watched the white-clad figure descend from the stage, a faint glimmer appeared in her eyes.

She could not help recalling what this man had said to her earlier, making the little deer in her heart pound even more wildly.

"Husband, you were amazing! What happened to Tang San? I saw his Soul Power fall into chaos just now. Was he trying to fight you to the death?"

Ning Rongrong, beaming and bouncing with energy, saw Ye Xingchen come down and immediately stepped forward to link arms with him, asking with a smile.

Ye Xingchen shook his head, unable to explain. He looked at Ning Rongrong, lovingly rubbed her head, and said with a smile:

"Maybe he got carried away by the killing. His control over Soul Power still isn't very good. He'll get used to it!"

Xiao Wu, standing nearby, sighed softly at this. She more or less understood why Tang San had entered such a state.

But seeing Ye Xingchen be so magnanimous left her deeply satisfied.

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

"Being carried to victory feels great. Next time, the three of us can just stand here. Maybe we'll graduate and advance smoothly!"

Zhu Zhuqing, her arms crossed, glanced at Ye Xingchen before stepping forward with a smile.

"But seriously, you're really amazing. Are you free tonight to teach me? Your defense is far too strong. An attack-type Soul Master like me happens to need someone with your kind of defense!"

Hearing that, Ning Rongrong smiled proudly. She linked arms with Zhu Zhuqing and teased:

"Why are you being so polite? Can't you just come find him directly? With me here, he'll teach you anything!"

Ye Xingchen nodded with slight helplessness. Since Ning Rongrong had put it that way, he could not refuse anymore, so he smiled and said:

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

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

Tang San, utterly dejected, looked up at the Sky Dome outside, a trace of melancholy on his face.

Seriously injured, he shook his head. Just as he was about to return to the academy to recover, he saw Oscar approach him, which greatly surprised him.

"Tang San, are you okay? Want a sausage? You should replenish your body. I think you're badly injured!"

"Why go this far? Brother Ye is so strong. There was no need to prove yourself. You're simply not his match!"

Upon hearing Oscar's words, Tang San nearly spat out another mouthful of blood. He looked at the guy before him, shook his head, and said helplessly:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and make me a sausage. My body is about to give out!"

Oscar, his arms crossed, smiled. He glanced at Tang San and asked teasingly:

"Which sausage do you want?"

Tang San, pale-faced, froze slightly. Looking at Oscar, who was deliberately teasing him, he said helplessly: