Tang San's Certainty Causes Martial Soul Hall to Lose All Face

Tang San's certainty caused Martial Soul Hall to lose all face.

Martial Soul City.

On the balcony of a restaurant.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and the others were gathered here.

Just like the many pedestrians currently bustling about on the streets, Tang San and his group looked toward the location of the Pope's Palace with grave expressions.

The Six-Winged Angel martial soul of Qian Daoliu had already vanished from the sky, but the lingering pressure left behind by the complete Six-Winged Angel martial soul still unsettled everyone in Martial Soul City; many people were still looking at the zenith of the sky with lingering fear.

The vast fluctuations of spirit power were enough to shock even the commoners who had not yet awakened their martial souls.

"Third Brother, is Martial Soul Hall trying to intimidate us?"

Xiao Wu leaned against Tang San, looking at the distant sky with lingering fear, and asked with great unease in her heart.

Tang San held Xiao Wu, his brows slightly furrowed: "Half yes, half no. I can feel that a battle took place in that direction just now."

"Before this Six-Winged Angel martial soul appeared, there was an orange-red spirit power vortex there. It should have been that guy named Qian Renyu taking action."

"The sudden appearance of this Six-Winged Angel martial soul at the end might have been to quell the battle over there, but it could also be to intimidate us!"

Tang San explained in a deep voice.

As he explained, he continued to look toward the direction of the Pope's Palace.

In his slightly narrowed eyes, a cold luster flickered from time to time.

"The Six-Winged Angel martial soul, a legendary god-level martial soul, but this strength seems a bit too terrifying!"

"To have such power from so far away, it seems to be stronger than many Title Douluo!"

Tang San analyzed silently in his heart.

The more he analyzed this matter, the less he could calm his mind.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi walked over from outside the room with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, standing on the balcony with Tang San's group as if they were old acquaintances.

His deep and grave gaze, like Tang San's, looked out toward the direction of the Pope's Palace.

After a moment of contemplation, Ning Fengzhi asked in a deep voice: "Tang San, are you shocked by that Six-Winged Angel martial soul?"

Tang San gave a hum and said: "Indeed, that Six-Winged Angel martial soul gives people a very powerful feeling. I suspect that the owner of that martial soul is likely a leader among the Title Douluo level."

Ning Fengzhi listened indifferently, and after hearing what Tang San said, he turned to look at Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo understood Ning Fengzhi's meaning; he stood with his hands behind his back, the look in his eyes suddenly becoming very sharp.

"Tang San, it is inevitable that the owner of this Six-Winged Angel martial soul surpasses most Title Douluo."

Sword Douluo said in a deep voice: "If I am not mistaken, the one who possesses this martial soul is the contemporary Grand Pontiff of Martial Soul Hall, Qian Daoliu."

"As the Grand Pontiff of Martial Soul Hall, Qian Daoliu now stands at the peak of the Douluo Continent, and his strength has long since reached the level of a 99th-rank Title Douluo!"

Hiss--

Sounds of gasping echoed on the balcony.

As soon as Sword Douluo finished speaking, pairs of shocked eyes focused on him.

Even Ning Fengzhi had a look of shock in his eyes at this moment.

If Ning Fengzhi was like this, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others were even more terrified.

Xiao Wu had the most obvious reaction among everyone; her body, pressed against Tang San, became very unnatural, as if she wished to melt into Tang San's body.

Ning Fengzhi recalled some things that Sword Douluo had vaguely mentioned before and quickly recovered.

Examining the reactions of Tang San and his group at this moment, Ning Fengzhi spoke again: "Has your fighting spirit been dampened? Knowing that the owner of that martial soul is a 99th-rank Title Douluo, have you lost the courage to contend with them?"

Tang San suddenly came back to his senses and shook his head quickly: "Uncle Ning, you misunderstood. We were just surprised by the strength of the martial soul's owner."

"As for our fighting spirit, we will absolutely not be discouraged. Furthermore, the Spirit Master Tournament has rules; the Grand Pontiff of Martial Soul Hall that Senior Sword Douluo spoke of is already well over 100 years old and it is impossible for him to personally enter the competition."

"So there is no need to worry about these things, nor is there any need to worry!"

"Since we don't need to worry about such a level appearing, then the grand championship of this Spirit Master Tournament will inevitably be taken by our Shrek Academy!"

Tang San's tone was very certain.

He said these words very firmly, and the sharp light in his eyes surged incessantly.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Tang San's reaction at this moment with great gratification and laughed: "Good, worthy of being you, Tang San!"

"To have such an unyielding fighting spirit at such a young age, I am very optimistic that you can take the final championship."

"Since your fighting spirit has not been affected, I will not delay your preparations here!"

"If you have any questions or doubts, you can come to me at any time!"

After saying this.

Ning Fengzhi left again with Sword Douluo, not lingering here too long.

Just after Ning Fengzhi left, Dai Mubai and the others gathered in front of Tang San.

At the same time, Tang San's expression began to turn gloomy after Ning Fengzhi left, and everything that had happened earlier replayed in his mind.

Whenever he thought about such things, Tang San felt a bitter taste in his heart; the feeling of being bullied to the point of having no power to resist made him nearly lose control of his state of mind several times.

"Xiao San, do you already have ideas for the upcoming battle preparations?" Dai Mubai asked at this moment.

Tang San snapped back to reality: "Boss Dai, I already have some deployments and plans. This time, the teacher was captured, Dean Er Long was seriously injured, and Dean Flender also has to devote most of his energy to looking after Dean Er Long."

"As for the subsequent battle preparations and planning, just listen to me. That Qian Renyu doesn't believe our Shrek Academy can take the grand championship, so we must win it all the more to show him!"

Dai Mubai didn't mind that Tang San wanted to take direct command of the Shrek team; although he was the nominal team captain, in reality, Tang San had been the one leading the way all along.

Dai Mubai did not object, and Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and the others had even less reason to object, as they already regarded Tang San as their absolute backbone.

As for Jiang Zhu, Tai Long, Jing Ling, and Huang Yuan, the substitute members, they had no objections whatsoever, nor did they have the ability to object.

Seeing that Dai Mubai and the others had no reaction, Tang San swallowed back all the words he had intended to say next.

Having confirmed the final command, Tang San strode to the very edge of the balcony and gripped the railing with both hands.

While gazing toward the direction of the Pope's Palace, he let out a heavy breath of stale air.

Deep in his heart, many thoughts emerged one after another.

"The fourth rule of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record states: Tang Sect disciples must not easily provoke trouble, but if someone initiates an offense, they are permitted to retaliate with thunderous force!"

"That guy Qian Renyu is already actively provoking us. Since he is unwilling to see our Shrek Academy take the final championship, we must take the championship with thunderous force to make all his plans fall through completely!"

"I will make Qian Renyu, and the entire Martial Soul Hall, lose all face!"