Was Tang San's Cover About to Be Blown Wide Open?

Under everyone's watchful gaze, the Heavenly Curtain displayed one photo after another of Tang San on the giant screen.

But when Tang San saw the photos of himself, his delighted smile became tinged with anger and embarrassment.

That was because the photos on the Heavenly Curtain were all bizarre and embarrassing, just like the footage of Yu Xiaogang it had shown earlier.

At that moment, Tang San looked like someone who was about to enjoy a lavish feast, only to find a fly in his food.

The mix of excitement and misery made Tang San's face flush bright red.

Especially when he noticed the looks Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun were giving him. He felt like he wanted the ground to swallow him whole.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun were kindred spirits, drawn together by their shared sense of humor.

They looked at the bizarre photos of Tang San on the Heavenly Curtain, then at Tang San, whose face had gone beet red. The three exchanged glances, their expressions brimming with barely contained laughter.

But they still couldn't laugh. After all, Tang San would become the future Sea God and Asura God.

Hold it in. They had to hold it in. They absolutely couldn't mock Tang San to his face.

But Tang San on the Heavenly Curtain was just too outrageous.

When Tang San sensed their mocking gazes, he finally understood the social death his teacher Yu Xiaogang had experienced earlier.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Curtain moved on from the photos that were humiliating Tang San.

Seeing this, Tang San took a deep breath. The worst was over; now it was time for him to show off in front of everyone.

But in the next second, Tang San's eyes widened, shock filling them.

"Tang San had lived two lives, and in neither was he any good. Everyone knows how Tang San came to the Douluo Continent."

"In his previous life, he was a member of the Bashu Tang Sect, an outer disciple. Yet without the sect's permission, he secretly learned every one of the Tang Sect's unique techniques."

"Things like the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Purple Extreme Demon Eye, and all those Hidden Weapon techniques were stolen by our God King Tang."

"So, was Tang San a genius, or was he just cut out to be a thief?"

The Heavenly Curtain sighed, then continued, "When the Tang Sect elders chased him to the edge of a cliff, he knew he couldn't beat all the sect's pursuers, so he chose to jump to his death."

"Why do I say that? Just compare how Tang San dealt with the Clear Sky Sect when he was powerful and when he wasn't."

"I can tell you this: if Tang San had been far stronger than those Tang Sect elders at the time, that brat would definitely have said, 'I, Tang San, am pure and innocent. What did I do wrong?'"

"He knew how cruel the Tang Sect's methods of torture were. He was afraid they'd torture him to death after forcing him to reveal how to make Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus, so he chose to jump."

"The most disgusting part was that, before he died, he even said something about how you brought nothing with you into the world and took nothing with you when you died. Then he stripped completely naked and performed an aerial act."

"Does Tang San have some kind of exhibitionism fetish?"

As soon as the Heavenly Curtain finished speaking, the screen showed Tang San jumping from Ghost's Sorrow with his bare butt exposed.

The Heavenly Curtain even thoughtfully added a strange electronic sound effect:

"Douluo Continent, I'm fucking coming!"

"Pfft!!!"

This time, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar couldn't hold back their laughter any longer.

"Hahahahaha!!"

"N-no, wait, why was Tang San jumping off a cliff naked?!"

"And... Tang San's little thing looks like a bamboo shoot! Has it not even sprouted yet?!"

"I-I don't know. No wonder Grandmaster had Xiao San absorb Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo and said its defining trait was resilience. So that was why!"

"W-we misunderstood Tang San!"

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun laughed without restraint. At that moment, the three of them couldn't care less that Tang San would become the Sea God in the future.

The laughter they'd been holding back burst out all at once, like floodwaters breaking through a dam. They couldn't stop it.

And the laughter of Dai Mubai and the others seemed contagious. Ning Rongrong was the first to burst out laughing.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who was usually cool and rarely changed her expression, started laughing. Even Xiao Wu, standing with Tang San, forgot that she'd been beaten into a rabbit and joined in.

"Heeheeheehee~~"

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu laughed so hard their bodies shook.

"That's enough! Is it really that funny?!"

A boy's flushed face said more than words ever could. Tang San's face was as red as a monkey's behind.

He was truly furious.

Yet when Dai Mubai and the others saw Tang San raging like a lion, they didn't rein themselves in at all. Instead, they laughed even louder.

"Hahahahaha!!!!"

After all, whenever they looked at Tang San, they couldn't help remembering the little bamboo shoot from the Heavenly Curtain. The contrast was just too much.

But the Shrek students were laughing uproariously, while Yu Xiaogang and the other Shrek teachers reacted quite differently.

They didn't pay much attention to Tang San's bamboo shoot. They were more concerned that Tang San wasn't even from their Douluo Continent.

According to the Heavenly Curtain, that brat Tang San had lived two lives.

No wonder Tang San knew so many strange techniques. He'd learned them in the place where he'd lived in his previous life.

If that were all, it still wouldn't have been enough to make Yu Xiaogang and Flender look so grave.

More importantly, the main reason Tang San had jumped was that he'd been discovered secretly learning his sect's supreme techniques.

That was proof enough that Tang San was a deceitful, scheming scoundrel.

Who knew? Everything he'd shown them before might have been an act.

A person like that naturally had to be treated with the utmost caution.

"Xiaogang, has Tang San ever done anything unusual, from childhood to now?"

Flender asked in a stern voice.

"T-Tang San has no problems. He's my disciple, so you don't need to worry about him."

Yu Xiaogang stubbornly insisted.

After all, a sliver of hope still lingered in Yu Xiaogang's heart. Tang San had knelt before him and accepted him as his teacher.

Tang San was also the key to his future fame. He couldn't let Tang San die.

But Yu Xiaogang's voice lacked conviction, and he no longer called Tang San "Xiao San" as he had before. He called him Tang San instead.

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was stubbornly refusing to see reason, Flender said angrily,

"You... you! Xiaogang, you'll regret this!"

"Hmph! I'm the Grandmaster, the teacher who'll guide Tang San to godhood!"

The rift between Flender and Yu Xiaogang, already deep, widened even further.

But Flender and Yu Xiaogang weren't the most shocked, nor the most heartbroken.

The most heartbroken person was secretly watching Tang San at that very moment.

That person was Tang San's father—no, rather, the father of the body Tang San now inhabited: the Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao!