Chen Feng, You Have Invited Death!

After Chen Feng raised those three questions, Tang San stared at him in utter shock, rendered somewhat speechless.

Tang San looked at Chen Feng and continued angrily, "No matter what, she's just a little girl. How could you bear to let her block that Dragon Whisker Needle for you?"

A little girl?

Hearing those words, Chen Feng wanted to laugh.

Who had ever seen a hundred-thousand-year-old little girl?

Unangered, Chen Feng looked at Tang San and asked, "What, just because she's a girl, I have to protect her?

Because she's a girl, I have to yield to her?

Because she's a girl, I have to personally take your hidden weapon, is that it?"

"Hmph, what kind of twisted logic is that? Since when was there such a rule in this world?"

"Tang San, I'm not you, and I'm not familiar with your companions. Why should I protect her?"

Chen Feng looked at Tang San and asked each word distinctly.

Then Chen Feng took another step forward and continued questioning Tang San. "Besides, isn't Xiao Wu your companion? Shouldn't protecting her be your responsibility?"

"And that hidden weapon was yours, wasn't it? You used it against me, didn't you? You were the one who fired it, weren't you?"

"You wanted to use a hidden weapon to hurt me, but ended up hurting your own companion. And now you're blaming me instead?"

"Hahahaha! Just as expected of you, Tang San!"

The moment those words were spoken, Tang San froze in place. He had no way to refute Chen Feng. As he looked at him, there was nothing in his eyes but rage.

But by then, everyone on the stage understood what had happened.

"So that's what happened. It wasn't Chen Feng's fault after all!"

"Yeah, this Tang San is really despicable. He clearly couldn't win, so he tried to ambush someone with a hidden weapon. Who would've thought he'd fail to hurt his opponent and injure his own companion instead?"

"Exactly! Not only did he hurt his own companion, he's still barking up there and blaming Chen Feng! Tang San really has no shame!"

"Stop making a fool of yourself up there! Get down already!"

"That's right! A loss is a loss. I've seen plenty of people like you. Get lost!"

"You're weaker than your opponent and still blaming someone else? Get down here already!"

The spectators below began cursing Tang San.

One after another, they pointed at Tang San and berated him loudly.

Tang San looked at those people below, Xiao Wu in his arms, his fists clenched tight.

What he could not understand was that they were clearly the victims, so why were those people still scolding him?

His fists tightened, and his eyes filled with hatred for Chen Feng.

He looked at Chen Feng, his nails digging into the flesh of his palms. This was all Chen Feng's fault.

Why did Chen Feng have to exist?

Why did he have to appear before him?

Why did he have to defeat and humiliate him again and again?

He had clearly come to this world, and everything had been developing for the better. Yet why did Chen Feng have to appear before him?

Seeing the hatred on Tang San's face, Chen Feng spoke again. "You lost. Why aren't you getting lost?"

At that moment, Tang San looked at Chen Feng with icy eyes.

Originally, he had only wanted to teach Chen Feng a lesson.

But now, Chen Feng had hurt his Xiao Wu. Chen Feng had already invited death.

"You have invited death!"

Tang San glared viciously at Chen Feng and silently muttered to himself.

Then Tang San carried Xiao Wu in his arms and slunk off the arena.

At that moment, Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood directly up. Standing high above, he raised a sign and shouted from the stands, "Fenghua! Fenghua!"

Led by Sword Douluo Chen Xin, everyone in the arena began chanting Fenghua's title.

"Fenghua! Fenghua!"

Thunderous applause and cheers rang throughout the entire venue.

At that moment, a cloud hung over everyone from Shrek Academy, their faces all ashen.

When Tang San carried Xiao Wu down, Flender said with a dark expression, "Let's go!"

Chen Feng and Kamisato Ayaka stood on the arena as the thunderous noise echoed through the venue.

However, Chen Feng did not care about any of this. He only wanted to return as soon as possible and begin his ten consecutive draws.

Having achieved his goal, Chen Feng had no reason to remain at the Soul Fighting Arena any longer.

They left the Soul Fighting Arena. Sword Douluo Chen Xin patted Chen Feng on the shoulder and laughed heartily. "Hahaha! Xiao Feng, you truly are my grandson. You've inherited some of my style."

Chen Feng smiled. "Naturally."

Chen Xin continued, "Do you know why I said that?"

Chen Feng looked at Sword Douluo. "Why?"

Chen Xin immediately said, "Because I discovered something very interesting. Those two opponents of yours were not simple."

"You mean Tang San and Xiao Wu?" Chen Feng asked Chen Xin.

Chen Xin nodded. "First, let's talk about Tang San. That fellow has Blue Silver Grass as his martial soul, yet his talent is astonishing, and he even possesses those hidden weapons. He is definitely no ordinary opponent.

If an ordinary person were injured by his hidden weapons, they would surely suffer badly.

Furthermore, his Soul Power is robust, so I suspect that he has Twin Martial Souls."

Hearing this, Chen Feng was secretly astonished. As expected of Grandfather—even this, he had managed to deduce.

"Then who do you think Tang San is, Grandfather?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.

Chen Xin then said, "If Grandfather's guess is correct, Tang San should be Clear Sky Douluo's son."

Hearing this, Chen Feng was utterly shocked. He only knew this because he had read the original work, but how had Grandfather guessed it?

"First, Tang San bears the surname Tang, yet he is not from the Clear Sky Sect. In the history of the Clear Sky Sect, only Tang Hao left the sect. Furthermore, I remember that Tang Hao married a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Grass as his wife back then, and Tang San's martial soul is precisely Blue Silver Grass. This further confirms my conjecture."

"Also, that day, I sensed the Soul Power of the Clear Sky Hammer on Zhao Wuji, which meant that someone from the Clear Sky Sect had gone to find Zhao Wuji.

"Therefore, it further proves my guess.

"Xiao Feng, I'm truly delighted that you were able to defeat Tang Hao's son," Sword Douluo continued.

Chen Feng nodded.

Sword Douluo continued, "Our Seven Kill Sword and their Clear Sky Hammer are both the strongest offensive weapon martial souls on the Douluo Continent. Yet throughout history, the Clear Sky Sect has always had the upper hand over us.

"But now, your rise has allowed me to see hope of surpassing the Clear Sky Sect."

Hearing this, Chen Feng smiled. "Rest assured, Grandfather. I will cultivate diligently in the future and lead our Chen Clan beyond the Clear Sky Sect!"

"Good!" Chen Xin nodded.

"What was the other interesting thing?" Chen Feng asked.

A faint smile appeared on Chen Xin's lips. He looked at Chen Feng and said, "That Xiao Wu who was with Tang San isn't human. She is a soul beast—a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!"