Tang San's Fury, A Momentary Rage

"Hello everyone, my name is Tang San, 12 years old, level 25, Control-type Battle Soul Master, martial soul Blue Silver Grass, specializing in control." Tang San seized the opportunity to begin winning people over.

Between Qian Yu having just overshadowed him by resisting Zhao Wuji's pressure, the fact that Qian Yu had forced Xiao Wu away from him yesterday, and the old and new grudges of Qian Yu monopolizing Xiao Wu for the past three years, Tang San was desperate to outshine Qian Yu in the team battle.

The group had initially been looking forward to Tang San, the second person to just withstand Zhao Wuji's aura, but upon hearing that he was only level 25 at 12 years old, they couldn't help but frown. However, since they would likely be classmates in the future, they didn't show any outward strangeness and simply didn't respond.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Wu, 12 years old, level 25, martial soul: Soft Bone Charm Rabbit, Agility-type Battle Soul Master."

Xiao Wu noticed Tang San's awkwardness and hurriedly spoke up.

"Another level 25 piece of trash." Ning Rongrong couldn't help but mutter.

"What did you say?" Tang San practiced the Mysterious Heaven Skill, so his hearing was incredibly sharp. Seeing Ning Rongrong show him such a lack of respect, he immediately wanted to teach her a lesson.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? You're a piece of trash who is only level 25 at 12 years old, and your martial soul is just Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San's shout was loud. As the apple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's eye, Ning Rongrong had never suffered such treatment, so she immediately retorted.

"Listen well. I am Ning Rongrong, 11 years old, level 26, martial soul: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Support-type Soul Grand Master."

Ning Rongrong introduced herself with a face full of pride.

"What? 11 years old and level 26?" Both Tang San and Xiao Wu's expressions shifted.

Not only were they older than the others, but their soul power was also lower; it was truly embarrassing to the extreme.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?" Both Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai revealed expressions of shock.

Only Qian Yu remained as calm as a mountain before a collapse, which couldn't help but draw Ning Rongrong's attention.

"Look at him. Not only is he powerful at such a young age, but his composure is also so steady. He's nothing like you, so rash and impatient." Ning Rongrong praised Qian Yu while belittling Tang San.

"You!" If they weren't at the academy, Tang San swore that Ning Rongrong would already be on the path to death.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhu Zhuqing, 11 years old, level 27, martial soul: Hell Spirit Cat, Agility-type Soul Grand Master."

Seeing her teammates arguing endlessly, Zhu Zhuqing interrupted them at the right moment.

"What? Another 11-year-old monster."

Tang San and Xiao Wu's faces turned as sour as pig liver.

How is this possible? I clearly have Innate Full Soul Power, how could my cultivation be so much worse than theirs? Tang San thought, feeling unreconciled.

"Your turn."

Ning Rongrong shifted the focus to Qian Yu.

Everyone followed Ning Rongrong's voice and focused their gazes on Qian Yu.

The impression Qian Yu had left on them by resisting the pressure of a level 50 Soul King was simply too profound.

Deep down, they began to look forward to seeing Qian Yu's true strength.

"Um, hello everyone, my name is Qian Yu, 15 years old, level 39, martial soul: Desert Eagle, Power-type Battle Soul Elder."

Qian Yu didn't act arrogant and introduced himself to everyone in a friendly manner.

Of course, this did not include Tang San.

"What? 15 years old and level 39? What kind of monster is this?"

Hearing it from others versus hearing it from the person himself were two different things. Upon hearing that Qian Yu was already level 39 at 15, Ning Rongrong's eyes couldn't help but sparkle.

One had to know that she had come out on this trip as the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and she was on a mission.

This Qian Yu seemed to fit the sect's requirements. "Hehe."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but laugh to herself.

"How is that possible?" Zhu Zhuqing's originally cold expression also became moved as Qian Yu introduced himself.

Is this really something a human can achieve? Zhu Zhuqing thought to herself.

If I could also reach level 39 at 15, would I be able to change that disgusting fate? Zhu Zhuqing thought miserably.

"Hmph, what are you acting so smug about?"

"When I'm 15, I will definitely surpass level 39." Tang San clenched his fists and roared in a low voice.

"Pfft..." Ning Rongrong was directly amused by Tang San.

"You, of all people..."

Although Zhu Zhuqing was very reserved, she also wore a mocking smirk at this moment.

"You all..."

"Xiao Wu, cooperate with me later. We two will take on Teacher Zhao." In order to show off, Tang San brazenly demanded that the two of them fight Zhao Wuji.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing watched Tang San like he was a clown putting on a show.

Qian Yu also shook his head to himself.

Xiao Wu was also frightened by Tang San's arrogance. But for the sake of Tang San's face, Xiao Wu still tried to persuade him: "Brother San, let's just join the others. Teacher Zhao is a Soul Saint expert, after all."

"Xiao Wu..." Tang San looked at the girl who had always been completely obedient to him with a face full of disbelief; his eyes were filled with shock.

Tang San finally made a bold declaration: "Just watch, I can take on Teacher Zhao by myself."

Everyone looked at Tang San as if he were an idiot.

Half an hour passed.

Zhao Wuji appeared before everyone.

He said with overwhelming presence, "You can all come at me together."

Just as Zhao Wuji released his aura, intending to teach them a lesson, something unexpected happened.

Tang San stepped forward: "Teacher Zhao, I alone am enough to fight you. They can just watch."

Tang San said with a confident expression.

"You?" Zhao Wuji poked his head out and looked towards Qian Yu and the others. He saw them all turn their heads away.

Zhao Wuji understood immediately.

"Good, good, good." Zhao Wuji was also amused by Tang San's audacity.

He had initially thought Tang San, who ranked second in the pressure test, was a good prospect. He hadn't expected this kid to be so arrogant and conceited.

"Then let me teach you a good lesson, so you know what it means for humility to lead to progress."

Zhao Wuji roared.

"Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black" - five optimal Spirit Rings lit up, and his martial soul, the Great Vajra Bear, appeared. The terrifying aura of a Spirit King immediately permeated the area.

Zhao Wuji went all out from the start, clearly enraged.

"Third Spirit Skill - Gravity Enhancement."

A terrifying gravitational pressure was directly applied to Tang San.

Tang San felt as if a mountain was crushing him.

"Second Spirit Skill - Great Vajra Palm." A massive bear paw grabbed the stunned Tang San and began to slam him around wildly.

"Mmm..." Outside the arena, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and the other girls couldn't bear to watch.

It was too brutal.

Dai Mubai's mouth twitched.

But Tang San deserved it. Who told him to be so arrogant?

Zhao Wuji found the one-sided beatdown boring.

With a palm strike, Tang San was sent flying.

"Third Brother!" Xiao Wu cried out in distress and used her Waist Bow to catch Tang San.

Tang San was now bruised and battered, his eyes red, blood trickling from his mouth.

He steadied himself and looked at Zhao Wuji with resentment: "You forced me."

Tang San's eyes turned sinister. He circulated his Mysterious Heaven Skill, activated his Mysterious Jade Hand, and with a thought, a hidden weapon appeared in his hand: "Sand Shooting Shadow."

He had obtained the materials and refined this yesterday while wandering in Suotuo City, after encountering an old man.

He had originally made it for self-defense, but today, Qian Yu had humiliated him, Ning Rongrong looked down on him, and Zhao Wuji had beaten him severely. He was furious.