Tang Wutong VS Wang Dong'er

They knew, but not everything. That was their current assessment of Tang Wutong.

So when they looked at Tang Wutong, their gazes held more pity than anything else.

More importantly, they still could not be fully honest with Tang Wutong about all this.

Ji Siyuan said, "Poor child. Go back and wait. Once we've resolved all the problems, you'll be free."

"Huh?" Tang Wutong was deeply dissatisfied with Ji Siyuan's words. "You're going to resolve all the problems? What can you resolve? Forget the impending deep-sea disaster—even you can't beat me, can you?"

"Not just you, but all of you! Even if you joined forces, you still wouldn't be my match!" Tang Wutong was incomparably confident.

Wang Dong'er frowned slightly. "How arrogant. Should we beat her flat first, then deal with everything else?"

Ji Siyuan said, "Good suggestion. I'll support you. Should I go, or will you?"

Wang Dong'er gave a cold snort. "I'll do it. Otherwise, you might get softhearted and be reluctant to strike."

She took a step forward and widened the distance between them. "I'll fight you one-on-one. Do you dare accept?"

She was just as confident, not the least bit inferior to Tang Wutong.

Tang Wutong accepted with equal confidence. In her eyes, even someone with a better Soul Ring configuration might not necessarily be stronger than her.

At first, neither of them used Soul Skills. It was as if they were demonstrating something.

Wang Dong'er feared close combat not at all. Even without using Soul Power, her movement technique was formidable.

"Are they competing in Tang Sect Secret Arts?" Ji Siyuan raised a brow as he spotted the clue.

Though she did not know what Tang Wutong was thinking, Tang Wutong had indeed begun competing with Wang Dong'er. Most likely, Tang Wutong wanted to prove