Tang San, You Make Me Feel Disgusted

"If you want to bully someone, just say so. Why bother coming up with so many high-sounding excuses?"

Ning Rongrong let out a sharp cry, hands on her hips, looking smug.

"I'll have you know, this young lady isn't afraid of you at all today."

"Whoever dares to touch a single hair on the Young Master's head, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will surely make them pay the price!"

Ning Rongrong invoked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the pressure weighing down like Mount Tai. Dai Mubai's footsteps faltered, and Tang San instinctively froze in place.

Hesitation flickered across both their faces; it was clear they had no desire to provoke this little witch.

Ning Rongrong took in their reactions, the mockery on her face deepening as a sneer curled her lips.

"Is that all the courage you have?"

Ning Rongrong scoffed, her voice dripping with disdain.

"Unlike our Young Master, who knows full well your strength far exceeds his, yet still dares to accept the challenge."

"You lot, who spend your days lingering in brothels, how could you ever understand the Young Master's unwavering resolve?"

"In front of the Young Master, you aren't even fit to carry his shoes!"

Xiao Yexuan listened to Ning Rongrong's exaggerated praise, his face burning with embarrassment.

He quickly waved his hand to stop her, his tone laced with helplessness.

"Miss, there is no need to belittle them like that."

"Everyone has their own aspirations; those with different paths cannot make plans together, that is all."

Xiao Yexuan had intended to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Yet, his words fell upon the ears of the crowd as if filtered through a lens, making his broad-mindedness and extraordinary bearing shine even brighter.

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong danced with excitement, letting out a joyful "Oh-ho-ho-ho~~" sound.

She turned and pointed at Dai Mubai and Tang San, shouting loudly:

"Look at you, just look! This is the true demeanor of a gentleman!"

"Even though you two were aggressive, not only does he hold no grudge, but he even tries to smooth things over for you when you're embarrassed."

"How can there be such a perfect person in this world?"

"Why don't you hurry up and learn from the Young Master!"

"Since the Young Master is willing to forgive you, this young lady can let it slide as well."

"Just offer the Young Master an apology, and that will be that."

"Apologize? I'll apologize to your—!"

Dai Mubai could no longer contain the fury in his heart. His fists clenched, and surging soul power erupted from his body. With a stomp of his feet, he lunged toward Xiao Yexuan.

However, the Blue Tyrant Academy teacher in charge of the assessment had been watching them closely.

The moment Dai Mubai moved, the teacher raised a hand and released a formidable wave of soul power.

The energy acted like an invisible net, pinning Dai Mubai firmly in place, leaving him unable to move an inch.

Though Tang San hadn't made a move, he was also caught within the teacher's soul power.

Clearly, in the teacher's eyes, he and Dai Mubai were cut from the same cloth and were no good.

Dai Mubai felt an extreme sense of injustice, the rage in his chest threatening to burn him alive.

He suddenly recalled Xiao Yexuan's earlier challenge and, gritting his teeth, looked up stubbornly at the teacher.

"Teacher, please judge fairly!"

"I had already let him go, but he was the one who insisted on a duel with me."

"I am merely fulfilling his wish by accepting the challenge. Are you going to force a stop to it?"

The assessment teacher frowned, falling into hesitation.

It was true; Xiao Yexuan had initiated the challenge, and Dai Mubai's acceptance was within reason.

If he were to forcibly intervene, it would indeed go against the academy's rules.

But looking at Xiao Yexuan's one-ring soul power compared to Dai Mubai's three-ring Soul Elder strength, he truly did not want to see such a lopsided duel take place.

He turned to look at Xiao Yexuan, his eyes filled with a hint of admonition, hoping he would retract the challenge.

To his surprise, Xiao Yexuan stood tall, his expression resolute, showing not a shred of retreat, his eyes filled with absolute determination.

"I would rather die in battle than endure the contempt of others!"

Xiao Yexuan's voice rang out clearly, echoing across the empty assessment grounds.

The assessment teacher looked at Xiao Yexuan's unyielding posture and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

While such resolve was commendable, challenging a three-ring Soul Elder was nothing short of overestimating one's own strength.

He could only calculate in his mind to keep a close watch during the duel.

If the situation turned dire, he would intervene immediately to save Xiao Yexuan; he could not let such a promising seedling be destroyed right before his eyes.

"Young Master, are you really going to duel him? This... it's too dangerous!"

Zhu Zhuqing furrowed her delicate brows and spoke first, her tone filled with worry.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu nodded along, each of them frowning as their gazes locked onto Xiao Yexuan, the concern in their eyes nearly overflowing.

Xiao Yexuan nodded solemnly, his tone resolute.

"This is an obsession in my heart. If I do not fight, it will surely breed inner demons, and my future path of cultivation will be plagued by it."

"Even if I end up losing this duel, I will be able to do so without regrets."

"Please, do not try to stop me, alright?"

Seeing the incredibly firm light in Xiao Yexuan's eyes, the three young women finally stopped trying to persuade him, though the worry on their faces did not diminish in the slightest.

However, Ning Rongrong turned her gaze toward Dai Mubai and Little Tang San. Both were three-ring Soul Elder, and for Xiao Yexuan to face them with only one ring was no different from throwing an egg against a rock.

Ning Rongrong's eyes darted around, and she suddenly had an idea, immediately speaking up:

"The two of you bullying a one-ring spirit master, what kind of heroes does that make you?"

"If you really dare to accept the challenge, then let the weakest person among you compete against the Young Master!"

"Rongrong, how could you say that about me..."

As soon as Ning Rongrong's voice fell, Oscar in the group wore a look of heartbreak, clutching his chest as if he had suffered a great grievance.

Among everyone present, he was the only food-system spirit master and the weakest; this remark was clearly aimed at him.

Ning Rongrong immediately shot him a look of disdain, pouting as she said:

"Who said you were going to duel the Young Master?"

"Wouldn't that just lower the Young Master's status?"

Hearing this, Oscar's face fell even further, his mouth drooping with utter despair.

He felt as though he had been fiercely rejected by Ning Rongrong, losing all face, and wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground.

Dai Mubai and Little Tang San held back a fire in their hearts, their fists clenching until they creaked, wishing they could immediately pin Xiao Yexuan to the ground and beat him up.

Yet, compared to Xiao Yexuan, the gap in their strength was like clouds and mud.

If they really were to make a move, there would be no sense of accomplishment at all. The two exchanged a glance, and their eyes landed squarely on the fatty, Ma Hongjun.

Other than the fatty, there really wasn't a second person in this place more suitable to duel Xiao Yexuan.

Ma Hongjun tilted his chin, his face written with eagerness; he had long been displeased with Xiao Yexuan's arrogant face.

If he could beat this kid up with his own hands, it would be a truly gratifying pleasure for him.

But Ning Rongrong grew anxious. Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix had an attack power that could be called tyrannical; if he were to accidentally injure her Young Master, it would be a disaster.

She hurriedly shook her head vigorously, her head swaying like a rattle-drum, and shrieked:

"Dead fatty, you look so disgusting and lecherous, you aren't even worthy of laying a hand on our Young Master!"

Ma Hongjun was left red-faced by these words, the veins on his neck throbbing.

A sense of humiliation rushed straight to his head, but the other party was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He couldn't afford to offend her, so he could only swallow his anger.