But upon contact, Tai Tan realized something was wrong.
The energy in Tang San's body has been completely out of control, and the violent force of Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring is frantically destroying his meridians and internal organs.
If it weren't for Tang San's physical fitness being far superior to ordinary people, he would have died on the spot.
He didn't have time to think too much, and quickly slapped Tang San on the back. The powerful Soul Power poured in like a tide, trying to help him suppress the rampant energy.
But upon contact, Tai Tan realized something was wrong.
The energy in Tang San's body has been completely out of control, and the violent force of Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring is frantically destroying his meridians and internal organs.
If it weren't for Tang San's physical fitness being far superior to ordinary people, he would have died on the spot.
Tai Tan took action decisively, breaking the contact between Tang San and the half-performed Soul Ring.
The black light instantly dissipated, Tang San groaned, blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground softly.
Tai Tan hurriedly supported him and tried his hand.
There is still a weak breath, but the meridians are damaged and the situation is not optimistic.
Tai Tan's face was so gloomy that water dripped from his face.
He remembered what Tang San said before.
"Senior, don't worry, I'm sure."
Is this what you are sure of?
Tai Tan had complicated emotions in his heart.
He sincerely hopes to assist the master's son and revive the reputation of Clear Sky Douluo.
But at this moment, looking at Tang San who was unconscious and pale, he couldn't help but wonder if he had recognized the wrong person?
But doubts are doubts, and people always need to be saved.
Tai Tan picked up Tang San, jumped up, and rushed away in the direction of Heaven Dou City.
Three days later.
In the rooms of Shrek Residence, Tang San.
Xiao Wu stood by the bed, his eyes red and his face full of worry.
Dai Mubai leaned against the wall, frowning and looking solemn.
Ma Hongjun stood at the door, rarely making a sound, seeming to be thinking silently.
Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing were also there, while Ning Rongrong was sitting in the corner, wondering what he was thinking.
Tai Tan said in a deep voice, "My life was saved, but the meridians were damaged, and Martial Soul was also affected. I need to take a good rest, and Soul Power cannot be used in the short term."
Xiao Wu bit her lip, feeling mixed emotions in her heart, silently.
Dai Mubai frowned and asked, "What about the competition?"
No one could answer the question, and there was a heavy atmosphere in the air.
Outside the door, Yu Xiaogang hurried over.
He had been in retreat these past few days to perfect his theory, and he hurried out only after hearing the news.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Tang San unconscious on the bed, and his face instantly became a little ugly.
"What's going on?"
Tai Tan glanced at him and said solemnly, "Young Master forcibly absorbed Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring and it backfired."
Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, and then a complicated expression flashed across his face.
He opened his mouth to say something, but found that there was nothing to say.
Tang San Why do you do this?
Is it to prove something?
He couldn't help but think of the day when Chen Xuan and Xie Ru refuted him in public, Tang San stood aside with no wave on his face, but there seemed to be unspeakable emotions hidden in his heart.
Thinking back on it now, there seemed to be something in those eyes that he couldn't understand.
Yu Xiaogang felt uneasy, walked to the bedside, looked at Tang San, and was silent for a long time.
You must know that Tang San is his most effective disciple in order to prove his theory, and this class of Soul Master Tournament was originally the most promising class, but now this situation...
"Let him have a good rest." He finally said, turned and walked out of the room.
No one stayed.
In the room, the quietness returned to before.
Xiao Wu was still standing by the bed, his eyes slightly red.
Dai Mubai stood for a while, seemingly thinking about something, and finally turned around and walked out.
Although I don't know why he feels a little secretly happy.
Can you feel unhappy?
Tang San When I first came here, I took one Boss Dai in one mouthful. When I arrived at Heaven Dou City, I was white every day.
Is it possible that in the later stage we will start calling Xiao Bai?
Ma Hongjun opened his mouth to say something, but was pulled back by Oscar, and the two of them retreated in tacit understanding.
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Xiao Wu, then at Ning Rongrong in the corner, and left silently.
Finally, Ning Rongrong was the last one to get up.
She walked slowly to the door, suddenly turned back, and her eyes stayed on the pale face on the bed for a moment, as if staring at a stranger.
Then, she left.
Xiao Wu was finally the only one left in the room. She held Tang San's hand tightly, and it was so cold that it seemed like it had lost its temperature.
"Third Brother..." She called softly, her voice choked with sobs.
Outside the window, the sky gradually darkened.
Three days later.
When Tang San opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the soft curtains on the top of the bed, and the second thing he saw was Xiao Wu sleeping soundly beside the bed.
He was stunned for a moment, and a wave of waves surged in his heart, and the memories of yesterday came flooding back.
He failed.
He actually failed?
Tang San closed his eyes, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.
Anger, grievance, and unwillingness.
He thought of Zhou Qiubai's always calm face, his calmness when drawing out his sword and his ease when sheathing it.
Why?
Tang San opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.
He tried to prop up his body, but found that his whole body was weak, his limbs felt like lead, and he felt pain in his body at the slightest movement.
Damn it!
Ever since I met Zhou Qiubai, almost everything has gone wrong.
"Third Brother?"
Xiao Wu was awakened. He looked up and saw Tang San with his eyes open. Tears burst out of his eyes instantly. "Third Brother, you're awake! I'm so worried about you..."
Tang San looked at her, the gloom on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by the familiar gentle expression.
"It's okay." He said softly, his voice hoarse, "I made you worry."
Xiao Wu shook his head and couldn't help but shed tears after all. "You scared me to death... Tai Tan When senior brought you back, you were covered in blood. I thought... I thought..."
She couldn't say the word.
Tang San raised his hand to wipe away her tears, but found that his hand stopped weakly in mid-air.
Xiao Wu quickly held his hand and put it against her cheek. "Third Brother, don't move, take good care of yourself..."
Tang San nodded and looked out the window involuntarily.
There is still time until the start of the competition...
Two days.
Can his body recover in two days?
Tang San Close your eyes and take a deep breath.
Don't be impatient. He warned himself that at times like this, he should not be impatient.
He could endure it for twenty-nine years in his previous life, and he can endure it in this life as well.
But now this body...
There were footsteps outside the door.
Tai Tan pushed the door open and saw Tang San waking up, a complicated look flashed across his face.
He walked to the bed and said in a deep voice, "Young master, old slave..."
"Senior, there is no need to blame yourself," Tang San interrupted him, "It was me who insisted on absorbing Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, it has nothing to do with senior. If senior had not taken action in time, my life might have been handed down. It is my turn to thank senior."
Tai Tan was startled. Looking at Tang San's sincere face, the doubts in his heart seemed to fade a little.
Maybe...
Young Master is just too strong?
Young people, who doesn't have some youthfulness and frivolity?
It's a pity...