Humiliation, the Grudge-Holding Tang San, Qian Renxue: Why Do I Feel Like I'm So Special?

What had Gu Yuena done to her again last night?

But this time, she had prepared thoroughly. At the very least, she had done what the Silver Dragon King should have done.

Shen Yifeng flashed forward and appeared before Tang San in an instant.

He threw a punch carrying the intertwined power of flames and lightning.

Tang San had no time to react before the punch struck his chest.

"Puh!"

Tang San spat out blood, flew backward, and crashed heavily near the edge of the arena.

The punch had been tremendously powerful. He had not had time to use Blue Silver Grass to lessen some of the impact.

That blow filled him with despair. He had lost his helper, his dignity, and his teacher's expectations.

The referee froze for several seconds before coming back to his senses.

He raised Shen Yifeng's hand high and loudly announced:

"Match over! Nine-Colored Dragon King Shen Yifeng wins!"

Thunderous cheers instantly erupted from below the stage.

This sudden reversal was simply too thrilling.

Just moments ago, they had been stunned by the Silver Dragon Phantom. The next second, Shen Yifeng had won outright. It practically sent them into a frenzy.

The Four Great Fierce Beasts jumped up excitedly and shouted the Rainbow Dragon King's name.

Xiong Jun swayed wildly, drawing laughter and curious glances from the crowd.

He truly was a devout follower of the Rainbow Dragon King.

Compared to Xiong Jun, Di Tian seemed much more restrained. As the Beast God, he still could not let go of his dignity before so many people.

Zi Ji and Bi Ji exchanged smiles. When they saw Di Tian's awkward look, they could not help but burst out laughing.

They really wanted to see Di Tian make a fool of himself, but unfortunately, he could not do it!

My wife is amazing. I love her to death.

Gu Yuena really wanted to shout it out, but she held herself back. The night before last, she had secretly left a faint Silver Dragon Phantom on her wife's body.

It was all for this moment. Tang San's hidden weapon attack absolutely could not threaten her wife's safety.

Did that count as filling her wife up too?

The three elders of the Education Committee exchanged glances, each seeing determination in the others' eyes.

Ning Fengzhi nodded lightly and said in a low voice:

"As expected of his reputation."

He even felt a little jealous. Why did the successor of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda not possess such talent?

Unfair. It was far too unfair.

Inside the private room, Pufferfish and Snake Lance cheered at the same time.

"The Rainbow Dragon King is incredible!"

Their voices startled the smug Qian Renxue. She shuddered, turned around, and saw the two of them cheering while holding Seven-Colored Sticks.

Qian Renxue: ???

When had they taken those out? And why did they make her seem so special?

"You two, how did you both become his fans?"

"Young Master, we figured we should get into the mood. Besides, since we're holding Seven-Colored Sticks, it would be inappropriate not to shout. We can't just watch dryly the whole time."

Pufferfish Douluo explained.

After staying in Heaven Dou City for so long, they had to adapt to the atmosphere a little.

Qian Renxue said nothing and silently watched the scene in the arena.

Next time, perhaps she should join in too. It did seem improper to merely stand around watching.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang stood below the stage with a pale face, unable to say a word. He had lost. Tang San had actually lost.

It was over. All his money was gone.

To forge hidden weapons for Tang San, he had practically spent money like water in order to win this match, yet they had still lost.

What exactly was that Silver Dragon Phantom on his body?

It was over. Everything was over.

On the stage, Tang San clutched his chest and struggled to rise. "You won. I never expected you to have another move, but that doesn't mean I'll admit defeat."

When had he ever suffered such humiliation? He would never forget today's battle.

"Tsk, tsk. You used hidden weapons and still think you have the moral high ground? A loss is a loss. Stop making excuses."

Shen Yifeng landed on the ground and withdrew his Martial Soul.

"You should think carefully about how you're going to face your teacher."

Shen Yifeng could not be bothered arguing with Tang San. He had lost, so why did he have so much nonsense to say?

After leaving, Tang San gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and walked off the stage unwillingly.

He had lost to an Auxiliary System Soul Master. If people at Shrek Academy learned about it, would they not laugh themselves silly?

Everyone would think he was trash. The thought made him especially irritated.

Seeing Shen Yifeng leave the arena, Gu Yuena left the spectator seats and hurried toward the entrance to the passageway.

Very soon,

Shen Yifeng walked over looking completely relaxed. Gu Yuena smiled and waved. "Yifeng, congratulations on winning. That was an incredibly exciting fight."

"If it hadn't been for that Silver Dragon Phantom, it would have been hard to finish things. I wonder where that power came from."

Shen Yifeng teased as he smiled at Gu Yuena.

Gu Yuena shuddered all over, her pretty face flushing slightly, but she maintained her composure. "Maybe the power inside you saved you, Yifeng."

Why does my wife seem a little mischievous?

I've always acted openly and honestly, and I certainly wasn't discovered. She must be joking.

"That makes sense."

Shen Yifeng did not continue the topic and instead prepared to demand the money from Yu Xiaogang.

He was not afraid that Yu Xiaogang would run away.

After all, this was the only route out. If Yu Xiaogang dared to default, he would just block him in Suotuo City.

Before long, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San walked over with their heads lowered.

Their faces were livid, each looking worse than the other.

Their money was gone, and they had lost face as well. A double loss like this was extremely unpleasant.

Shen Yifeng leaned against the wall and watched Yu Xiaogang approach.

"Master, four hundred Gold Soul Coins. Hurry up."

Hearing Shen Yifeng's voice, Yu Xiaogang's expression changed, but he forced himself to remain calm.

"Shen Yifeng, are you sure you want to give up a bright future over this little bit of money? As long as you come with me to Shrek Academy, I'll personally teach you. Your future achievements will be limitless. Consider these four hundred Gold Soul Coins a welcome gift from me."

He was calculating inwardly. As long as he could pull Shen Yifeng into Shrek, spending this amount would be worth it.

If Shen Yifeng refused to join, he truly did not want to pay this money.

"No need."

Shen Yifeng refused decisively.

"I'm not interested in Shrek. You can't teach me anything, so hand over the money."

"You!"

Yu Xiaogang trembled with anger.

"I'm a master of Martial Soul theory! Countless people beg to take me as their teacher!"

"A master of theory?"

Gu Yuena sneered.

"A theory master who can't even break through to Soul Elder? You should manage yourself first."

Yu Xiaogang was left speechless, his face turning the color of pig liver.

Tang San stood beside him with clenched fists, yet he did not dare say a single word.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, took out a money pouch from his storage Soul Tool, and viciously threw it to Shen Yifeng.

"Take it. Four hundred Gold Soul Coins. You'll regret this!"

Shen Yifeng caught the pouch, weighed it in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction.

"At least you know what's good for you. If even one coin is missing, be careful you don't make it out that door."

Yu Xiaogang was not stupid enough to ruin his own reputation over this money. Besides, if he could not fool Tang San, would all his efforts not have been wasted?

"Hmph. When I, Yu Xiaogang, give my word, four horses couldn't drag it back."

"Besides, it's not too late for you to regret it. Join Shrek Academy, and I can make you the core of the team and let you enjoy the best resources."

Yu Xiaogang still was not reassured.

As soon as he finished speaking,

A stern voice came from the distance.

"Bullshit!"