Tang San Issues a Challenge

"Dean Yin, with your strength, challenging the Breaking Clan would be a piece of cake."

What are your plans for the future?

Ning Fengzhi sensed that the young hero from Yin Chuan must be quite ambitious, so he went along with his lead.

"The Xiao San wants to establish a sect."

"As the Uncle, I definitely have to lend a hand."

Yin Chuan's smile was humble.

"Sect?"

Ning Fengzhi, and he gave her a knowing look.

Having mastered Spear Technique and possessing his own inherited Martial Soul, he prepares to challenge the Breaking Clan.

Is your nephew planning to establish a sect?

If you want to start your own school of thought, just say so.

However, having discovered such a promising treasure, Ning Fengzhi certainly wouldn't mind becoming an Angel investor.

"Then I have high hopes for your sect. Do you still need investors?"

Ning Fengzhi's smile had a touch of mercenary shrewdness.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda can appraise treasures, but investment is his forte.

As for Yin Chuan, there was no need for authentication; the brilliance of the treasures soared into the sky.

"Sect Master Ning can discuss this with my nephew later; I believe he will be very interested."

Yin Chuan's lips curled into a slight smile.

Xiao San, catch this huge investment your Uncle brought you!

Tang San: My aunt's dowry was all used to help me rebuild the Tang Sect. I can't repay my Uncle's kindness enough!

"Then I wish you a pleasant cooperation in advance."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't suppress the smirk on his face.

Tang San was just a teenager, Yin Chuan Tang San him discuss these sect affairs with him, which shows they really considered him one of their own.

She might already consider him her father-in-law in her heart...

Rongrong, well done!

Ning Fengzhi praised Ning Rongrong in his heart.

He was quite confident in his daughter's qualities.

He never expected his unruly daughter to give him such a big surprise as soon as she stepped out the door.

Rongrong, you are your father's pride!

The survival guide of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda lineage is to cling to powerful figures. Now, Ning Fengzhi is very impressed with Ning Rongrong's ability to do just that, and he's quite moved...

My daughter has grown up and surpassed me in many ways.

at the same time,

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were shopping.

"How should we go and challenge them?"

Tang San frowned slightly, seemingly lost in thought, preoccupied with something as he observed the things on the street.

"Just shoot it in."

"Yeah, they're here to challenge us and ruin our reputation, so there's no need to be polite."

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong offered advice from the sidelines.

One of them was enjoying the spectacle and didn't mind the drama, while the other didn't think it was a big deal at all.

"No, no, that's too undignified."

"I have to help my Uncle get this sorted out."

Tang San shook his head repeatedly.

His Uncle had gone to great lengths to assign him this task, so he had to do it perfectly to satisfy his Uncle.

Tang San himself doesn't care about such things.

But he's extremely particular about things related to his Uncle.

"Well, whatever makes you happy..."

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance, feeling helpless but unsurprised.

Sometimes they even suspected that Tang San might have some psychological issues due to his unusual childhood.

However, if we put ourselves in their shoes, if they were Tang San, they would probably also be very dependent on Yin Chuan.

All right.

"Rongrong, can you write me a challenge?"

Tang San thought about it for a while, and finally had an idea.

Leave it to me.

Ning Rongrong gave an OK sign. As a lady from a respectable family, she was naturally skilled in such trivial matters as playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

The three immediately entered the shop next door.

Buy good things,

After Ning Rongrong's bold and assertive remarks.

Tang San tied the written challenge to his Blue Silver Tyrant Spear and aimed it at the territory of the Breaking Clan.

A powerful shot!

Call out!!

The Blue Silver Tyrant Spear transformed into a blue arc of light, piercing through the air with tactical precision, and landed precisely on the gate of the Breaking Clan.

Ding!

The Blue Silver Tyrant Spear was firmly planted in the center of the plaque above the gate of the Breaking Clan, swaying incessantly.

The entire mansion of the Breaking Clan trembled.

"Who!!"

Several figures shot out from the mansion in an instant.

The elderly man with the goatee who was leading the group even had some leftover medicine residue in his hand.

"Hiss!!!!"

These people were originally angry.

But when they saw the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear stuck in their family's signboard, they were shocked and solemn.

The texture and aura of the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear gave them a sense of awe.

Even beneath this blue Tyrant Spear,

Their usually proud Soul Breaking Spear now felt ashamed of itself.

"Great gun!"

What kind of gun is this?

Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Breaking Clan, widened his eyes in surprise as he looked at the large blue spear.

They didn't even care that their own signboard was nailed down.

The spear was over 4 meters long.

The spearhead is made of three layers of metal, inlaid with dark blue, light blue, and silver-blue, while the shaft is engraved with vibrant Blue Silver patterns.

With Yang Wudi's keen eye, he could deduce from the texture of this spear that it weighed no less than a thousand catties!

Terrifyingly strong!

Only such a divine object could be nailed to their stone door plaque, penetrating three-tenths of an inch into the stone, causing the entire Breaking Clan to tremble.

"What a magnificent spear! Its attack power is absolutely the strongest I have ever seen in my life. Its owner must be a person born with superhuman strength!"

Yang Wudi praised it highly.

He had spent his entire life pursuing the path of extreme attack, but upon seeing this gun, his path seemed to vanish.

His gun is just a gun.

And this gun is the Tyrant of guns!

Call out!

Amidst the astonished and admiring gazes of the members of the Breaking Clan,

The Blue Silver Tyrant Spear slowly dissipated, turning into blue light and returning to Tang San's side.

"No!!"

Yang Wudi cried out in sorrow, reluctant to let go, as he hadn't even had a proper look at the Tyrant Spear yet.

But the gun shot out extremely quickly.

They vanished in the blink of an eye, giving Yang Wudi chance to pursue them.

"Martial Soul?"

Yang Wudi also realized something.

This spear is a Martial Soul!

Martial Soul!

What does this mean?

"Such a domineering and powerful gun-type Martial Soul?"

Yang Wudi, unconsciously stroking his goatee.

He was suddenly struck by a profound sense of awe, as if a single grain of sand had been lifted into the clear blue sky.

"Chief, there's a letter!"

The voices of the Breaking Clan members behind him pulled Yang Wudi back to reality.

"Letter?"

Yang Wudi immediately went up to retrieve the letter.

It was a cloth bag.

It must have been shot from the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear. Yang Wudi activated it, and his tiger eyes immediately narrowed into slits.

"This is a challenge..."

Yang Wudi was itching with desire and couldn't wait to see the owner of the Tyrant Spear.

However, the letter stipulated a meeting time three days later.

"No!"

"These three days have been unbearable!"

Yang Wudi looked up to the sky and cried out in despair.

Let alone three days,

He can't even wait three minutes.

"That should work."

"We've issued a challenge; we'll come at the appointed time."

Tang San felt that he hadn't messed things up.

The content of the challenge was also very well-researched.