A Hundred-Year Soul Ring? Tang San Expelled from School!

In the courtyard, Tang San paused and abruptly turned his head.

His icy eyes locked onto Lu Xiao outside the crowd, a trace of gravity and wariness hidden within them.

Ning Rongrong tightly clutched Lu Xiao's sleeve, her little face pale as she murmured, "So terrifying... H-he really wanted to kill someone..."

Xiao Wu frowned slightly, ready to make a move at any moment!

Lu Xiao slowly stepped forward and glanced indifferently at Tang San. "A dispute between students is, at most, a student brawl. Trying to take a life is going too far."

Tang San's heart jolted. He had never expected anyone to see through his attack.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

"Tang San! Stop right there!"

Wang Sheng hurried forward and directly blocked Tang San's path. He spread his arms wide, firmly barring the way, his face livid with disappointment and rage.

"Move."

Tang San abruptly halted, impatience and coldness flashing through his eyes. "He insulted my benefactor. Even if he died, he deserved it!"

After saying that, Soul Power surged around him, and a faint white glow lit up his body.

Tang San raised his right hand. Blue Silver Grass slowly grew from his palm, and with a sweep of his hand, it drifted across the ground beneath his feet.

A faint yellow Soul Ring rose from beneath Tang San's feet, circling his body as it pulsed up and down.

"A hundred-year Soul Ring."

Everyone present apart from Lu Xiao and the two girls sucked in a cold breath.

Notting City was not large, and Notting Academy was not some prestigious Soul Master Academy.

First-year students were only six or seven years old. Reaching the Soul Master realm in their first year had never happened in the entire history of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Even Wang Sheng wavered at this moment.

A hundred-year Soul Ring was not something Tang San could possibly have obtained by himself. Since someone could help him acquire a hundred-year Soul Ring and cultivate to the Soul Master realm...

Then just how powerful was the force behind Tang San, a work-study student like himself?

Even Xiao Chenyu began to regret things. If Tang San had a powerful family backing him, angering him might bring disaster upon Xiao Chenyu.

"Isn't it just a hundred-year Soul Ring? What's so special about it?"

Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, Ning Rongrong felt rather helpless.

Everyone turned in unison to look at the exquisitely dressed, fair-skinned little girl outside the crowd, their eyes filled with disbelief.

A hundred-year Soul Ring? Nothing special?

Only Lu Xiao wore a strange expression as he stared at the yellow Soul Ring, seemingly lost in thought.

Back in Soul Hunting Forest, he and Xiao Wu had slain quite a few hundred-year Soul Beasts. He was more than familiar with hundred-year Soul Rings.

In his view, the Soul Power aura from Tang San's Soul Ring was extraordinarily weak!

At that moment, Xiao Wu leaned close to Lu Xiao's ear and softly asked, "Lu Xiao, isn't the Soul Ring on him a hundred-year Soul Ring?"

Xiao Wu's perception of Soul Rings and Soul Beast auras far surpassed that of ordinary people.

She could clearly sense that the Soul Power within Tang San's Soul Ring was thin and weak. It possessed none of the foundation of a hundred-year Soul Ring.

Lu Xiao nodded faintly and replied in a low voice, "You're right. It's fake."

Although the two did not speak loudly, the surroundings were extremely quiet, and every word clearly reached everyone's ears.

The moment those words fell, the entire courtyard erupted!

The students who had been filled with reverence now wore wildly varied expressions.

"Fake? It's actually a fake hundred-year Soul Ring?"

"I knew it! That useless Yu Xiaogang would struggle even against a ten-year Soul Beast. How could he possibly hunt a hundred-year Soul Beast for his disciple?"

"No wonder the color looked so pale. It was just a bluff!"

Countless hushed discussions erupted, like countless fine needles viciously stabbing into Tang San's heart.

"Lu Xiao!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and enunciated each word.

"You humiliated me in public. Do you dare fight me?"

"Right here. A fair duel!"

The students around them instantly fell silent. Everyone held their breath, their gazes fixed firmly on the two figures in the courtyard.

Xiao Wu stepped forward, but Lu Xiao gently stopped her with a raised hand.

Lu Xiao's expression remained calm, his eyes placid, and his tone lazy and indifferent. "You're not worthy."

Those three simple words completely ignited Tang San's rage.

"You're courting death!"

Tang San shouted furiously and activated his martial soul. "Blue Silver Grass, Entanglement!"

The fake hundred-year Soul Ring shone with a muddled yellow-white light, and a Blue Silver Grass vine as thick as a finger lashed toward Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao smiled faintly and allowed the Blue Silver Grass to land on his body.

Seeing this, a smug smile appeared at the corner of Tang San's mouth.

But the next second, the smile on his lips froze.

Soul Power trembled around Lu Xiao's body, and the vines around him instantly shattered into pieces!

Xiao Wu's sharp tongue was unmatched. "Go on, smile! Why aren't you smiling now? Don't tell me you were born unable to smile?"

Rather than retreat, Tang San pressed his attack. He stepped through Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his hands hardening like cold jade as he charged toward Lu Xiao.

He had great confidence in himself. In his eyes, Lu Xiao was merely a six-year-old child. Even if Lu Xiao was somewhat stronger, he could never be Tang San's match.

But in Lu Xiao's eyes, every one of Tang San's movements was laughably slow.

Lu Xiao abruptly raised his right hand, slightly lowered his arm, and twisted at the waist. He threw a simple straight punch, without a trace of flourish!

Bang!!!

A dull impact exploded through the courtyard!

The punch was incomparably precise, landing squarely on the left side of Tang San's chest!

Overwhelming and tyrannical force instantly poured in, piercing through flesh and shaking his bones!

Crack!

A sharp, grating sound of bones breaking rang out.

Tang San's charging body instantly stiffened. The viciousness on his face froze, replaced by pain and horror.

He only felt agonizing pain in his chest as half his body went numb. Several ribs in his chest had been forcibly shattered by that punch!

That immense force was like a mountain flood or raging tsunami, violently sending his entire body flying!

Puh—

A mouthful of blood sprayed through the air as Tang San crashed down in a miserable heap, heavily smashing into the bluestone pavement.

The ground trembled slightly, and fragments of stone scattered in every direction.

The atmosphere instantly froze!

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief at the sight before them.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong stared blankly at the composed youth standing there, undisguised affection and fervent admiration surging in their eyes.

In Xiao Wu's eyes, Lu Xiao was always capable of anything. He could steadfastly protect everyone, peerless beneath the heavens.

Ning Rongrong, standing nearby, was utterly entranced as well.

Lu Xiao paid no further attention to the unconscious Tang San and left with the two girls.

He was rather curious just how far Tang San, influenced by him and having absorbed a fake hundred-year Soul Ring, could go!

After Lu Xiao and the others left, Xiao Chenyu glanced at Tang San lying on the ground and said coldly, "Inform the headmaster. Let the academy deal with this matter."

That evening, under Ning Fengzhi's instruction, Notting Academy expelled Tang San!

Yu Xiaogang carried the severely injured Tang San on his back as he left the academy, his heart filled with venomous resentment.

Along the way, passing students and teachers all pointed and whispered at the two of them.

"Teacher, I hate this!" Tang San lay on Yu Xiaogang's back, his face pale!

Yu Xiaogang paused. He turned his head to look at Tang San, whose eyes were filled with hostility, then gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "So what if it's a fake hundred-year Soul Ring? You are the third person on the continent to possess Twin Martial Souls. I will find a way for you to break through the limitations of Twin Martial Souls!"

"By then, you will become a Title Douluo with eighteen Soul Rings! No one in the world will be your match!"

"The day you achieve greatness will be the day you crush Lu Xiao and wash away every humiliation you suffered today!"

His words were earnest, and when he spoke of their grievances, tears streamed down his aged face.

Seeing this, much of Tang San's resentment toward Yu Xiaogang for causing him to absorb a ten-year Soul Ring quietly dissipated.

The discussions and mocking laughter from the roadside continued without end. Those derisive gazes were like countless sharp blades, viciously stabbing into both of them.

Tang San clenched his teeth so hard that thin strands of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Deep within his eyes, the seeds of hatred took root and fully sprouted.

"A Title Douluo with eighteen Soul Rings... Teacher, I will definitely achieve it."