The moment Bibi Dong finished speaking, the scene erupted, and the surrounding academy members began discussing it heatedly.
"Yu Xiaogang left together with us. I was wondering why he came to Spirit City half a month early. So this was the reason."
"Hahaha... This is too ridiculous, isn't it? He thought his disciple was a genius, so he begged others to spare him? Is there something wrong with his head?"
"Hahaha... Exactly! Is Spirit Hall lacking geniuses? Would they fear some insignificant Soul Ancestor? If you ask me, Yu Xiaogang has persecution delusions."
"Right, right. Of all things he could have done, he had to rush to Spirit City early. Not only did he make himself suffer, but now he's dragged the Shrek Academy students into it too. He really is a complete failure."
"Keep your voices down. Can't you see his whole face is red? Be careful, or you'll make him cough up blood."
"Hahaha... It's fine. He's so ashamed he practically wants to crawl into a hole."
"..."
Hearing the sneers and mockery around him, Grandmaster gave a muffled grunt, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Xiao Gang, what's wrong?" Liu Erlong asked anxiously.
Grandmaster looked miserable as he said, "I'm fine."
Though he claimed this was a test for Tang San, if he had a choice, how could he bear to let Tang San endure such humiliation?
Listening to those piercing words around him, his heart ached unbearably.
At the center of the plaza, Tang San circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill with all his strength. Under the immense pressure, the Soul Power within his body flowed faster than ever before.
Unfortunately, he had already broken through once under Ju Douluo's pressure a few days ago. It was impossible for him to