Tang San's Ass Gets Blasted

Xiao Wu flicked her braid, her body twisting in an exaggerated maneuver as she kicked toward Tang San's chest.

Tang San instinctively retreated and reached out to grab Xiao Wu's ankle, flinging her to the side.

Xiao Wu gracefully spun twice in midair before landing. With a tap of her toes, she charged at Tang San again.

Tang San did not dare let his guard down. He could tell that this girl was different from Wang Sheng and the others. She actually knew how to fight, rather than relying on brute force like Wang Sheng.

Tang San activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet and was just about to dodge sideways when his right foot seemed to take root, stuck fast to the ground and impossible to pull free.

His left foot had already left the ground, yet his right foot remained motionless. His legs split apart, and he went straight into a full split.

Riiip—

The sound of tearing cloth rang out clearly. Xiao Wu stopped in place and stared strangely at Tang San, whose expression was equally strange, before asking:

"Are you okay?"

Tang San shook his head, his teeth clenched tightly together and his face already pale.

Because he felt as though the gates of his asshole had been smashed open, as if a long rod had driven straight into him.

But he could not show it. He could only endure it and pretend that nothing had happened.

In another building, Shi An appeared to be asleep, but the constant twitching at the corners of his mouth showed that he was still awake.

He had been the one behind what had just happened. After absorbing his second soul ring, his perception of the earth had become much stronger. He could even make judgments through vibrations in the ground.

He desperately suppressed the corners of his mouth to keep himself from laughing. Turning over, he buried his face in the pillow, but he could no longer hold it back, and his mouth curled into an exaggerated grin.

He felt... like he might be a little perverted.

But... why did he inexplicably feel such a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction?

If he had the chance, he definitely had to let Tang Hao try it too, so he could experience his son's suffering.

Tang Hao, sitting in a tavern not far from Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy, suddenly shuddered.

His asshole clenched, and he had a nagging feeling that something bad was about to happen.

He released his spiritual power and sensed the area for a while. Finding no danger at all, he merely thought he was being overly suspicious, then picked up the cheap ale on the table and began guzzling it.

Pop—

Tang San slowly rose to his feet. The same crisp sound rang out, and everyone cast puzzled looks his way, but they saw nothing strange.

Tang San swiftly glanced down at his feet, then frowned slightly, unable to understand what had just happened.

Why had his foot been unable to move? And why had there been a... that kind of thing blasting open his back door?

But he was certain that someone had been plotting against him. Yet who could it be, someone who had done it without him noticing in the slightest?

A trace of vigilance and killing intent surfaced in his heart.

You dared to toy with me like this. You have already chosen the path to death.

No matter who you are, I will repay the pain I suffered today a hundredfold!

Tang San thought viciously to himself, though he still had to maintain a calm and indifferent expression.

"Can you still fight?" Xiao Wu asked as she looked at Tang San, whose steps seemed rather strange.

"You win. From now on, you're the boss of Seven House," Tang San said flatly. He staggered back to his bed, the corner of his mouth twitching now and then.

Everyone in Seven House wore strange expressions. In their eyes, Tang San had admitted defeat before even fighting.

They were deeply unwilling to accept it. Anyone could be their boss, but why did it have to be a little girl?

Wang Sheng stepped forward. Since Tang San had admitted defeat, he wanted to see Xiao Wu's strength for himself.

As the boss of Seven House, one's strength had to be the greatest.

A moment later... Wang Sheng returned to his bed clutching his waist, feeling as though his entire body was about to fall apart. His body was covered in shoeprints.

The next day.

The academy's opening ceremony was held.

Tang San stood at the back of the crowd, limping, while Yu Xiaogang also arrived with a limp.

This surprised many teachers and students at the academy.

After all, Yu Xiaogang had been at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy for so many years, yet this was the first time anyone had seen him attend such an event.

Shi An stood among the crowd, his gaze sweeping over them from time to time, a faint smile playing on his lips.

You little bastard, I can't do anything to your father, Tang Ritian, for the debt he owes me, so I'll have to collect some interest from you first.

The ground beneath Tang San's feet silently wriggled. Then cracks spread through it, and the sounds of crack, crack rang out clearly.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat. Before he could react, the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, revealing a pit.

The intense sensation of weightlessness made Tang San's pupils contract sharply, reminding him of the day he jumped off the cliff six years ago.

Thud—

Fortunately, the pit was not very deep. Tang San landed steadily, though he felt a tearing pain from the wound behind him.

The commotion was so great that it immediately drew everyone's attention.

Seeing a pit suddenly appear in the plaza, everyone looked shocked.

Before long, Tang San was pulled out of the pit. Everyone looked at him, then at the large hole, all of them unsure of what to say.

The principal of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy coughed twice and said:

"Perhaps the academy has fallen into disrepair over the years, resulting in some problems. I will report this to the higher-ups at once and request funding to renovate the academy."

The principal spoke as though it were only natural, but inwardly he was already laughing with delight.

Wasn't this the perfect chance to line his pockets?

However, just then, Yu Xiaogang stepped forward and said:

"If that is the case, then this student was injured because of it. He should be compensated at least somewhat."

The principal looked at Yu Xiaogang in surprise. Why was this fellow standing up for this boy?

Still, with so many people watching, he nodded. "That's right. This young student should indeed be compensated."

"How about this? The academy will cover all of this student's meal expenses at school. Let that count as compensation."

Yu Xiaogang frowned. That was not what he wanted, so he spoke again:

"At the very least, there should be compensation for medical expenses."

"I was negligent." The principal narrowed his eyes, glanced at Yu Xiaogang, then pulled several gold soul coins from his pocket and placed them in Tang San's hand.

Yu Xiaogang nodded in satisfaction and said nothing more.

After the ceremony ended, Yu Xiaogang took the initiative to appear before Tang San. With his hands clasped behind his back, he wore a proud and arrogant expression.

"Teacher, thank you for today," Tang San said. Naturally, he knew that if Yu Xiaogang had not spoken up for him, he would not have gotten the gold soul coins or the benefit of free meals.

And there was also the matter of Yu Xiaogang helping him after he had been stopped by the gatekeeper yesterday. Tang San had developed some goodwill toward Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang waved a hand. "This is what you deserved."

"I came to ask you something. Are you willing to become my disciple?"

Tang San hesitated. Yu Xiaogang glanced at the crowd that had yet to disperse and suggested, "Let's find somewhere with fewer people to talk."