Twenty-Eighty Odds
Tailong looked in the direction Tang San was pointing and saw Jun Xuehan with long silver hair neatly combed behind her head.
"Third Young Master, you watch, I'll show him who the toad is." Tailong clenched his fists and walked straight towards Jun Xuehan's direction.
As the speed increased, the Martial Soul: Great Strength Ape rose behind Tailong, with three Soul Ring —two yellow and one purple—flashing continuously beneath his feet.
When Tailong arrived, Jun Xuehan, Zhu Zhuqing, Zong Ming and the others noticed his presence.
Tang Lingling looked at the approaching Tai Tan and immediately released her Martial Soul: Netherworld Snow Leopard. After the Martial Soul Possession, Tang Lingling's eyes quickly turned white, and her fingernails gleamed with a chilling light.
Her hair, which was loose and flowing down her back, moved on its own even without wind. A cold aura emanated from her body, and four Soul Ring appeared beneath her feet: two yellow and two purple.
As Assault System, Tang Lingling has never been afraid of battle, and Tailong's aggressive demeanor clearly indicates that he's here to cause trouble.
Tang Lingling was about to take a step forward when Zong Ming stopped her.
"Ling Ling, this kind of thing can be left to us men. After all, we're not just for show; we don't need you girls to step up." Zong Ming said with a very gentlemanly smile to Tang Lingling.
Extending his right hand, Zong Ming's Martial Soul, Crimson Blood Thorns, appeared on Zong Ming right hand. Dark red thorns danced continuously in his palm, while two yellow and two purple thorns flashed beneath his feet.
"Hey, Zong Ming, don't try to take this from me. I was the one who got my eye on him first." Tang Lingling stretched her body and looked at Zong Ming, who was blocking her way, with some dissatisfaction.
Zong Ming simply gave Tang Lingling a gentle and gentlemanly smile, showing no intention of moving away.
"Two level 40 Soul Ancestor." Tailong's eyes widened slightly as he looked at the Soul Ring beneath Tang Lingling and Zong Ming's feet.
He himself was a level 38 Soul Elder, while among the seven people on the other side, the two who showed strength were level 40 Soul Ancestor.
In a one-on-one situation, he might have a chance to win against one of them. But the problem now is that there are seven people on the other side. He might not even be able to beat the two who have shown their strength in a one-on-one fight, let alone the five whose strength is unknown.
But he had already made his statement. If he went back in such a sorry state, how could he face anyone in the academy afterward? And what would the Third Young Master think of him?
Thinking it over, Tailong looked at Jun Xuehan with a thoughtful expression in his eyes. He paused for a moment before continuing to walk towards Jun Xuehan.
Tailong stopped a short distance in front of Zong Ming, his gaze passing over Zong Ming and landing on Jun Xuehan. He pointed a finger at Jun Xuehan and said, "You Xiao Bai, you're the one who called us toads, right? You Xiao Bai, do you dare to come out and fight me one-on-one? Don't hide behind a woman like a coward."
Upon hearing Tailong's words, Jun Xuehan, Zong Ming, Wu Kuan, Jing Xu, and the others narrowed their eyes almost simultaneously.
"Damn it, look closely, I'm a man, and I'm standing at the very front." A cold glint flashed in Zong Ming's eyes, and the Crimson Blood Thorns in his palm seemed to sense his anger, twisting and turning.
No wonder Zong Ming was angry. He was standing at the very front, yet Tailong accused Jun Xuehan of hiding behind a woman. Wasn't that implying he wasn't a man? "Since when has a Soul Elder dared to be so arrogant? Who gave you the courage? Don't say our captain hasn't cursed you. Even if we called you toads, so what? Look at the clothes you're wearing, aren't you just giant toads?" Jing Xu sneered, stepped forward, and stared intently at Tailong.
"Why waste words with him? You should consider your own strength before you start a fight." Wu Kuan clenched his fists, making a cracking sound.
Tailong listened to their conversation, he was about to say something when Jun Xuehan's figure move. In the blink of an eye, she had already appeared in front of him.
Before Tailong could react, Jun Xuehan reached out and grabbed Tailong's neck, unleashing unparalleled strength from Jun Xuehan grasp.
Faced with this immense force, Tai Tan was completely unable to react, and his body fell straight backward under the force.
With a bang, Tailong's body was slammed to the ground by Jun Xuehan. The immense force caused cracks to appear on the bluestone pavement, and the shattered stones flew into the air before falling back down.
The sound of bones shattering came from Tailong's body. Tailong's eyes widened, and a scream escaped his lips, echoing around him and instantly silencing the previously noisy crowd.
Jun Xuehan's right arm is now vastly different from before. After the Ice Empress's sacrifice, the Ice Empress's Soul Bone replaced the entire skeleton of Jun Xuehan's right arm, so the power that Jun Xuehan's right arm can unleash is unimaginably strong.
After doing all this, Jun Xuehan looked at Tang San with indifferent eyes, and their eyes met.
Their eyes met for about two seconds before Jun Xuehan turned away first, waved to Zhu Zhuqing, Zong Ming and the others, and headed towards the rest area.
"With this kind of strength, you dare to come looking for trouble." Tang Lingling shook her head with some boredom, then withdrew her Martial Soul and followed behind Jun Xuehan.
Zong Ming acted as Tang Lingling's protector, staying by her side.
After Jun Xuehan and the others left, Dai Mubai approached Tang San and whispered, "Little San, did you notice anything?"
Tang San's eyes gradually turned serious. He said, "I didn't see that coming. He didn't even release his Martial Soul. What could I possibly see?"
"But based on my initial estimate, if I were to fight him one-on-one, my chances of winning would be around 20/80," Tang San said thoughtfully.
Although Tang San couldn't discern Jun Xuehan's current strength, based on Jun Xuehan strength two years ago, combined with the expected cultivation speed of a genius over two years, and comparing it to his own current strength, he concluded that it was a 20/80 split.
"Two-eight split, Third Brother, who gets 20% and who gets 80%?" Ma Hongjun asked curiously.
"He has a 20% chance of winning, and I have an 80% chance." The seriousness in Tang San's eyes disappeared, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
After saying this, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun exchanged glances and then smiled in unison.
Then, Tang San and Dai Mubai walked towards Tailong, helped Tailong up from the ground, and headed straight for the rest area where the competition was taking place.