"Xiaogang, have you fucking had too much to drink?"
Flender scoffed.
"Neither of us is a Soul Douluo yet, and Liu Erlong isn't here, so our three-person Martial Soul Fusion Skill is useless. How are we supposed to fight?"
Yu Xiaogang sneered. "We'll be fighting to the death, which boosts our combat strength by thirty percent. They're only carrying out their duties. Why can't we fight them? Besides, I'll be taking the field myself to back you up!"
Zhao Wuji swallowed. "Flender, how about we take a gamble? Fuck it, even the fierce fear those who don't care whether they live. I think Grandmaster's right this time!"
Yu Xiaogang glared. "I'm always right, all right?!"
Flender's mouth twitched.
He didn't trust Yu Xiaogang, but refusing to fight meant death anyway. With no other choice, he could only steel himself and charge in!
"Split up and break out! Leave the teachers here to hold them off!"
Flender turned and shouted to Tang San and the others behind him.
But when he looked back,
Tang San and the others had already vanished. The inn's back door stood wide open. They had slipped away long ago.
"Well... never mind. Our efforts to train them weren't wasted. At least they're quick-witted. Wuji, Xiaogang, if the three of us can carve a bloody path out today, we'll drink for three days straight and won't leave until we're drunk!"
"Agreed!"
Flender and the other two walked out of the inn.
Outside, they saw
a short-haired Female Vice-Regimental Commander of the Fire Phoenix Soul Tool Group, with delicate brows and Soul Douluo-level strength, standing alone.
"Just you? Where are the others?"
Flender frowned.
"I'm enough to deal with you three. The others have gone to capture your students, of course."
"What?" Yu Xiaogang raged. "You have no honor whatsoever! Grown adults attacking juniors-do you have any conscience at all? Come at me if you've got the guts!"
The Female Vice-Regimental Commander looked slightly surprised. "At your age, with such a low rank, you can still be a teacher? I don't see much teaching ethics in you, either. Enough nonsense. Surrender quietly and spare yourselves a beating!"
"Fuck you! Three against one, and we're supposed to be afraid of some woman?"
Zhao Wuji immediately activated his Martial Soul Avatar. The Mighty Vajra Bear possessed him, and his body swelled to an enormous size.
Flender did the same, activating his owl avatar.
As for Yu Xiaogang, he summoned his Luo Sanpao, charging up and preparing to fart!
"Heh."
The Female Vice-Regimental Commander sneered. In the next instant, close-fitting crimson armor suddenly covered her entire body, including her face and head.
The instant the armor closed, it erupted with a startling red glow!
"What... what is that thing?"
"Take a guess."
Naturally, the Female Vice-Regimental Commander couldn't be bothered to waste words on three enemies. She flashed forward and attacked!
"So fast!"
Zhao Wuji and Flender's pupils shook. That fucking speed didn't belong to a Soul Douluo-it belonged to a Titled Douluo!
"Crooked tricks! You refuse to follow the path of martial souls. All your Sun Moon Sect knows is crooked tricks..."
Yu Xiaogang was still frowning and cursing. With his rank-thirty soul power, he couldn't even see where the enemy was.
The next instant,
a whipping kick came flying in. It struck Yu Xiaogang squarely in the shoulder and sent him hurtling away!
Yu Xiaogang flew backward into the inn, smashing straight through one of its load-bearing pillars and passing out on the spot.
Luo Sanpao dissipated immediately. Grandmaster hadn't even withstood a single move before he was finished.
"Someone like this can be a teacher? Your academy really is something else."
The Female Vice-Regimental Commander gave a derisive laugh.
Flender and Zhao Wuji inwardly cursed their predicament.
"Damn it! We'll fight you to the end!"
They attacked from left and right, sandwiching her between them!
"Hmph!"
The Female Vice-Regimental Commander had weathered countless battles and didn't panic in the slightest.
Every member of the current Fire Phoenix Legion was a battle-hardened veteran of the continent-wide war during the Peerless Era. Each was a war machine, their hands stained with countless lives' blood.
The Female Vice-Regimental Commander leaped into a full split, driving one foot hard into each man's face!
Bang!
With the Martial Soul Avatar Armor's enhancement,
a Soul Master's combat strength increased by at least ten ranks!
Those two full-force kicks knocked both Zhao Wuji and Flender straight out of their Martial Soul Avatar states!
Then,
the Female Vice-Regimental Commander flew forward, seized the two men, and brought her fists raining down!
Bang! Bang! Bang! ...
After a minute of brutal pounding, she had beaten both Flender and Zhao Wuji unconscious without even using a soul skill.
"These three idiots managed to teach seven gods?"
The Female Vice-Regimental Commander tied the three together, contempt filling her heart.
They really had caught a favorable era. Even a pig could fly if it stepped into the right wind!
If these three idiots had lived during the Peerless Era, they wouldn't even have made it through Shrek's fucking gates, would they?
Just then,
the other members returned one after another, carrying Tang San and his six companions.
With Flying Soul Tools, Satellite Positioning, and the signal from the Chip inside Tang San,
the seven of them had never stood a chance of escaping.
"Dean Flender!"
Oscar and Ma Hongjun cried out in despair.
Seeing Flender and the other two beaten unconscious and tied up extinguished the Seven Monsters' last glimmer of hope.
"You!"
"Does your Sun Moon Sect intend to exterminate our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to the last person?!"
Ning Rongrong broke down sobbing.
Her father had died in battle, Grandpa Sword's whereabouts were unknown, and Grandpa Bone had also died in battle. Ning Rongrong had endured far too much in barely a month, and she fainted.
Oscar's heart ached unbearably. Gritting his teeth, he snarled, "You bastards from the Sun Moon Sect will die horrible deaths!"
Tang San and Xiao Wu felt the same. Tang San craned his neck, looking everywhere. How desperately he wished that deadbeat father of his would step in and save him once more!
Dad, where the fuck are you? Come out and turn this whole situation around!
Clear Sky Douluo!
Yet no one appeared.
The Female Vice-Regimental Commander watched them coldly.
"War is a filthy game, and we're merely its filthy players."
"Tang San, thanks to you, our elders, brothers, friends, relatives, and countless comrades died at your hands!"
"The hell we endured was ten times worse than the pain you feel now!"
"We came back for those who couldn't!"
"Tang San! This time, we will never let you go!"
The Female Vice-Regimental Commander and the other Fire Phoenix members wore savage, vicious expressions.
Tang San's face twitched. He vaguely sensed something was wrong. He had never fucking provoked the Sun Moon Sect!
As for the other Seven Monsters,
they stared at Tang San in shock.
What the fuck did you do?
What exactly have you been hiding from us?!
Carrying their captives,
the Fire Phoenix Soul Tool Group immediately headed for Gengxin City!
Meanwhile,
in Spirit City,
Bibi Dong lay unconscious at the foot of the mountain, grievously wounded all over.
When someone discovered her, they hurriedly carried her up to the Pope Palace.
Upon hearing that Bibi Dong was gravely injured and near death, Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and even the other elders of the Worship Hall all rushed out.
Qian Daoliu examined Bibi Dong's injuries, his brows tightly knitted.
"Who could have wounded Bibi Dong like this? Hurry! Put the Pope in the Medicine Pool, and go to Heaven Dou City to bring Ye Yunyan, the Nine Heart Begonia inheritor! Hurry!"
"I want Bibi Dong alive!"
In a rare display, Qian Daoliu flew into a rage.
Bibi Dong was immediately carried into a secret chamber and immersed in a specially prepared Medicine Pool.
Ling Yuan Douluo immediately accepted the order and flew toward Heaven Dou City.
Qian Daoliu said darkly, "Who did this? If they dare wound the Pope today, they'll dare climb onto my head tomorrow!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's face was cold. "Who else could it be? Bibi Dong went down the mountain to the Sun Moon Sect earlier, with Chrysanthemum Ghost following her. Now Bibi Dong is gravely wounded, and those two haven't returned. Apart from the secluded Clear Sky Sect, only the Sun Moon Sect has that kind of power!"
Qian Daoliu's long hair flew wildly, his face twisting with fury.
"Very well! Very well!"
"Just because I haven't appeared in the world, the Sun Moon Sect thinks this old man's blade has gone dull! Today, I'll sacrifice their two Titled Douluos to consecrate my battle flag!"
Qian Daoliu rose into the air, preparing to descend the mountain and kill Ye Yulin and Zheng Zhan.
Although he and Bibi Dong didn't get along,
she was still the Pope of Spirit Hall, after all.
Qian Daoliu would never allow anyone to threaten Spirit Hall's position!
At that very moment,
a projection suddenly appeared in the sky.
A middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back.
"Who dares touch my Sun Moon Sect?!"
Qian Daoliu stopped in shock, uncertainty flickering across his face.
The projection had appeared in the sky without the slightest warning. It was utterly bizarre!
Qian Daoliu watched warily. "Who are you?"
"I am Li Xiaoyao, Sect Master of the Sun Moon Sect! I washed my hands of worldly affairs years ago, and I am still on the Sun Moon Continent. But if your Spirit Hall dares touch anyone from my Sun Moon Sect, I will slaughter every last one of you!"
Qian Daoliu's eyes widened.
What?
This man was on another continent, yet he could project his power right to Spirit Hall's doorstep?
What fucking realm was this?!
Qian Daoliu and all the elders halted, fear rising in their hearts.
In the distance, Li Chen grinned.
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