Meng Yiran Wants to Take a Master

"Ah——!!"

In that instant, Tang San felt pain that tore at his heart and lungs, and he could not help letting out a long, agonized scream.

Xiao Wu, who had been knocked off the stage, along with Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others in the audience, were all stunned.

They had sparred with each other before.

When had Zhu Zhuqing gained such strength?

"Isolated and Helpless!?"

"That's the Inscription Feng Yang gave Zhuqing," Dai Mubai said.

"What?"

"Boss Dai, did you see what effect it has?" Ma Hongjun asked.

"As its name suggests, as long as there are no allies within five meters, Zhu Zhuqing can gain the Isolated and Helpless effect, doubling her strength!"

"My god!"

"Her strength doubles?"

"No wonder Tang San was left bloody from a single claw strike."

"So Feng Yang isn't just pretending to be a master?" Ma Hongjun said.

They revealed looks of envy.

Xiao Wu's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

For the first time, she felt that Tang San had been wrong.

Feng Yang really did have what it took.

"Do you still want to continue?" Zhu Zhuqing asked Tang San coldly.

Tang San clutched the back of his hand, shivering from the pain.

I'm already in this much pain. Fight my ass!

Right now, he only wanted to get down quickly and have Oscar make him a sausage to stop the pain and recover as soon as possible.

"I lost."

"Let us congratulate the Seven Treasures Spirit Cat Combination!" the host shouted.

"Holy crap!"

"The Three-Five Combination's winning streak was actually ended!"

"My money!!"

"Xiao San, how are you?"

The moment he came down, Xiao Wu hurriedly asked with concern.

"Sausage! Oscar, give me a sausage, now!" Tang San shouted irrationally.

The stark white bones on the back of his hand were exposed, and with every step, blood spilled all over the ground.

He was terrified that this hand of his would be crippled.

"..."

This was the second time Xiao Wu had seen Tang San looking so lost and dejected.

Both times had come after he went against Feng Yang.

The Recovery Sausage had only just gone down his throat.

Yet its effects were immediate.

It not only eased the pain, but also promoted the healing of his injuries.

"Three-Five Combination, why didn't you lose earlier or later? Why did you have to lose this match? Do you know how much money I lost because of you?"

A burly man shouted angrily at Tang San.

Right after that, the others joined in as well.

"That's right! You made me lose so much money! Don't betray the trust we had in you!"

"Pay up!"

"Pay me back!"

"..."

Those words immediately made Tang San clench his fists, his whole body trembling with rage!

It was simply too humiliating!

Losing the match was one thing, but now people were pointing at his face and demanding compensation. It was beyond ridiculous.

Xiao Wu lowered her head.

It was as though she truly believed that their losing money was the fault of their combination losing the match.

"Get lost!" Dai Mubai snapped back furiously. "You gamblers want something for nothing. If you lose money, you have no one to blame but yourselves!"

Seeing Dai Mubai's imposing manner, the gamblers exchanged glances.

"Pah!"

"What a trash combination!"

After venting once more, they finally turned and left.

"Xiao San." Dai Mubai turned back to comfort him. "Don't mind those people. Those gamblers have warped values. Everything is fine when they win, but once they lose, they start biting at everyone."

"Yeah," Ma Hongjun chimed in. "I ran into the same thing last time. I had to get angry before they would stop. You can't be nice to people like that."

However.

At that moment, Tang San was exactly the same as those gamblers.

He did not blame the gamblers for their complaints in the slightest. Instead, he forced all his pain onto Feng Yang.

"Feng Yang!!" He clenched his fists, gritting his teeth, his face dark. "This is all because of you!!"

Xiao Wu: "..."

"Xiao Wu! Once we enter the Star Dou Great Forest, do you really have a way to kill Feng Yang?" Tang San said darkly.

"..."

Xiao Wu fell silent again.

She had never seen Tang San like this before. Even his features seemed twisted. Just how much did he hate Feng Yang?

After what he had done to her,

she did not even feel as much hatred as he did.

"Probably."

She answered uncertainly.

At first, she had indeed wholeheartedly wanted to ask the Titan Giant Ape for help and leave Feng Yang in the Star Dou Great Forest forever.

But after seeing that Feng Yang was no mere pretender as a master, that thought had weakened by at least half.

Second floor of the Soul Fighting Arena.

"Master!!"

"We won!!"

"We didn't embarrass you!!"

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing came before Feng Yang, looking overjoyed.

"Mm, well done." Feng Yang was pleased as well.

Meng Shu, Chao Tianxiang, and Meng Yiran watched this scene.

"Whimsical Ideas!"

"Isolated and Helpless!"

"Both of his disciples actually have Self-Created Soul Skills!"

"And the effects they displayed are even more astonishing."

"Yiran, you saw it too. This young man looks about your age, yet his abilities are anything but ordinary. Even the girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has become his disciple. I want you to take him as your master too. What do you think?" Meng Shu said.

"..."

Meng Yiran looked somewhat embarrassed.

This thought had appeared in her mind several minutes ago, but she had been worrying over how to bring it up.

"Grandfather, would he even accept me as his disciple?"

Meng Shu's expression turned serious.

"With the reputation of our Peerless Dragon Snake, he should give us some face, at least?"

"That's right, Yiran." Chao Tianxiang took over. "We have to give it a try."

To the three of them, getting to know such an expert brought only benefits and no drawbacks.

All Meng Yiran had to do was call him Master.

"Alright."

Meng Yiran nodded.

"Greetings, young sir!"

When they approached him,

they remained fairly polite.

"I am Meng Shu, and this is my wife, Chao Tianxiang."

"So you are the Peerless Dragon Snake. I have heard of your great names as well," Feng Yang said.

He had heard of them?

This immediately made Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang feel much more at ease.

They had been afraid he had never heard of them. That would have made the following conversation rather troublesome.

"Excellent, excellent. May I ask where you are currently employed, young sir?"

"I am merely an ordinary teacher at Shrek Academy, just making a living. It is not worth mentioning," Feng Yang said with a smile.

"Shrek Academy! Although that academy is rather obscure, its slogan is quite bold: it only accepts monster students. At first, we did not think much of it. Yet after meeting you today, young sir, we finally understand that Shrek Academy is not all talk and no substance," Meng Shu said with a sigh.

If the old couple had thought highly of Shrek Academy from the start, they would have sent their granddaughter there as well.

"Tch." Ning Rongrong spoke disdainfully. "I don't think Shrek is anything special. It's just that my master is more impressive."

"..."

So she's already tearing down the academy's reputation?

That said, putting one down to praise another really did feel great.

Still, how Shrek was had nothing to do with Meng Shu and the other two.

"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce her."

He stepped to the side and began introducing Meng Yiran.

"This is my granddaughter, Meng Yiran. After seeing the outstanding performance of your two disciples just now, she greatly admires you and wishes to take you as her master as well. What do you think?"