Tang San Beaten Up by Xiao Wu

The two of them fought as if their eyes had turned red.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

They traded punches and kicks.

They seemed completely unaware of pain, every blow a forceful collision.

Both were level thirty, and both possessed Power Attack System attributes.

Neither side gained any advantage.

Bang—!

Another clash of fists.

The force sent both of them flipping backward.

"Hmph, Tang San, I'm definitely going to beat you into a pig's head today."

Clang~

Their martial souls emerged.

Soul Rings pulsed.

The first: yellow, a hundred years.

The second: yellow, a hundred years.

The third: purple, a Thousand Year.

Once their martial souls were unleashed, their physical capabilities became entirely different.

Seeing this,

Tang San immediately unleashed his martial soul as well.

Clang~

His Soul Rings pulsed.

The first: yellow, a hundred years.

The second: yellow, a hundred years.

The third: white, eight years.

"Ah?!"

"Ah?!"

"Ah?!"

When the eight-year White Soul Ring floated out,

Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and everyone else present were dumbfounded.

"A white Soul Ring?"

"And it's his third ring!"

"Is this some kind of mistake?"

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"Pfft~"

Ning Rongrong could not help covering her mouth and laughing.

"A White Soul Ring means a Soul Ring Year of less than ten years, right? How did he even manage that?"

Even Zhu Zhuqing found it hard to hold back.

Master Yu Xiaogang had originally wanted to show himself, but upon seeing Tang San's White Soul Ring, he no longer dared to appear.

Although Flender had not formally introduced him to everyone, nearly all of them knew that Master Yu Xiaogang was Tang San's teacher.

If he went out now, would he not be humiliated to death?

What kind of teacher was he?

An eight-year Soul Ring had actually appeared?

It was far too damaging to his reputation.

Otherwise, seeing that Feng Yang was still young and should be easy to fool, Master Yu Xiaogang would not have been so eager to take him as a disciple.

"Hahaha, this is killing me! An eight-year Soul Ring!" Xiao Wu pointed at him and laughed.

At that moment!

Tang San's heart ached terribly.

A White Soul Ring was stuck there, unable to spread out at all. Even he could not bear to look at it.

He was furious beyond measure!

"You vicious, slutty bitch! Isn't all of this because of you?"

In his view, Xiao Wu should have felt guilty upon seeing his White Soul Ring. He had not expected her to mock him instead.

Xiao Wu had indeed felt guilty before, but hatred now filled her mind. The more miserable he was, the happier she felt.

And most importantly, Xiao Wu was no saint.

After saying something that disgusting, did he still expect her sympathy?

Should she kneel before him and let him beat her up instead?

"Cut it out! You just couldn't have me, so you lashed out in anger!" Xiao Wu shouted.

Those words struck directly at Tang San's sore spot!

"What?!"

His entire face twisted.

"Ah——!!"

He threw back his head and roared, furious to the extreme.

"First Soul Skill, Bind!"

Blue Silver Vines shot up from beneath Xiao Wu's feet.

Xiao Wu knew Tang San extremely well. Even without being prepared, she knew how to deal with it.

With a nimble flip and leap, she dodged as the Blue Silver Vines chased after her.

After closing the distance to Tang San,

"Third Soul Skill, Teleportation."

She instantly shifted within five meters.

Swish!

Tang San had no time to react. He had still been thinking of using Bind to chase after Xiao Wu and entangle her properly.

Instead, Xiao Wu's pink little foot came crashing down hard.

Tang San, her opponent, had not reacted in time, and neither had anyone else. Teleportation was simply too fast!

Bang!

Her foot hooked beneath Tang San's chin, sending him directly into the air.

"First Soul Skill! Waist Bow!"

Clearly,

Xiao Wu had no intention of showing mercy.

She went straight into a combo attack!

A spinning kick.

Her alluring figure was exceedingly pleasing to the eye.

Bang!

Tang San cried out in pain as she kicked him even higher.

She appeared before him again at the right angle.

Bang!

Another kick.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

Finally,

The pink figure appeared overhead.

She brought down a vicious axe kick on Tang San.

Bang!

The kick bent Tang San's body backward, blood spraying from his mouth.

He fell straight down.

Boom—

He smashed directly into the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

After that barrage, Tang San felt as if every bone in his body had shattered. His face was bruised and swollen; even if Tang Hao came, he might not recognize him. He was swollen like a fat man and in so much pain that he could not open his eyes at all.

"Ah."

"So powerful."

"That was ruthless."

Oscar and Ma Hongjun covered their mouths in shock.

Xiao Wu then landed on the ground.

Looking down at Tang San beneath her feet, she placed one hand on her slender waist and pointed at him with the other.

"Hmph, I told you I'd beat you into a pig's head!"

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Tang San endured the pain. Hatred forced him to open his eyes and glare at Xiao Wu.

"You, you!!"

In the end, his rage attacked his heart. Combined with his severe injuries, he fainted on the spot!

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As the teacher, Feng Yang still had to keep up appearances.

"Oscar, why are you still standing there? Take Tang San back and let him rest properly. Feed him some sausages."

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Flender stood there blankly, completely dumbfounded.

"What's going on?! Why is Xiao San's third Soul Ring a White Soul Ring?!"

Under normal circumstances,

He would definitely have stepped forward to reprimand Xiao Wu for hitting so hard.

But Tang San's third Soul Ring had turned out to be white.

That left him in no mood for anything else.

Master Yu Xiaogang beside him looked despondent.

"Sigh."

What could he say?

He could only recount Tang San's explanation.

Flender was dumbfounded once again.

Was Xiao Wu really that wild?

He instantly grew envious of Feng Yang!

It even made him want to experience it himself.

The entirety of Shrek was discussing Tang San's eight-year White Soul Ring.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun finally understood why Tang San had looked so gloomy after leaving the Star Dou Great Forest, as if he wanted to kill someone.

So this eight-year White Soul Ring was related to Xiao Wu.

Feng Yang was also subjected to Ning Rongrong's questioning.

"Master, was what Tang San said true? Did Xiao Wu really help you eat it?"

Feng Yang looked at her pure, lovely little face.

"You're a girl. Aren't you embarrassed to ask something like that?"

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Only then did Ning Rongrong blush a little and pretend to be embarrassed.

Then she regained her composure.

"Alright, I'm embarrassed now. Can you tell me?"

Feng Yang froze.

"Hahaha."

He was directly amused by how cute she was.

He pinched her little cheek.

"No."

"Why not? Xiao Wu is about the same age as me. She can eat it directly, so why can't I even ask about it?" Ning Rongrong protested.

"What? Do you want to eat it too?" Feng Yang asked.

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This time, Ning Rongrong was genuinely embarrassed.

"Master, you're so bad!"

She turned and ran away.

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Zhu Zhuqing was the only one left standing beside him.

"Still standing there? Don't you need to go study?"

"Master, you're really awful. You actually made Xiao Wu do that kind of thing for you. Pervert."

She tossed out those words.

Then she turned around.

"Hey? Is that any way to speak to your master?" Feng Yang shouted.

"Master is a pervert."

"Stop right there! I'll beat you to death!" Feng Yang said.

Zhu Zhuqing quickened her pace.