Walked In to See Oscar Flicking Tang San's

"His dad came looking for trouble with us. Shouldn't we take it out on Tang San?" Feng Yang said.

"Ah?"

Xiao Wu froze.

She was utterly stunned.

"That Title Douluo just now was actually Tang San's father?"

"Yep!"

"No wonder. He looked at you with so much hatred too." Xiao Wu seemed to have figured it out.

After all,

Tang San's Third Soul Ring

had been caused by Xiao Wu doing that kind of thing for Feng Yang.

If anyone was going to hate someone, shouldn't he hate this adulterous pair together?

"Hahaha."

Feng Yang laughed out loud.

He did not care in the slightest.

"But if we go take it out on Tang San, we can't beat his father," Xiao Wu said.

"Are you stupid? We'll run after we're done beating him," Feng Yang said.

"..."

Xiao Wu instantly understood.

No matter how powerful Tang Hao was, he would not be able to catch up to Feng Yang's Flight Soul Skill.

And that speed was practically unbelievable!

All of a sudden, she felt that her master was truly shameless—he would beat someone up and then run away.

"We're here."

In the blink of an eye,

they arrived above Shrek Academy.

Tang San was in his room.

He was currently plotting away.

Father should have reached the Soul Fighting Arena by now, right? He must have already made his move! Hehehe.

Tang San could not help feeling delighted.

At the thought of Xiao Wu returning to his side tonight, he directly laughed out loud.

"Xiao Wu, tonight I'm going to fuck you to death!"

"..."

Boom!

The door was suddenly blasted open.

Tang San jumped in fright.

"You disgusting, vulgar, shameless, filthy bastard! You don't have a chance anymore!" Xiao Wu shouted furiously.

"..."

Tang San's eyes widened abruptly.

The instant he saw Xiao Wu, he was overjoyed at first.

But when he saw her cursing at him like that, he assumed she had been captured by his father and was angry about it.

He never expected

Feng Yang to be standing behind Xiao Wu.

Boom!

Tang San felt as though his whole body had split apart!

Especially when he saw the smile on Feng Yang's face.

"You!"

"Your father dared to come looking for trouble with us, so naturally we had to come find trouble with you." Feng Yang smiled.

"..."

Knowing that Feng Yang was already level sixty,

Tang San went straight for the kill.

He concealed Hidden Weapons behind his back.

As he watched Xiao Wu approach,

Feng Yang grabbed Xiao Wu by the shoulder.

The next second,

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Tang San hurled multiple Hidden Weapons at them in rapid succession.

Having long known that Xiao Sanzi would pull something like this, Feng Yang raised a Blue Flame.

In an instant,

every Hidden Weapon that came close melted into powder.

"You little bastard, Xiao Sanzi!"

Xiao Wu leaped lightly in fury.

Bang!

She delivered a flying kick.

It slammed heavily into Tang San's chest.

Tang San cried out in pain and had just tried to get back up

when Xiao Wu kicked him again, sending him rolling across the ground.

The pain made Tang San curse his mother.

"You! My father is a Title Douluo! When he comes back, you're all finished!" Tang San threatened.

"Then I'll finish you off first!"

Xiao Wu hauled him up from the ground.

She grabbed his collar with one hand and swung the other at him.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

A barrage of slaps rained down on him.

In an instant, his face was swollen and bruised.

Finding an opening, Tang San jumped straight out the window.

But Xiao Wu, as a half-agility attack-type soul master, seemed even more nimble than Tang San.

Like a little rabbit, she chased after him.

Then she stepped on his back.

Bang!

Another kick.

Tang San screamed in pain.

Oscar came out after hearing the commotion.

"Tang San! What happened?"

As a result,

the moment he showed himself, he saw Xiao Wu beating Tang San.

He immediately panicked.

He turned around and shouted,

"Xiao Wu is beating Tang San—"

Feng Yang suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What are you yelling for?"

Oscar could not help choking up.

"F-Feng Yang. T-Teacher..."

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

This time, Xiao Wu truly beat Tang San into a pig-headed mess.

He lay sprawled on the ground without moving, aching so badly all over that he could not move.

"Huff..." Xiao Wu panted heavily. "That really wore me out."

Oscar: "..."

This time, she had finally beaten him to her heart's content.

"Tang San, your dad, Tang Hao, is really slow. We've been beating you for ages, and he still hasn't come back," Feng Yang said.

"..."

Tang San was quite stubborn.

He faced Feng Yang with his swollen, bruised face.

"You... have... chosen... the... path... to... death!"

He forced out each word with difficulty.

"Oh?"

That made Feng Yang laugh.

He glanced at Oscar beside him.

Then he grabbed Oscar by the collar.

Oscar hurriedly raised both hands.

"Teacher Feng Yang, don't hit me! I'm begging you!"

"I won't hit you if you do as I say," Feng Yang said.

"Tell me."

"Go take off Tang San's pants," Feng Yang said.

"Ah?"

Oscar froze.

Xiao Wu froze as well.

"I don't want to say it a second time." Feng Yang continued applying pressure.

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll go right away."

With no other choice,

Oscar walked over to Tang San.

"Xiao San, bear with it. The dean and the teachers are all out. I don't have a choice either."

Actually,

Master Yu Xiaogang was there.

But when he saw it was Feng Yang, he immediately hid.

After all, Feng Yang leaving Shrek had been directly related to him.

Now that Feng Yang had returned and was beating Tang San up, if Feng Yang saw Master Yu Xiaogang, would he not drag him over and beat him up too?

Oscar pulled Tang San's pants down.

"It's really dirty and smelly."

A disgusted expression appeared on Xiao Wu's pretty face.

She immediately turned around and buried her little face in Feng Yang's chest.

That scene

made Tang San's blood surge.

The pain in his heart was like countless needles piercing him, completely surpassing the pain in his body.

"Pfft—"

He spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"..."

"T-Teacher Feng Yang, it's done," Oscar reported.

"Squat down and flick Tang San's."

Pfft—

Xiao Wu suddenly wanted to laugh for no reason.

"Ah?!"

Oscar froze.

"Hurry up! I don't want to say it a second time," Feng Yang said.

Under the pressure,

Oscar had no choice but to squat down again.

"Xiao San, bear with it. This shouldn't hurt."

"Ah!" Tang San cried out in pain.

"Hahaha."

Although Xiao Wu did not see it, the moment she heard Tang San's scream, she could not help laughing.

Oscar himself was so caught up in it that he almost laughed.

Master Yu Xiaogang, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun, hiding in the shadows, directly snickered.

They really couldn't hold it in.

As Tang Hao slowly entered Shrek,

the sight before him

left him completely dumbfounded!

What was he seeing?

Oscar was flicking marbles at Tang San?

It was simply humiliating beyond measure!

And that feeling immediately extended to him as Tang San's father.

Humiliated and hateful, he turned his gaze toward them.

Feng Yang!

Xiao Wu!

In an instant, his aura became grand and imposing, brimming with killing intent!

It made everyone nearby tremble in fear.

Xiao Wu's face had also turned ashen, somewhat affected by it.

Yet Feng Yang remained as calm as ever.

"Big Hammer, you finally came! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"