Tai Tan was thoughtless, but he wasn't truly without a brain.
In Tai Tan's eyes, Su Chen's extraordinary talent was no less impressive than that of his young master, Tang San. If allowed to grow, Su Chen, decisive in killing and skilled at scheming, would surely become the greatest threat to the Clear Sky Sect, the Strength Clan, and the Tang Sect.
Twenty blacksmith shops and a thousand blacksmiths wagered against Su Chen's allegiance alone-it was no bad bargain in Tai Tan's eyes. Besides, Su Chen only had rank-forty soul power. However formidable his physical skills were, he could never withstand the soul power pressure of a mighty Soul Douluo like Tai Tan. This wager was as good as won!
"Su Chen?"
"Su Chen?"
"Su Chen?"
Hu Liena, Zhang Ping, Xie Yue, Yan, Li Kai, Xu Yu, and Bull Demon softly called Su Chen's name. Every gaze converged on him. As they saw it, if Tai Tan showed no mercy, Su Chen could not possibly withstand the pressure of his soul power.
Su Chen was only a two-ring, rank-forty Soul Grandmaster, while Tai Tan was a rank-eighty-six Soul Douluo. The gulf between their ranks was as vast as the sky itself. One stood in the heavens, the other on the earth. There was simply no comparison.
"Old Ghost, are we just going to watch from the shadows?"
"Relax. Su Chen isn't impulsive or reckless. Since he dared to make this wager, victory must already be in his grasp. That hulking Tai Tan is going to fall flat on his face for betting against him."
Thud!
Tai Tan stamped his foot, and his soul power swept toward Su Chen like towering, raging waves.
Boom!
The blast formed by his soul power struck Su Chen, forcing him back only half a