The Dragon Whisker Needle Shows Its Might!

"Could this actually be real?"

Flender drew in a sharp breath.

"True or false, real or fake, we can just ask old Yang after he finishes his meditation, can't we?"

"I have a feeling that the soul skill he wields this time will definitely be even stronger than the one that pinned that tens-of-thousands-level Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King in place with a single glance."

Dai Mubai gazed intently at Yang Jian.

Because he did not know of the existence of the Eye Technique, he simply mistook Yang Jian's Eye Technique for some unknown soul skill.

"That's true as well, so let's wait a moment first."

"Anyway, there's no rush right now; little Ao's soul ring hasn't finished absorbing either."

Flender nodded.

"Dean, look, quick!"

Ma Hongjun the fatty suddenly pointed at Yang Jian and shouted.

"Is this... a soul bone?"

"Could big brother want to fuse this sixty-thousand-year head soul bone all at once right now?"

"Brother Yang, wouldn't that be pushing it way too far?"

"..."

"Heh, biting off more than he can chew!"

Just as everyone was chattering in astonishment and discussion, Yu Xiaogang, who had remained silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up once again.

As soon as those sarcastic words came out, even Flender furrowed his brows slightly, let alone the others from Shrek Academy.

"Hey! Fart God!"

"What right does a good-for-nothing who broke through to level twenty-nine at fifty years old have to talk about my big brother?!"

Ning Rongrong directly learned from Yang Jian's words to snap back at Yu Xiaogang.

"You!"

Yu Xiaogang was so enraged that he gnashed his teeth. After a long while, knowing he couldn't win a war of words, he let it drop and instead said, "Even though I don't know what he was doing just now when he suddenly went into meditation, he was definitely engaging in something like digesting soul power."

"Have any of you ever seen anyone who could manage to digest soul power on one side while being distracted and absorbing a soul bone on the other?"

"This is no longer a matter of strength being strong or weak; the aspects this involves-how could they possibly be explained in just a couple of sentences?"

"Flender, you'd better guard him properly, lest tragedy strike from excessive joy when the time comes."

With that said.

This time, Yu Xiaogang actually didn't say anything more.

He just stared coldly at Yang Jian like that, not uttering a single word.

As if he was afraid of being caught in some handle.

He had finally learned to behave himself.

"Hey! Fart God!"

"I advise you to just save it. You really talk so much, and you always jump out every single time, yet not once have you ever been right."

"If I were you, I wouldn't even know what depths of shame to feel, yet you still dare to jump out."

"Don't forget, you made a bet with my big brother earlier, and you already lost. When the time comes, don't forget to confess to everyone that your Martial Soul Theory is plagiarized!"

At this point, Ning Rongrong brought it up.

Seeing the veins already twitching on Yu Xiaogang's face, she added with even more amusement, "You had better not think about reneging on the debt. Of course, it doesn't matter even if you do want to renege; I'll just broadcast the wager between the two of you."

"Let's see how you explain it then."

"You! Ning Rongrong!!"

Struck in his sore spot by Ning Rongrong and not knowing how to retort, Yu Xiaogang suffered blocked breathing for a moment and actually fainted dead away instead.

"Teacher, Teacher!"

Tang San hurriedly reached out to check his breathing.

At the same time.

Ning Rongrong immediately took out the Godly Zhuge Crossbow Yang Jian had given her and fired it straight at Tang San.

As the saying goes, strike first to gain the upper hand.

She was no longer going to stand foolishly in place like before, waiting for Tang San to launch a sneak attack.

"Ah?!"

Flender's heart instantly leaped in shock.

"Rongrong, you!!"

Zhao Wuji noticed it as well.

"Little San, watch out!!!"

Seeing this, Xiao Wu immediately shoved Tang San away.

However.

Tang San, who had been holding Yu Xiaogang in his arms just a moment ago, suddenly executed Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and Mysterious Jade Hand.

Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, he caught every single one of the sixteen poison-laced Iron Essence Crossbow Bolts fired simultaneously by the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.

Not a single one was missed.

"What is going on?!"

Ma Hongjun stared in a daze.

"How does he also know such rapid movement arts, and these crossbow bolts-how did he catch them?"

Although Dai Mubai remained outwardly calm and said nothing, the shock in his heart was no less than Ma Hongjun's.

"Yang Jian!"

"This bastard tricked me again!"

"Didn't you agree that anyone below Soul Ancestor would be instantly killed?!"

Just as everyone was stunned, Ning Rongrong acted completely out of character and spoke with extreme vexation.

"You're courting death!"

"You have already chosen a path to your own demise!!"

Tang San finished speaking.

He raised his arm, and the Silent Sleeve Arrow instantly fired!

It went straight for Ning Rongrong's neck.

"Tang San!"

"What are you doing again?!"

This time, Zhao Zuji had been watching the entire process.

Naturally spotting the petty trick on Tang San's hand, he immediately moved and blocked in front of Ning Rongrong.

Yet.

Just as Zhao Wuji intercepted the arrow launched by the Silent Sleeve Arrow, he saw the corners of Tang San's mouth curl into a sinister smile.

"Not good!"

Standing to the side and originally intending not to intervene, Flender suddenly realized something. He instantly unleashed a soul skill, and in the blink of an eye, arrived at Ning Rongrong's right side.

Then a muffled sound of pfft rang out.

Flender only felt as though something had appeared in his chest.

He felt the Soul Power inside his body instantly throw into disarray, and the bone-deep, stabbing numbness made him draw in a sharp breath.

Yet he did not dare to rashly mobilize his Soul Power, fearing that this object would surge through his meridians into his entire body due to the turbulent Soul Power, bringing unnecessary risks.

"Dean?!"

"Dean?!!"

Almost everyone noticed the expression of pain on Flender's face.

Moreover, they were exceptionally clear that this was Tang San's doing.

Consequently, everyone burned with anger.

Especially Ma Hongjun, whose twenty-ninth-rank Soul Power immediately erupted as he shouted, "Tang San! How dare you disrespect my teacher, I'll-"

"Enough!"

Before Ma Hongjun could finish, Flender let out an angry reprimand, "Haven't you caused enough trouble?!"

"But, Teacher..."

"I said enough!"

Flender rebuked once more.

Seeing that Flender seemed genuinely angry, the others finally halted their urge to deal with Tang San.

They merely stared at Tang San with simmering fury.

If looks could kill, Tang San would have died a countless number of times already.

"Little San, what are you doing?!"

Yu Xiaogang also shouted angrily at this moment, "Hurry up and apologize to Dean Flender, and retrieve your thing from Dean Flender's body!"

"Yes, Teacher."

Although Tang San was scolded by Yu Xiaogang, after all these years of companionship, he could sense that Yu Xiaogang's joy at this moment far outweighed his anger.

As a disciple, he felt that being able to make his teacher happy was enough.

Therefore.

Tang San immediately walked up to Flender and said very respectfully, "I'm sorry, Dean Flender. I will extract the Dragon Whisker Needle for you right now."