Tang San's Defenses Shattered

Tuoba Xi shrugged and calmly walked out from within.

"Saintess, this is only the intermediate version. If you used the Advanced Soul Guidance Hand Cannon, I'm afraid even I might not be able to withstand it."

"What?!"

At those words, everyone felt a chill run through their hearts once more.

It had already reached such a level, yet it was only intermediate. Then the advanced version...

It could injure a Soul Douluo! If such a weapon truly appeared, it would definitely change the entire continent's balance of power!

After all, there were only a little over a hundred Soul Douluos on the entire continent!

Tang San's face turned livid as he watched the scene before him, but he had no choice but to admit that his Tang Sect Hidden Weapons had been utterly defeated before Bing Jiu's soul guidance weapons.

The gap was still far too great. If he wanted to compare with the thing on the ground, then perhaps only top-tier hidden weapons like the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle could match it!

Give him another three years, and he definitely could!

"Saintess."

Ning Fengzhi wiped away his sweat and stepped forward. "I wonder whether Spirit Hall would be willing to sell this weapon externally? For one piece, I'm willing to offer one million Gold Soul Coins!"

One million Gold Soul Coins!

Tang San's eyes reddened when he heard that number. That was money he would have to make two hundred hidden weapons to earn!

Why?!

Ning Fengzhi was clearly so rich, yet he had offered him such a low price! As expected of a sect master—he was practically a beast!

Even so, Tang San hurriedly stepped forward.

"Sect Master Ning, regarding my hidden weapons..."

"I'll still buy them, I'll still buy them. Stop making trouble."

Bone Douluo impatiently pushed him aside. He had no favorable impression of this fawning fellow, so naturally he did not give him a pleasant look.

Seeing Bing Jiu steal all his thunder, Tang San clenched his fists and glared at Bing Jiu with reddened eyes.

Hmph! This woman knew from the beginning that that thing was stronger than my hidden weapons, yet she deliberately led me into competing with her so she could humiliate me!

She's clearly up to no good! Just wait until I get my hands on her someday. Then I'll show her how I'll deal with her!

With that thought, he snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Wait."

Tuoba Xi grabbed him.

Tang San's expression darkened. "What are you doing?"

"Kid, have you forgotten your wager with the Saintess?"

"This..."

Tang San was startled and instinctively covered his Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.

Damn it...

He had never imagined that his Tang Sect Hidden Weapons would lose, so when Bing Jiu made that demand, he had not taken it seriously at all!

This thing was exceedingly precious! It was worth at least one million Gold Soul Coins, and it was the kind of treasure that could not be bought even with money! It could even be called a one-of-a-kind item!

Moreover, all his combat hidden weapons were stored inside it. If he really gave it away, then...

"Teacher, I..."

Tang San could only cast a pleading look toward Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang glanced at Bing Jiu, shook his head, and ignored him.

Flender and the others were the same. No one stood on his side.

Clearly, this time Tang San had not only embarrassed himself, but them as well. Naturally, they would not treat him kindly. After all, in their eyes, monsters could not lose!

"Brother, don't worry."

Xiao Wu, however, was deeply concerned about him. She hugged his arm and mischievously made a face at Bing Jiu.

"Isn't this just a Soul Tool? Once Xiao Wu has money, I'll buy you ten! A hundred! Until then, Brother, you can keep all your things with me."

"Get off!"

Tang San flung Xiao Wu's arm away.

"What use would you have for this thing..."

Before he could say the final words, Tang San suddenly froze.

"Brother, what... what are you saying?"

Xiao Wu looked stunned. She had never expected that the brother who had always cared for her so much would speak harshly to her over a worthless Soul Tool!

Why? How could that Soul Tool be more important than her?!

"I hate you!"

Tears streamed from her eyes. Xiao Wu's face reddened as she stomped her foot, then ran away crying.

"Xiao Wu! It's not like that, listen to me..."

Tang San was about to chase after her, but Tuoba Xi refused to let him go, gripping his arm tightly.

"Give me this thing before you leave."

"You!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and removed his belt. Just as he anxiously prepared to hand it to Bing Jiu, he seemed to think of something and pulled it back.

A scheme rose in his mind!

"Saintess, to be honest, I... I have treasures inside this Soul Tool. If... if you want it, you'll have to give me one million Gold Soul Coins!"

"One million?!"

Tuoba Xi was dumbfounded by Tang San's answer.

What the hell? That pile of junk in the Soul Tool was worth one million Gold Soul Coins?

Why not say there were ten million inside?!

This guy was just trying to swindle money! He dared to make the bet but not own up to it!

He was nothing but a coward!

Tuoba Xi could no longer endure it. His fist, as large as a sandbag, flew straight at Tang San's face.

Tang San was startled and hurriedly curled up in fear.

"That's enough, Tuoba Xi."

Bing Jiu stopped Tuoba Xi and took out a gold card, placing it in Tang San's hand.

"This wager was not my intention, but since the bet has been made, it cannot be changed according to the rules of soul masters. I have three million Gold Soul Coins here. Take them, and consider it..."

"Thank you!"

Before Bing Jiu could finish speaking, Tang San tore off his belt and ran straight after Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu! Your brother was wrong, come back..."

The belt fell to the ground with a clattering rattle.

Flender was shocked, afraid that Bing Jiu might become angry. He hurriedly shouted, "Little San, that was far too disrespectful!"

Bing Jiu looked at the belt that had been casually thrown on the ground, and a chill rose within her heart.

Tuoba Xi clenched his teeth fiercely, his body trembling up and down with rage. "Saintess, this..."

Bing Jiu shook her head and picked up the belt from the ground. "It's fine. Tang San is my friend. He was merely a little anxious."

Hearing this, Flender and the others finally breathed sighs of relief.

"Thank you for your understanding, Saintess. Little San was merely a little hot-tempered. Don't worry, when he returns, I'll definitely beat him!"

Fortunately, Bing Jiu was magnanimous and did not blame Tang San. Otherwise, if such disrespectful behavior were truly pursued, it would be a minor matter if Tang San suffered the consequences—but Shrek Academy could not be ruined.

They were still counting on this group of children to achieve a ranking in the Advanced Soul Master Tournament, restore Shrek Academy's reputation, and then fulfill their dreams. That was what mattered most.

At that moment, they were all immersed in their own calculations. None of them noticed the chill in Bing Jiu's eyes.

It had already accumulated to a degree that made others recoil at the sight of it.

Crown Prince Palace

"This is too much!"

Xue Qinghe slammed his fist onto the table, sharp frost bursting from his eyes.

The room was deathly silent. Even the three Titled Douluos present lowered their heads, scarcely daring to breathe.

"Snake and Spear Douluos! Go deal with him today. Tonight, I want to see that asshole Tang San's head!"

"Yes!"

"Come back. Don't move."

Bing Jiu waved her hand, and the doors of the Crown Prince Palace slammed shut with a bang.

"What are you doing?!"

Xue Qinghe took the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges and slapped it onto the table. "Tang San humiliated you so badly over this thing. How can I possibly endure it?!"

Bing Jiu replied calmly, "Even if you can't endure it, you must."