Tang San's heart was filled with utter despair, his face pale.
"No, impossible! Why are your hidden weapons so powerful?" Tang San rasped, trembling all over as he spoke in furious rage.
Hidden weapons should never have existed in this world. How could Xu Ran know about them? Had Xu Ran secretly learned them from him at some point?
Perhaps Xu Ran had taken his hidden weapons and figured out a few things himself... Although he hated Xu Ran, he had to acknowledge his talent. Xu Ran was simply heaven-defying; his Twin Martial Souls weren't worth a damn before him. So, did that mean Xu Ran had secretly learned from him?
"Fuck, Xu Ran, did you steal my hidden weapon techniques? How else could you know how to make hidden weapons?" Tang San's eyes turned blood-red. He remembered that when Xu Ran had taken Xiao Wu away, he had also seized the hidden weapons Tang San carried. With his extraordinary talent, Xu Ran must have gleaned something incredible from them.
"Tang San, you're a thief crying thief! Your hidden weapons can't even compare to Xu Ran's, yet you claim he stole your techniques? Are you even worthy?" Ning Rongrong glared at Tang San angrily. Holding the bouquet Xu Ran had given her in her delicate hand, she ran straight up to Tang San and kicked him hard several times.
Xu Ran was utterly perfect in her eyes. She would not allow anyone to speak ill of him, much less a shameless fellow like Tang San. It had just been proven that he had stolen Xu Ran's hidden weapon techniques, yet Tang San still dared to spout such outrageous nonsense.
"Aah!"
Tang San was already covered in wounds and drenched in blood. Ning Rongrong's kicks hurt so badly that he kept