Mutual Suspicions

"Why did you call it a Hidden Weapon?"

Tang San stared intently at Wang Feng and asked in a low voice.

"Because I feel like it. What's it to you?" Wang Feng withdrew his Martial Soul and Soul Ring and tossed the silver needle in his hand to Tang San. "See you at the team assessment in three days. I hope you won't disappoint me then! Tang San, only an opponent like you can keep pushing me to grow stronger!"

With that, Wang Feng jumped straight off the arena and strode out with his chest puffed up amid the crowd's cheers, his showboating face on full display.

"Senior Brother, you were amazing! What was the name of the Soul Skill you just used? How come I didn't see it do anything?" Hu Liena chattered nonstop as she followed Wang Feng.

But Wang Feng acted as though he hadn't heard her and instead quickened his pace toward the exit. Hu Liena stamped her feet in anger, but she couldn't very well start shouting.

After leaving the arena, Wang Feng slowed down, but he looked completely absent-minded and ignored everything Hu Liena asked.

A major question was troubling him at that moment: Tang San's Hidden Weapon.

From what Tang San had said, he could be certain that Hidden Weapons didn't exist on Douluo Continent and that no one knew about them.

To be sure, Wang Feng looked back at Qian Renxue and asked, "Have you ever heard of Hidden Weapons?"

"Hidden Weapons? What are those?" Qian Renxue frowned and shook her head, thoroughly puzzled.

"Never mind. If you haven't heard of them, forget it."

Wang Feng smiled and turned back around. Now he could be completely sure.

Qian Renxue was Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden, after all. The information she had been exposed to since childhood covered almost all of Douluo Continent. If something like Hidden Weapons really existed, she would definitely have heard of them.

In other words, Hidden Weapons simply didn't exist on Douluo Continent.

Then how had Tang San come to possess them?

Could he be... a transmigrator too?

Wang Feng suddenly stopped in his tracks, his pupils widening sharply. His eyes darted about, and his breathing grew somewhat strained.

That's very possible. If it's true, could Tang San have other means I don't know about? Like... a system?

No, I have to keep my distance from this guy. I have to get stronger as soon as possible. I absolutely have to get stronger before he grows up.

Wang Feng suddenly realized how serious the problem was. If Tang San really had something special, then he had to grow stronger as soon as possible, or his life would be in danger.

"What's wrong with Senior Brother? It's like there's something wrong with his head!"

Hu Liena watched Wang Feng hurry off toward the dormitory again, then looked at Qian Renxue in bewilderment.

Qian Renxue glared at Wang Feng and turned toward the dormitory. Hu Liena followed helplessly.

Inside the arena, the students continued to leave, but Tang San was still standing on arena number one in a daze.

It wasn't because he had lost to Wang Feng, but because of the words "Hidden Weapon."

He was certain that the people of Douluo Continent couldn't possibly know of Hidden Weapons. Even if they had seen his, they shouldn't have been able to call them by that name.

But why had the words "Hidden Weapon" come straight out of Wang Feng's mouth?

A storm of towering waves rose in Tang San's heart, because he had thought of a terrifying possibility.

Could Wang Feng be like me, someone who came from my world?

Impossible. That's absolutely impossible!

Tang San shook his head sharply, immediately rejecting the thought.

"Brother, what are you thinking about? It's all right. A loss is just a loss. Wang Feng's Soul Ring is a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, after all. You forced him to use it, so you've actually already won."

Xiao Wu walked over to Tang San and comforted him softly.

Tang San abruptly came back to his senses. He looked at Xiao Wu and nodded slightly. "I'm fine. I just suddenly remembered how, back in Holy Soul Village, you couldn't tell this guy was this strong at all. I never expected him to change so much after leaving Holy Soul Village."

"People always change, Little San. You have to look ahead."

Dai Mubai walked over and patted Tang San on the shoulder.

"Mm." Tang San smiled and nodded. He glanced at the others and asked, "Where's Teacher?"

"The dean said he had something to take care of. He told us to go back first and find him tonight."

"Oh! Then let's go back!"

In the dean's office, Yu Xiaogang stood by the window, his brows tightly furrowed. Four middle-aged men stood behind him. They were all elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and each held a position at the Holy Academy.

After a long silence, one of them said, "Dean, I never expected Wang Feng to possess a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. We must report this to the clan leader!"

Yu Xiaogang had originally left their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, so they had no need to seek him out to discuss the matter. But the last time Yu Yuanzhen had come, he had made it clear that from then on, they were to assist Yu Xiaogang at the Holy Academy and go to him first whenever anything happened.

To be honest, even though Yu Xiaogang was now the dean of the Holy Academy, they still looked down on him.

But because of the clan leader, they had no choice but to come to him.

Yu Xiaogang turned to the four men and said, "The clan leader already knows about this."

"What? The clan leader knows?"

"Dean, we... we only just learned of this ourselves. How did the clan leader find out so quickly?"

The four men frowned and stared at Yu Xiaogang suspiciously. They didn't believe him.

"The clan leader has known about this for a long time. If you want to report it, you can naturally do so again, but there's little point."

"Well..."

The four fell silent. Since Yu Xiaogang was letting them report it, perhaps the clan leader really did know.

After hesitating for a moment, the four thought of the task the clan leader had given them before leaving and decided that Yu Xiaogang probably wasn't lying to them.

Otherwise, why would the clan leader have told them to find a way to locate Wang Feng and look for a chance to kill him?

A Soul Grandmaster above level twenty posed not the slightest threat to them. But now that Wang Feng's First Soul Ring was a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, things were different.

"Dean, since the clan leader already knows, and Wang Feng has returned, shouldn't we find a way to get rid of him? Otherwise, with his talent, once he grows stronger, he'll inevitably affect our clan's control over the Holy Academy!"

"That's right! This boy cannot be allowed to live. With his talent, becoming a Titled Douluo is bound to be easy. If he lives, Spirit Hall's strength will increase yet again, and that won't be good for our clan."

"This boy must die! He's already killed two of our clan's disciples. If we continue to do nothing, won't others think anyone can bully our clan?"

"Exactly! We have to act as soon as possible!"

The four were filled with righteous indignation, making no attempt to hide the killing intent in their eyes.

Yu Xiaogang frowned and said with some exasperation, "The boy has to die, but he can't die here, and we certainly can't let anyone know our clan did it!"

"Dean, Spirit Hall has Titled Douluo, but doesn't our clan have them too? What exactly are you afraid of? If we miss this chance and Spirit Hall takes the boy back, it'll be even harder for us to kill him."

"That's right!"

"I know, but you must understand: with his talent, Spirit Hall will surely place immense importance on him. Besides, Bibi Dong has already made him the Holy Son, the heir to the next Pope. If he dies at our clan's hands, do you think Spirit Hall will let it go because they're wary of our clan?"

"Well..."

The four men's expressions changed slightly. That was indeed a problem.

"Then what do you suggest, Dean? Are we just going to leave him alone?"

"Of course we have to deal with him, but not now. Tell all the clan's disciples to rein themselves in when they run into Wang Feng. We'll wait until he reaches level thirty and goes to obtain a Soul Ring."

"Dean, you mean we should strike while he's obtaining his Soul Ring?"

"That's right. It's our only chance. Only this way can we keep our clan from getting caught up in it."

"Hahahaha, good! Then we'll do as the dean says!"

The four men laughed, all fully agreeing with Yu Xiaogang's suggestion.