"Haha, his little brother got burned!"
"You're having quite the laugh. Is this Tang San player here for entertainment, courtesy of the Soul Fighting Arena?"
"Contestant Tang San can only deliver a performance like this once in his life. It's truly splendid, absolutely wonderful!"
The audience was crazy with joy. Most of the audience here were girls, and they came for Neuvillette.
Some blushed and covered their eyes, but the gap between the fingers was a bit wide, revealing the beautiful and charming big eyes.
"Ma Hongjun!"
Tang San roared angrily, looking at Ma Hongjun with eyes filled with killing intent.
"What's wrong?"
Ma Hongjun was stunned and a little confused. He wanted to laugh but couldn't, feeling uncomfortable.
'Wasn't Tang San too miserable?'
He was originally planning to settle old and new scores with Tang San, but he never expected that he would actually cut off his descendants.
'This could be considered revenge, right?'
He had kindly reminded Tang San before, but who knew that he was not only ungrateful, but he also told Neuvillette that he was interfering with Tang San?
'Serves him right!'
"What are you still doing? Put the fire out."
Tang San yelled angrily, then lowered his head and took a look.
'Maybe it wasn't that much damage. No, it was burned!'
"Oh oh..."
After hearing this, Ma Hongjun "suddenly realised" and walked slowly to Tang San's side and withdrew the evil fire. Of course, he was watching Tang San's reaction at any time, fearing that Tang San would suddenly get angry and give him a blow.
A villain like Tang San would very likely be able to do this kind of thing, so he had to guard against it.
Tang San wanted to kill Ma Hongjun at this moment, but his reason told him not to do so. This damn fat man was the disciple of a powerful soul saint. If he died, he would definitely be hunted down by Flanders.
At this time, he was not qualified to challenge the powerful Soul Saint.
The clenched fists were slowly released, and the anger and severe pain made Tang San's vision darken, and he fainted on the ring.
The severe pain caused Tang San to secrete adrenaline, paralysing his brain and telling him that it didn't hurt, so he could persist until now.
After the source of the disaster was eliminated, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little. His brain's self-protection made him faint.
Ma Hongjun was stunned. Only he and Tang San came to Suotou City Soul Fighting Arena tonight. Originally, he was not planning to go back tonight and was going to spend some money. But Tang San was like this, and it was only the two of them.
'Do I have to go back? Send Tang San back?'
After thinking for a while, Ma Hongjun walked to Tang San, helped Tang San up, then nodded to Neuvillette, and then walked under the ring.
He wouldn't go there tonight so that will save him some money.
"This Ma Hongjun is quite interesting."
Neuvillette nodded calmly as a response and then prepared for the next arena match.
Just as he had guessed, the increased energy in the duel between Tang San and Ma Hongjun directly raised his "soul power" level from the peak of level 63 to level 64.
T'his speed was really fast!'
If the protagonist group had eight or ten duels every day, his "soul power" level will take off.
"That's it, people are content...well~ dragons too."
Neuvillette thought to himself.
Looking at the backs of Ma Hongjun and Tang San, the corners of Neuvillette's mouth slightly rose, but he did not laugh out loud due to his professionalism.
This wave was purely accidental.
Time passed, and when Ma Hongjun and Tang San returned to Shrek Academy, all the teachers and students of Shrek Academy were shocked.
Tang San was lying next to the bed where Dai Mubai was recovering from his injuries. At this time, Dai Mubai was stunned. He was seriously injured, and he almost laughed himself to death.
As a "scumbag," even when he was beaten up by girls, he did not become like Tang San. At least his little Dai was still there and was not injured.
But with Tang San's current appearance, it should be burned, right?
"Haha...cough-poof..."
Even when he spit out a mouthful of blood again, Dai Mubai didn't stop laughing.
"Yes, serves you right. Tang San, what you got today."
"God bless!"
"Fat man, excellent work!"
"No, Ma Hongjun, you're my boss now!"
"Boss Ma, fantastic job!"
Dai Mubai was bewildered. Yesterday, Tang San approached him, questioning why he sustained serious injuries while defeating Xiao Wu. However, Tang San steadfastly insisted that it was his own fault.
He never expected that Ma Hongjun would take revenge on him today.
'This Tang San really deserved it!',
"Dean, why are you sweating again?"
Oscar looked at Flanders in confusion, wondering why a master like Flanders was sweating like rain.
After Ma Hongjun came back, he explained the situation to everyone. Tang San's incident was a complete accident.
While others remained unaware of Tang San's identity, Flanders was in the know.
'My disciple actually made Tang Hao cut off his descendants???'
Just thinking of Clear Sky Douluo's anger made Flanders felt chills on his back and break out in a cold sweat.
Although this was an accident, a strong person would not care whether it was an accident or not.
Such hatred was as high as the sky and deeper than the sea.
Flanders swallowed; Ning Rongrong's matter had not been settled yet, and now he had offended another titled Douluo.
He wanted to die.
"How about running away with Hongjun? We can't stay in Soutuo City any longer."
This thought flashed through Flanders' mind, and he shook his head again, running away.
How could he run away? If the other party really wanted to find him, it wouldn't be a matter of minutes.
Those were the first sect in the world and the second sect in the world.
"Tomorrow or the accident will always come first. I have lived enough of this life, but Hongjun is still young. What should I do?"
Looking at Ma Hongjun, who was a little embarrassed and still explaining to Dai Mubai that it was an accident, Flanders was worried, but he had no idea what to do.
He checked Tang San's injuries and found that there was no way to save him. In Shao Xin's words, he could only cut...
The only option left was for Oscar's master, Shao Xin, to intervene. After all, without proper treatment, Tang San's life hung in the balance.
The distinction between alive and dead was more than a mere concept.
Such a thing happened, and Tang Hao hadn't come out yet, which meant that Tang Hao was not paying attention to Tang San now. This kind of thing was difficult to talk about. Even if Tang San recovered from his injury, would he have the nerve to say so?
This was an opportunity for Flanders, Ma Hongjun, and all Shrek teachers and students.
As long as Tang San didn't say anything and the others kept silent, Tang Hao shouldn't be able to notice Tang San's changes in a short time.
"It's just one more day to live. My little Shrek Academy is really in trouble."
Flanders shook his head and thought to himself.
"Borther San, Brother San, he..."
"Should I call me the Borther San or the Sister San from now on?".