Zhao Wuji and Flender exchanged glances, their expressions shifting before both fixing their gaze on Dai Mubai. Were they exclusively engaging in high-stakes battles, disregarding those without the backing of a Titled Douluo?
Behind Tang San was Tang Hao, known as Clear Sky Douluo.
It was rumoured that he had killed the previous pope.
Moreover, Tang Hao was from the Clear Sky Sect, the number one sect in the world.
Behind Ning Rongrong were Chen Xin and Gu Rong. Both of them had the titled Douluo above the ninety-fifth level, and the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was there as well.
They didn't know the forces of Neuvillette, Focalors, or their Titled Douluo, but they were definitely related to the eight major families in the Soul Battle Arena.
Was the so-called abandoned son, once deemed a good guy, truly so arrogant? When avoiding trouble, he appeared moderate, but when stirring up mischief, did he transform into nothing more than a fool?
"Flander, I have a bold idea!"
Zhao Wuji crossed his arms, looked at Dai Mubai, then looked at Flander and said with a serious expression.
Flander understood him, but just as he was about to agree, he looked at Dai Mubai again. After all, this boy had been with Shrek for three years. Wasn't that a good thing?
Thinking about it, Flanders shook his head and said, "Mubai is our student after all. It was my failure to teach him well that caused him to make mistakes."
"If I'm wrong, it's my problem."
"Let's not fire him. After he wakes up, we can have a good talk with him."
Li Yusong and the others realised that Flander and Zhao Wuji were planning to fire Dai Mubai, the troublemaker!
In the end, Flander gave up the idea because of their three-year relationship.
"That's right. Although Little Bai likes to cause trouble, he is still a good person. It would be a shame to dismiss him like that."
"I hope he graduates soon."
Zhao Wuji shook his head and said.
Dai Mubai, who was in a coma, didn't know that his two deans had almost fired him!
Could you blame Dai Mubai for making trouble?
Except for the last time, he was not wrong at all.
No, was it wrong to pursue beauty?
It was human nature to pursue beautiful things.
He just chose the wrong one.
This girl and her summoned beast were nothing but devils!
Over in the dormitory, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were sitting across from each other, talking about something.
"Little San, practice hard and one day you will reach the realm of Titled Douluo."
"The one who cut off Flander's arm today was a Titled Douluo. His title is Sword. Sword Douluo Chen Xin is the supreme elder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the second sect in the world."
"When you reach the level of Titled Douluo, Chen Xin will never be your opponent."
Upon hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in the autistic Tang San's eyes and he asked doubtfully, "Teacher, you always say that I will be very powerful after reaching the Titled Douluo level, but my martial spirit is only Blue Silver Grass..."
"Today, even if I use all my strength and the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, I am still no match for this Soul Elder. I..."
The soul master was referring to Neuvillette.
Tang San thought he was being attacked by surprise, but the other party had the ability to attack him by surprise!
If it wasn't for the land by the water, if it wasn't for Neuvillette's sneak attack, his strength should be about the same as Neuvillette's, right?
Maybe he could still win.
It was too bad that Neuvillette didn't follow martial ethics and stole two of his Tang Sect's special skills. That was a sure way to courting death.
After hearing this, Yu Xiaogang nodded calmly, then stood up, put his hands behind his back, turned his back on Tang San, and said, "Little San, do you know the meaning of twin martial spirits?
Seeing Yu Xiaogang standing up, how could Tang San, who "respected his master and respected his teachings", remain seated?
He also stood up and stood behind Yu Xiaogang, respectfully saying, "Teacher, please give me some advice!"
"The Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit is indeed a useless martial spirit. Even if I use all of my life's knowledge to help you make up for it, it will be hard for you to become a top existence at the same level."
Yu Xiaogang said this without blushing or feeling guilty.
As he said this, he paused and looked back at Tang San.
"My current position is solely thanks to you teacher; without you, I, Tang San, wouldn't have reached this point!"
Certainly, without Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, who adhered to regular practice and acquired spirit rings from plant spirit beasts, might have triggered his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline much earlier.
The blue silver grass grows endlessly, and its healing powers have not been developed. Instead, it is simply wrapped in silver.
With the Clear Sky Hammer Spirit around, does Blue Silver Grass need to attack?
The only thing Tang San lacked was a tool.
"Little San, have you ever thought of adding nine soul rings that are over 50,000 years old to your second martial soul after you become a titled Douluo?"
Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes lit up and he "suddenly realised"!
Is that so?
Titled Douluo can only have two soul rings surpassing fifty thousand years, the eighth and ninth. There's speculation that the eighth might not meet this requirement. If Tang San were to obtain nine fifty-thousand-year-old soul rings for his second soul, wouldn't he will become nearly invincible.
What about Neuvillette and what about Chenxin? They are not worth mentioning at all!
"Little San, you don't need to worry anymore."
"With the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit, as well as your self-created soul abilities and hidden weapons, you should be able to overcome the difficulties in the early stages."
"I will try his best to make your Blue Silver Grass martial spirit more powerful."
After Yu Xiaogang said this, Tang San gently knelt on the ground and said with gratitude and detachment, "Thank you, teacher! Without your guidance, I don't know how long I would have been addicted to failure."
"Child, don't kneel all the time. How can you do that when you have gold under your knees?"
Yu Xiaogang helped Tang San up with a smile on his face and said it without any anger.
He was still a bit happy in his heart. This was the son of his idol, and he was also an incomparable genius. Look how obedient he is!
Good disciple!
"By the way, what did you say about failure? With whom did you fight and then lose?"
Yu Xiaogang frowned, not because Tang San had lost, but because someone could actually defeat Tang San!
He roughly knew Tang San's strength, aided by those strange self-created soul abilities, as well as the contents of the hidden weapons and the blue silver grass.
If there were no limitations, it would be almost impossible for any of the soul masters to be Tang San's opponent in a one-on-one situation!
This was Yu Xiaogang's confirmation of Tang San's strength, and Tang San did not disappoint him.
"It's a Referee from the Soul Fighting Arena. His name is Neuvillette."
"What? That Neuvillette!"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned and unconsciously exclaimed.
You know, Dai Mubai's current injury is related to Neuvillette!
Even though it was not his hand.
"The teacher also knows about Neuvillette?"
"It's not very clear. But know some."
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