Tang San, who thought he had escaped his nightmare, never expected that the other party had arrived and was waiting for him long ago.
The taciturn Zhu Zhuqing looked at Tang San with suspicion. "You're a Soul Master of over level 30, how can you be so afraid? You're such a coward."
Ning Rongrong looked at Tang San with the same disdain, while also glancing at Xiao Wu with a look of sympathy.
"What a coincidence! I never expected to meet you here. What does this mean? We're destined to be together!"
Hao Yun got off the rocking chair, turned around and looked at Tang San, a faint smile on his lips.
"Pfft!"
Xiao Wu couldn't help but laugh out loud. Over the years, she had witnessed firsthand how Tang San was tormented and how excited he was to receive Hao Yun's letter.
Now that the two have met again, she doesn't know how to explain the coincidences that led to this, but why does she find it so funny?
"Xiao Wu!"
Tang San stomped his foot in anger and loudly questioned Hao Yun.
"Did you already know that the master wanted me to come here, which is why you came to be the teacher!"
Hao Yun shrugged, looking indifferent.
"Come on, let me see if you've slacked off in your cultivation these past few months."
Seeing Hao Yun's appearance, Tang San's expression darkened. He touched his belt and said, "Dragon Beard Needles are specifically designed to break through Qi. It seems that even the heavens are on my side. Today, I'll let you taste the power of Dragon Beard Needles!"
"I'll give you four some time to discuss a plan. If you can hurt me, you'll pass the test."
Oscar, standing to the side, looked gloating, and Hao Yun glanced at him.
"Oscar, you seem so excited, why don't you join them?"
Oscar's expression froze instantly, while Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai grinned mischievously.
"What, you two want to join too?"
Hao Yun's words were like a spell that froze the three of them, and they quickly stopped smiling and shook their heads.
"Boss, how dare we? You should test them instead."
Dai Mubai shook his head vigorously. The three of them had been through a lot lately, and going on stage now would just be asking for trouble.
"Go cool off somewhere else! Xiao Ao, light the incense. I think they're almost done preparing."
Seeing that Tang San and the other three had no intention of discussing the matter, Hao Yun decided not to waste any more time. He stretched, walked to the center of the field, and waved to the four of them.
"I won't bully you. You can attack first. Come on."
After listening, Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu, and the two exchanged a look.
"superior!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San activated his martial soul, and three spirit rings appeared on his body: one yellow and two purple.
Standing at the back, Ning Rongrong stared wide-eyed at Tang San's spirit rings in disbelief. How could this be? Why was his second spirit ring a thousand years old?
This thousand-year-old soul ring had a huge impact on everyone, even Dai Mubai and his two companions who were just watching the spectacle were dumbfounded.
"Holy crap! This is what the Great Demon King trained! That's amazing! The second spirit ring is a thousand years old! Boss Dai, have you ever seen a second spirit ring that's a thousand years old?"
Oscar glanced at Hao Yun discreetly, then whispered a question to Dai Mubai beside him.
Dai Mubai shook his head, his eyes becoming complicated. Could the Great Demon King really be that powerful? If he followed him, would he still lose to his brother?
The battle had already begun. Tang San's second spirit ring lit up, and with a flick of his hand, a large net covered Hao Yun, who was standing still.
"Xiao Wu! Attack his eyes."
Tang San, who was in charge of the midfield, began to direct the battle. Xiao Wu, who often cooperated with Tang San, quickly understood Tang San's intention: he wanted to block Hao Yun's vision.
In a flash, Xiao Wu appeared in front of Hao Yun, leaping up and aiming her toes straight for Hao Yun's eyes.
Ning Rongrong, standing behind, was utterly stunned. Was it really necessary to go to such lengths for a test? Nevertheless, she still bestowed upon everyone their Soul Ring skills: Strength Amplification and Speed Amplification.
Hao Yun, who was bound by the spider web, broke free with his right hand and held it in front of his face to block Xiao Wu's attack.
"Zhu Zhuqing, attack his lower body!"
Zhu Zhuqing, who was waiting for an opportunity, revealed her sharp cat claws and scratched at Hao Yun's crotch.
The three onlookers, including Dai Mubai, gasped and unconsciously squeezed their legs together. This little girl was too ruthless!
Chapter 56 The Spoiled Ning Rongrong
Zhu Zhuqing's ruthlessness surprised Hao Yun. Although her attacks could not break through his defenses, as a man, he still felt uncomfortable.
By controlling the tremors of his body muscles, the spider webs on Hao Yun's body shattered instantly.
With a powerful thrust of his hand, Hao Yun sent Xiao Wu flying. He then reached down with his left hand, grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's wrist, and threw her out as well.
"Mistress, it seems you've become lax while I was away."
With a faint smile on his lips, Hao Yun's feet slammed into the ground with a loud thud, shattering the large stones beneath into dust.
Having been brutally beaten by Hao Yun for six years, Tang San had long since become as slippery as an eel. Before Hao Yun could get close, he used Ghost Shadow Steps to create distance.
With a gloomy expression, Tang San flicked his wrist and threw out more than a dozen flying knives, circling around Hao Yun as he began his attack.
Under Hao Yun's tutelage, Tang San's three spirit ring skills attached to his Blue Silver Grass martial soul were all control skills.
The first spirit ring allows Tang San to spray a sticky Blue Silver Grass containing paralyzing toxins. This move consumes very little spirit power, and Tang San uses this skill repeatedly when throwing hidden weapons.
"Little San, have you forgotten what Master told you? No matter what, you must protect support-type Soul Masters."
Ignoring the hidden weapon thrown by Tang San, Hao Yun appeared in front of Ning Rongrong, extended a finger, and gently tapped her forehead.
Thump!
Ning Rongrong fell to the ground, her expression changed slightly, then returned to normal.
Hao Yun frowned and said in a cold voice.
"As a support-type Soul Master, didn't anyone teach you that if an enemy Soul Master attacks you, you should run away?"
Under Hao Yun's gaze, Ning Rongrong stood up, brushed the dust off her clothes, and casually replied.
"Don't you know which sect I belong to? If a battle really breaks out, someone will naturally protect me."
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who were watching from the sidelines, immediately turned their attention to Oscar. In their battles with Hao Yun, Oscar always suffered the most because Hao Yun would take special care of him.
In Hao Yun's words, "You're a food-type Soul Master, and you can't beat them in a fight. If you don't run faster, are you just waiting to die?"
"It's just the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Do you think anyone would come after me if I killed you now?"
Hao Yun spoke slowly, but a strong killing intent emanated from him. Ning Rongrong, standing in front of him, truly felt the fear of death at this moment.
Hao Yun snorted coldly, his murderous aura intensifying as if he were about to kill her.
"What are you trying to do! I am the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Sect Master!"
Ning Rongrong's voice trembled slightly, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Ha! So what?"
Grabbing Ning Rongrong by the neck, Hao Yun tightened his grip, making it difficult for her to breathe.
"No, don't kill..."
Ning Rongrong's face flushed red, as if she were about to die at any moment. At this moment, she truly realized that her identity as a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could not save her.
Whoosh! A figure darted into the arena. He was ordered by the sect leader to secretly protect Ning Rongrong.
"A Soul Saint?"
Hao Yun glanced at the middle-aged man who was attacking him and kicked him away.
Hao Yun threw Ning Rongrong to the ground and stared at her as he spoke.
"Did you see that? If someone wanted to kill you, you wouldn't have been able to fight back at all. Even if you had a Soul Saint protecting you, you would still have died just now. As a support-type Soul Master, you are very unqualified!"
Lying on the ground, Ning Rongrong gasped for breath. It took her a long time to lift her head. This was the first time in all these years that she had suffered such a great injustice. In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, no one dared to offend her.
It was this environment that fostered Ning Rongrong's domineering personality. She glared at Hao Yun with venomous eyes and shouted loudly.
"Kill him!"
Soul Saint glanced at Ning Rongrong and said, "Miss, are you courting death? Didn't you see that the other party kicked me away without even activating their martial soul?"
Hao Yun, who was about to leave, couldn't help but click his tongue when he heard Ning Rongrong's words.
"I really don't understand how you've lived this long. Didn't your family tell you not to mess with people who are stronger than you?"
Slowly turning around, Hao Yun unleashed his full aura, and a wave of energy spread outwards from Hao Yun as the center.
Such a powerful aura caused the Soul Saint to look bitter. "Young Miss, if the other party wants to kill you, even if I fight to the death, I cannot protect you."
Even so, the Soul Saint rushed to Ning Rongrong and shielded her behind him.
"My lord, I apologize for my young lady's unreasonable behavior. I hope you can spare her life. The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will remember your kindness."
Hao Yun's lips curled up. "This is interesting. Are you trying to intimidate me with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"
“You can leave, she can stay. Since she’s being so unreasonable, I’ll teach her a lesson on behalf of her family. Don’t make me repeat myself, or none of you are leaving.”
With a cold snort, Hao Yun turned his head away, ignoring the two of them.
"Hey mistress, come on, let's continue our unfinished sparring."
Having witnessed Hao Yun's power, Tang San would never want to spar with him again. Do you really think I'm stupid? You took down a Soul Saint of over 70 levels with a single kick, and you still want me to spar with you? Go to hell!
Tang San put away the dragon whisker needle he had been holding in his palm, immediately raised his hands in surrender, and said, "I won't fight anymore."
“Xiao San, you’ve fallen. You weren’t like this before. Even if you lost, you would rush back to fight. You’ve changed.”
Looking at Hao Yun's dejected expression, Tang San curled his lip and said, "I don't believe your nonsense. You're just trying to beat me up."
In fact, Hao Yun no longer cared about the reward; he still had more than 20,000 days of stay, which was more than enough.
As for the points, Hao Yun said he didn't care. "I put in so much effort for just one point. Aren't I tired?"
"You three have been accepted, Xiao Ao! Take them to the dorm."
Oscar, who had been watching from the sidelines, enthusiastically led Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing away.