Chapter 109 The Anger of Tang Shenwang
“Okay, although we don’t know what happened after we fell into coma, it’s good to be alive. Let’s go back to the academy first. Tang San’s soul ring is waiting for us to cultivate. Come back when you're ready."
Speaking of Tang San, everyone came back to their senses and looked at him with complicated expressions. The scene of leaving everyone and running away was still vivid in their minds.
Although I understand that this is human nature, I still feel uncomfortable when it happens around me.
Tang San also came to his senses at this time.
"Is all that a dream?"
Looked at his hands in disbelief. He couldn't calm down for a long time. All his efforts in the dream were in vain, which was hard for him to accept.
Zhao Wuji, who didn't know what happened next, didn't know why everyone looked strange. He looked at Tang San and said:
"Tang San, wait until next time to get your soul ring." , is it okay?”
Zhao Wuji’s words instantly woke Tang San up, making him unable to care about what was happening in his dream for a while.
"I have no problem, Mr. Zhao."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his soul power, and something strange seemed to appear in his body, and he felt that his whole body was full of energy at this time. gained strength.
Summoning his own blue silver grass in confusion, he saw four soul rings of yellow, yellow, yellow, and yellow appearing on top of the martial soul in sequence.
Zhao Wuji looked at the Bluesilver Grass in Tang San's hand with a look of disbelief on his face, his eyes almost hitting the ground.
"What the hell are you doing? Didn't you say you just reached level 30? Why are there four soul rings here?"
Dai Mubai and others also looked over in surprise.
Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, who roughly understood what was going on, almost failed to control their expressions. They pinched their thighs with both hands and thought about all the sad things in their lives before they managed to stop. laughter.
After coming back to his senses, Fatty smiled and rolled on the ground, holding his stomach while pointing at the Bluesilver Grass in Tang San's hand.
"Hahahaha, let me ask you, why were you running so fast just now? It turns out you were rushing to get the soul ring."
The fat man's words made Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong completely stunned. , burst out laughing, then quickly covered his mouth, and quickly started to recite silently in his heart.
"We have received professional training and cannot laugh."
"But what should I do if I can't help it? Brother Ningbei is too bad."
Dai Mubai and others also agreed He looked at Tang San playfully, telling you to run fast, you must be punished!
Tang San's eyes looked at the four spirit rings on the blue silver grass, and gradually turned purple. The purple demon pupils were released uncontrollably, and his whole body was trembling.
“What the heck is going on?”
The sound of gnashing teeth was particularly cold, causing Shrek and the others to take a step back unconsciously.
Seeing that something was wrong, the fat man stood up quickly, stopped smiling, and looked at him sincerely.
"Tang San, don't worry about that. If it doesn't work, you are also a soul sect, right? We...uh?"
Before he finished speaking, Tang San was coldly His eyes glared back.
Ma Hongjun smiled sarcastically, turned his head, and did not dare to look at him again.
Fatty's words also reminded him that two hundred-year-old soul rings were not enough to elevate his cultivation level, which he had just become a soul master, to the soul sect level.
Hurrying to control his mental power, he sensed his own Clear Sky Hammer spirit.
This perception didn't matter, Tang San almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood on the ground, he could already feel four soul rings being born on his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.
Even if it is the best ratio, it is still unacceptable to him. Nine black soul rings is the lowest expectation in his heart, not to mention four hundred-year soul rings.
"Who is it? Who is it?"
Looking at Tang San with a devilish look on his face, Zhao Wuji didn't know what to say. It would be unthinkable for him to have two more waste soul rings on his martial soul.
Dai Mubaibai also completely forgot to blame Tang San for his previous actions and looked at him sympathetically.
"Hey, let's go first, it's too dangerous here."
In the end, it was Zhao Wuji who spoke first, beckoning everyone to go out of the forest.
Tang San followed the crowd with a look of despair on his face, walking slowly, as if he had lost all hope. He also planned to see his father in the future and let him see the power of his twin spirits. ? Now he suddenly went from being the respected leader of the Tang Sect to being a complete joke, which he couldn't accept at all for a while.
One day later, everyone finally returned to Soto City.
Ning Bei, who had been following closely behind everyone, nodded slightly when he saw everyone entering Soto City.
Then Daming was called out from the Dan Pagoda.
Da Ming looked at Ningbei with a puzzled look.
"What's the matter?"
"I have to leave for something. Next, please help take care of Rongrong and Xiaowu. If there is no danger, you don't have to show up."
Da Ming nodded clearly, and then patted his chest.
"Don't worry, Sister Xiaowu and Rongrong will be left to me."
"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."
After explaining some matters that should be paid attention to to Daming, Ningbei quietly left Soto City and rushed towards Notting City.
There is a 100,000-year-old soul bone there!
Shrek and his group returned to the academy with different thoughts, and what greeted them was Flanders' shoehorned face.
"What's going on, Old Zhao? How did it happen like this."
Looking at Zhao Wuji, who was slightly weak due to releasing his martial soul, Flanders asked with confusion. .
Zhao Wuji waved his hands depressedly.
“Forget it, we met a terrestrial tyrannosaurus that is one hundred thousand years old.”
“What? The terrestrial tyrannosaurus? Another hundred thousand years? Then how did you survive? ”
Speaking of this, Zhao Wuji was also a little confused. It stands to reason that the other party had knocked him out, so he should have a good meal. Why did he slip away?
“I don’t know either. I was knocked unconscious and what happened after that is unclear.”
Flanders held his chin and thought for a while, unable to figure out what was going on. He patted Zhao Wuji on the shoulder with a thankful expression.
“No matter what, it’s good to come back.”
After saying that, he looked at Tang San in the team.
"Xiao San, come with me, your teacher is here."
Hearing the words, Tang San's eyes finally shined with light, and he followed Flanders step by step towards the thatched cottage.
"Teacher!"
That paralyzed face came into Tang San's eyes, making tears fill his eyes, and he quickly came to the teacher's side.
"Well, you haven't slacked off in your soul power training recently, right? Breaking through to level 30 as soon as possible can maximize your advantages."
The master's words made Tang San's expression stagnant, and he was full of bitterness. It gets stuck in the throat and cannot be spit out.
"Old teacher, I am already level 45."
"Well, that's right. We've only been separated for half a month and you're three."
Halfway through the words, a bit of astonishment appeared on his paralyzed face, and he suspected that he had heard wrongly.
"What did you say? How many levels?"
Tang San's fists clenched slightly, his face filled with grief and anger.
“Level 45.”
(End of this chapter)