Chapter 58 Tang San knelt down and cried, "Teacher, I am ashamed of your teaching!"
“Xiao Xiaosan”
Yu Xiaogang stuttered and shouted, not loudly.
Tang San's body suddenly stiffened.
He turned his neck stiffly and looked from the direction of the sound.
A familiar figure came into view,
"Old Teacher!"
"Boom——~!"
Tang San's mind went blank for an instant.
He did not expect that the teacher would come to him so soon.
Throwing away the brush, Tang San ran directly towards Yu Xiaogang.
The latter was also very excited, although Tang San's condition didn't look very good.
But we finally saw it.
“Boom——~!”
When the two were still about ten feet apart.
Tang San's knees softened and he knelt directly towards Yu Xiaogang.
"Teacher, I'm sorry for you"
"I"
Before he could finish his sentence, Tang San hugged his head and started crying.
“I am ashamed of your teaching.”
Yu Xiaogang originally wanted to severely accuse Tang San.
But now look at the latter's move.
He is also a little soft-hearted.
No matter what the reason was for Tang San to stay in Zuihua Tower.
Let’s take him back and get to know him slowly.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang took Tang San and prepared to leave.
As soon as he turned around, the madam had already blocked the path they must pass.
There were two sturdy men standing beside him.
Seeing these two thugs, Tang San was so frightened that his legs began to tremble.
It was obviously a psychological shadow.
"Is this boy Tang San?"
The old bustard looked at Yu Xiaogang with a smile on his face and a confident look on his face.
"This is my disciple, I want to take him away now."
Although Yu Xiaogang was a little frightened.
But we can only bite the bullet.
"Your disciple owes us Zuihualou money. Once you pay it off, you can leave."
"How much?"
Yu Xiaogang frowned.
As long as you can take Tang San away, money is nothing.
At this moment, the corner of the Madam's mouth raised a somewhat meaningful smile.
Then he stretched out a finger towards Yu Xiaogang,
“One hundred gold soul coins!”
“What?!”
Not only Yu Xiaogang was confused Forced.
Tang San was also anxious.
He immediately retorted,
“Isn’t it forty gold soul coins?”
The old bustard smiled,
“Originally it was indeed forty, but now it’s added The total interest is one hundred pieces!”
“What?”
The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched,
"You!"
He clenched his fists, wanting to take action but he was not strong enough.
Yu Xiaogang also discovered that the soul power fluctuations of the two thugs were stronger than his own.
As of now, there is no better way.
He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.
Took out a money bag from his soul guide.
Then he threw it towards the old bustard,
“This is one hundred gold soul coins!”
After saying that, he pulled Tang San away.
The madam didn't stop him either.
She glanced briefly.
The money is real, and the amount is almost the same.
In this case, there is no need to suppress people anymore.
Yu Xiaogang quickly returned to the hotel with Tang San.
Along the way, the two said nothing.
Just keep on going.
Even after returning, Yu Xiaogang just asked Tang San to clean up and rest.
Still didn’t ask the latter anything.
This actually made Tang San a little at a loss.
Early the next morning, when everyone in Shrek gathered.
Tang San also appeared following Yu Xiaogang.
Except Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Flanders. Everyone else had a look of surprise on their faces.
Then Yu Xiaogang proposed that Tang San start tonight.
Like other students, he began to participate in the soul fighting in the Soto Grand Soul Fighting Arena.
The day passed quickly.
Night falls, and it’s time for the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
Shrek and everyone appeared again wearing masks.
The difference from yesterday is that this time their number came to eight.
After Yu Xiaogang signed up Tang San for spirit fighting.
Everyone entered the Soda Spirit Arena together.
Today is still the thirteenth fighting spirit field.
I wonder if it was a coincidence, but the first one-on-one spirit battle was with Tang San.
After a quarter of an hour’s rest, the host’s voice resounded on time inside the fighting spirit arena,
"The first one-on-one soul battle!"
"Let us invite the first soul master!"
"The twenty-fifth level assault system battle codenamed 'Chrysanthemum Letter' Soul Master!"
After saying this, a man in yellow robe walked onto the soul fighting stage.
“Now, let’s invite his opponent!”
"The twenty-eighth-level control-type war spirit master codenamed 'Shrek No. 8'!"
At this moment, the host called out Tang San's codename.
“Both of them are great soul masters who participated in the soul fighting for the first time in the Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena.”
“I don’t know what kind of sparks they created, and whether they can bring Are we surprised?”
“Let’s wait and see”
When Tang San appeared on the stage for the first time, there wasn't much applause from the audience around him.
But he didn’t take it seriously.
Of course I am not famous now, but I just need to work steadily and go step by step.
The day will finally come when everyone will focus on you and win everyone’s applause.
After Yu Xiaogang’s daily brainwashing.
Tang San himself would pua himself from time to time.
In this moment, he was already full of confidence again.
Standing on the stage, Tang San looked at his opponent.
Yellow robe, black hair, slender figure, and good temperament.
But the fluctuation of soul power around the body is not very strong.
From the host's introduction just now, Tang San learned that this person's soul power was only level twenty-five.
This is also the first time to participate in a spirit fight in the Soto Grand Spirit Fighting Arena.
This can not help but boost his confidence.
The soul power difference between the opponent and myself is three levels.
This is not something that can be ignored casually.
And when his opponent saw Tang San's attire, his brows suddenly furrowed.
“Actually wearing a mask?”
“Pretending?”
At this time, the surrounding audience gradually focused on Tang San.
It’s so mysterious, so it must be pretty strong, right?
This should be an exciting battle.
"It seems that there were soul masters wearing the same mask as him yesterday to participate in the soul fight, and they were all very powerful!"
I don't know who said this.
Then there were bursts of cheers from the audience.
The atmosphere in the venue has reached a climax.
The host waved his hand and announced with a smile that the spirit battle had begun.
“Shua——~!”
The moment he finished speaking, the man in yellow robe began to activate his soul power.
Immediately afterwards, two soul rings, one white and one yellow, slowly rose from beneath his feet.
At the same time, a shining spear appeared in the man's hand.
It is his martial spirit - the chrysanthemum gun!
Tang San did not dare to neglect, and also activated his soul power to release his soul ring.
And at the same time, Xuantian Gong started to operate.
The same two soul rings, one white and one yellow.
On his right hand, dark blue blue silver grass grows.
Then it was distributed around Tang San's body.
The audience frowned slightly.
Whether it is from the perspective of the soul ring or the martial spirit.
The guy wearing the mask didn't bring them many surprises.
Some people shook their heads.
The spirit fighting hadn't even started yet, but their interest had already dropped by half.
Obviously, the expectations were too high at the beginning, and I was a little disappointed in the lack of follow-up.
(End of this chapter)