Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Liu Erlong nodded with a concerned smile on his face, "Xiaogang, your injuries have just stabilized. Don't worry, getting a good rest is the most important thing." After saying that, he turned and walked out of the tent.

Not long after, Tang San followed Flender and Liu Erlong into the tent. As soon as the door closed, Yu Xiaogang's voice suddenly rang out, "Xiao San, you don't need to participate in the next match."

"Teacher, why?" Tang San looked confused, his brows slightly furrowed.

He recalled that he learned yesterday that Yu Xiaogang had rushed to Wuhun City in advance. It turned out that he wanted to help him ask Bibi Dong about the method of cultivating twin martial souls.

This is also the reason why he still recognizes Yu Xiaogang. Now that Yu Xiaogang is here, he must have the answer.

Whether they continue to be master and apprentice or something else depends on Yu Xiaogang's answer.

Hoping to get the answer he wants.

"Alas, this is all my fault," Yu Xiaogang sighed, his tone revealing self-blame. "A few days ago, I went to see Bibi Dong with the Pope's Order sent by your father. I wanted to ask you about the cultivation method of twin martial spirits. Unexpectedly, Bibi Dong actually deduced from the issuance rules of the Pope's Order that the token in my hand belonged to your father, and thus discovered your identity."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang's tone grew increasingly indignant. "In the end, she actually sent someone to cripple my martial spirit because of this!"

A fool who is only capable of causing trouble!
Tang San was burning with rage, and his recent change of heart towards Yu Xiaogang vanished in an instant. Complex emotions intertwined together, like a violent storm that was difficult to calm down.

"It's that damn woman, she's so heartless!" Liu Erlong gritted her teeth in anger, her face practically smoking with rage. Her rage was so intense that it seemed as if she was about to set the air around her on fire.

However, Yu Xiaogang ignored this and continued slowly, "Xiao San, Bibi Dong now knows your true identity and has murderous intentions towards you. In fact, from the moment you revealed your Wu Tianchui spirit in the arena, she has regarded you as a thorn in her side."

He paused, a heavy look in his eyes: "Given your background and talent, she will regard you as a threat to the Spirit Hall and will definitely not let you go easily."

"Xiao San, if you continue to participate in the Spirit City competition, perhaps she won't attack you openly before the competition is over." His words became more serious, "But she can definitely use the power of her team to create an accident on the field and kill you. Even if you escape this disaster by chance, or even lead your team to victory, she will do everything she can to send people to deal with you after the Spirit Master Competition is over."

"Xiao San, avoiding is not the same as running away. The Soul Master Competition is indeed a good opportunity for training, but it is absolutely not necessary to participate. With your talent and age, even if you don't participate, you can hone yourself through other means in the future and achieve the same goal."

Flanders beside him lowered his head silently, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

After all, Tang San's life is more important than the team's performance in the next game.

If Tang San dies, Tang Hao will have to take his life.

Are you giving up just like that?

Tang San fell into deep thought. He had already lost his uncle and father, and his only remaining relative was his aunt.

As for the Haotian Sect's group, it wasn't certain whether they would recognize him. The multi-in-one fusion technique the team had prepared for him hadn't been used yet. He had been fully cultivating during his recent journey. His soul power had now surpassed the Soul King level, and his understanding of his own abilities and the Haotian Nine Absolutes had made significant progress. He clearly still had a chance of winning!
Should I really give up this opportunity? Avoid it? No, that would be escaping, admitting defeat!
Tang San's heart was resolute. He raised his head slightly, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Teacher, I will never back down!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, as if every word was filled with power. "The academy's progress to this point is not solely due to my efforts. If I abandon my teammates for my own safety, I will never forgive myself in my life. Moreover, with a knot in my heart, my cultivation will be affected, and I will never be able to go smoothly in the future."

"What's more, this crisis can be regarded as an important test in my life. If I can successfully get through this level, I will be able to remain calm when facing similar challenges in the future. It will be extremely difficult for the Spirit Hall to cause trouble for me again!" Tang San's tone was full of determination.

"So, I must participate in the upcoming finals!" He said without hesitation, his eyes blazing with determination. "Also, Teacher, didn't you say that Spirit Hall wouldn't openly attack until the end of the competition? As long as I have this guarantee, it's enough. As for any targeting on the field, I believe I can handle it."

"Also, after the competition is over, as long as we follow the main force, there should be no problem. No matter how powerful the Spirit Hall is, it is impossible to cover the sky with one hand, right? Among the following team are the prince of the Heaven Dou Empire and the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. They dare not act rashly and kill us all at will!" Tang San's voice was full of confidence.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "Xiao San, perhaps you're right, I was indeed too worried." After saying that, he turned his gaze to Flanders, "Flanders, please call Sect Master Ning over and tell him that I have something to ask of you."

Flanders understood immediately, nodded slightly, turned around and opened the car door with quick and decisive movements.

Ning Fengzhi arrived soon after. As soon as he entered the tent, Yu Xiaogang spoke without hesitation, "Sect Master Ning, I have something to ask of you."

"Master, you're welcome." Ning Fengzhi glanced at Yu Xiaogang lying on the carpet. Seeing that he was wrapped up like a dumpling, with only a pair of eyes exposed, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he responded steadily, "Speak, I'm happy to serve."

"I hope that after the Soul Master Competition, Shrek Academy can return with Sect Master Ning." Yu Xiaogang said politely.

Ning Fengzhi immediately understood what he meant and nodded slightly, then turned to Tang San, "Don't worry, my dear nephew. The three upper sects are of the same blood. During this journey of the Spirit Master Competition, your uncle will do his best to ensure your safety."

It does guarantee safety, and it only guarantees your safety, Tang San.

As for the others, whether they are dead or alive, it is none of Ning Fengzhi’s business.

He won't take action, but as for others, it's hard to say.

"Third brother, can you still hold on?"

Ma Hongjun asked with a look of concern, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about his friend's health.

"No big deal, I'll be back in two days of rest." Tang San forced a smile, even though he knew in his heart that his physical condition wasn't that optimistic. After the intense competition, without even a chance to catch his breath, he felt like he was about to collapse, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Young Master, don't worry! In the match three days from now, no matter who my opponent is, I, Tyrone, will definitely be the first to rush forward!" Tyrone patted his chest, full of confidence, like a lion ready to attack.

"Okay, everyone, come and sit down. Don't disturb Xiao San's rest." Flanders shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself: This kid is so shameless. He actually dared to say that! (End of this chapter)