Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 206: Overthrowing Privilege

Upon hearing this, Bai Chenxiang shook her head and said, "Young Sect Master, we don't know where Senior Sister Ye Ruxue is. We haven't seen her since we returned from the Lost Canyon. But didn't Senior Sister Ye Ruxue break through to the 50th level of Soul King in the Lost Canyon? I guess she's been busy with her soul rings these days. I don't know if she can make it to the team battle."

Tang San also guessed some of the reasons, estimating that Qian Renxue would begin the Divine Test after receiving the opportunity. Qian Renxue was not level 50, but level 70. Level 70 was too critical, the spirit form of the six-winged angel spirit.

The true forms of other martial souls make the martial souls more powerful, but Tang San estimated that Qian Renxue's martial soul true form was a true descent from the gods. The six-winged angel martial soul was a god. Tang San had seen the evil god descend from the gods and almost beat him to death.

Tang San couldn't help but frown. Qian Renxue was the insurance among insurances. If she wasn't there and something really happened, Tang San didn't believe that the so-called golden generation could turn the tide. If they really capsized in the ditch, his faith would be shattered.

"Chenxiang, try to pay attention during this period. If you see Little Freckles appear, notify me immediately. She must participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition no matter what. Tailong, report Little Freckles' name as well. She will not join other teams." Tang San ordered immediately.

Bai Chenxiang nodded and walked outside to see if she could run into anyone. Of course, she knew it was impossible to find him by looking for him deliberately, so she just asked Bai Chenxiang to notify her if she saw him.

Tang San just hopes that Qian Renxue can catch up.

At this moment, Tailong stepped forward and carried a large stack of things, saying, "Young Sect Master, this is all the list of people who have requested to join our team. Almost everyone on the Soul Master Elite Ranking wants to join our team. Young Sect Master, please take a look and decide which ones to select to form the team."

Seeing the disk of information in Tai Long's hand, Tang San shook his hand in disdain and said, "No, I don't want any of this."

"Not at all?" Tai Long scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "Young Sect Master, do you have any other candidates? We don't have seven people. There's only you, Young Sect Master, and me and my senior sister, so there are only three of us. Sister Chenxiang is a student companion, not a student, so she can't join."

No matter how hard Tyrone counted, he couldn't get the number right. Where did the seven people come from?

Tang San smiled and said, "Tai Long, you are wrong. We don't need to compete for a place on the team."

"unnecessary?!"

Tang San nodded and said, "We just need to defeat the Golden Generation. Didn't they say they have privileges? That's easy. If we defeat the privileged, then we will be the privileged. Let the Golden Generation figure out the team's affairs themselves."

Tai Long couldn't help but raise his finger. As expected of the Young Master, this was a brilliant plan. Overthrow the privileged class, and then become privileged yourself!

That’s indeed the case.

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "Little Freckles might not be able to come. Go find that girl Meng Yiran and have her take Little Freckles' place temporarily. Just report the names of the four people."

Qian Renxue might not be found for a while, so she could only find a substitute. Meng Yiran surprisingly became the substitute user.

Bai Chenxiang went to look for Qian Renxue's whereabouts, and Tailong went to look for Meng Yiran. For a moment, only Tang San and Bibi Dong were left in the entire hall.

"How was it? How did it feel to be out here?" Tang San, seated at the head of the table, took a sip of tea and spoke calmly. Seeing Bibi Dong remain silent, Tang San didn't continue teasing her. After clearing his throat with another sip of tea, he said, "I'm planning to register for the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition. You should know about this competition, right? Are you planning to wait for me here or come with me?"

Bibi Dong was a secluded woman, and she was a little uncomfortable at first, but she couldn't let Tang San out of her sight. If Tang San betrayed her and revealed her identity to Qian Xunji, it would be bad.

Tang San also guessed that Bibi Dong would always follow him. He had no intention of going along with Qian Xunji, so naturally he didn't mind Bibi Dong being wary of him. This was normal. You can't trust someone just after knowing them for a short time. Bibi Dong got into trouble because of her trust.

Tang San gave Bibi Dong a veil to wear to prevent her from being recognized.

Tang San looked at Bibi Dong, who was wearing a black veil, a black robe, and a hood, and nodded secretly, saying, "Yes, the veil adds to the mystery."

Wearing a long black dress, it was difficult to hide Bibi Dong's beautiful figure, especially with the black veil, she looked even more charming.

Bibi Dong did not avoid Tang San's gaze, but looked straight at him, with even a little smile on the corner of her mouth, as if saying: Do you dare to take it if I give it to you?
Tang San shrugged, understanding Bibi Dong's expression, and said, "I can't afford it, just take a look. The price of your body is too high, you should think of something that can attract me to help you solve your martial spirit problem. At present, I don't desire much."

Tang San took Bibi Dong to the place where they registered for the team battle. Naturally, they caused a commotion along the way. After all, everyone could see that Tang San was going to register!

Originally, Tang San was one of the favorites to win the championship. Now that he is going to sign up, countless people want to know who he will choose to team up with.

Tang San and Bibi Dong quickly arrived at the registration office and said to the registration teacher, "Hello, teacher. Tang San is here to register for the team battle of the Continental Elite Spirit Master Competition."

As luck would have it, the teacher in charge of the team battle registration was the level 69 Soul Emperor of the wooden man's martial soul, Teacher Mu.

Seeing Tang San coming, Teacher Mu quickly stood up to greet him. After all, he knew that the young man in front of him was stronger than himself. As the saying goes, a teacher should be a wise one, so he couldn't act arrogantly.

"Student Tang San, you are finally here. Come, come, sit down and tell me who is in your team, their spirit power levels and spirits. I will register them." Teacher Mu asked with a smile.

After thinking for a while, Tang San said, "Tailong is a level 49 Soul Master, with a martial spirit of the Golden Giant Ape. Ye Ruxue is a level 50 Soul King, with a martial spirit of the Holy Sword. Meng Yiran is the substitute, with a spirit power of around level , I'm not sure, but you should be able to find it out, teacher. His martial spirit should be a snake staff."

"Oh, classmate Meng Yiran, right? I can find it, I can find it. It's okay, the teacher will fill it in for you later." Teacher Mu was also flattering. There was no need to trouble Young Master Tang with these trivial matters.

"As for me, Tang San, I'm a level 53 Soul King, with the Clear Sky Hammer as my martial spirit." Tang San said.

Teacher Mu's writing pen suddenly stopped, and the room, which had been crowded and noisy, suddenly fell silent. The bespectacled Teacher Mu slowly raised his head, looked at Tang San, and asked, "Tang San, what level of spirit power did you just say? I don't think I heard it clearly."

(End of this chapter)