Gal Douluo: Love Becomes God

In the arena.

Tang Tian put away the hammer and looked at the disheveled Dai Mubai.

He asked casually:

"Still want to fight?"

Dai Mubai was panting heavily, his eyes filled with an extremely complex expression.

Anger, resentment, shock, confusion...

A complex mix of emotions swirled in his eyes.

He lost.

They lost completely.

The opponent didn't even light up their spirit rings; they simply shattered his pride with the quality and terrifying power of their martial spirit itself.

After a long while, the red in Dai Mubai's eyes faded.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up somewhat unsteadily.

Dai Mubai shook his head bitterly:

"do not fight."

"I lost."

At this moment, the once arrogant prince finally lowered his noble head.

Dai Mubai looked at Flander:

"I'm willing to accept the consequences of my bet."

"Dean, I lost. I will train even harder from now on."

Flanders nodded in satisfaction.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

If Dai Mubai, this rough gem, doesn't undergo such trials and tribulations, it will be difficult for him to truly become a useful talent.

However, Dai Mubai's next words almost made Flander strain his back.

“But!” Dai Mubai puffed out his chest, his eyes resolute. “Training is training, but I’m still going to keep chasing girls! That’s a matter of principle!”

Chapter 83 Zhao Wuji: Come and fight! Tang Tian: I need to pay more!

Flander was speechless, his lips twitching:

"You've changed, but not by much!"

Dai Mubai ignored the dean's complaints and turned to look at Tang Tian:

"I lost this time, but I won't do it again next time!"

Although his arrogance, characteristic of the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, was tempered, it was not broken.

Before Tang Tian could speak...

A pink figure darted forward like a rabbit guarding its food.

Xiao Wu stood with her hands on her hips, her scorpion braids swinging behind her head, and said angrily:

"Next time? Next time, Brother Tian won't even need to lift a finger; I'll fight you!"

"Let me show you how amazing your Little Wu sister is!"

Dai Mubai glanced at Xiao Wu and said calmly, "I don't hit women!"

"Oh?"

Tang San, who had been watching from the sidelines, slowly walked forward.

"Then you'll have to get past me first!"

"After all, as the younger brother, I also want to experience Shrek's amazing skills."

Tang Tian stopped listening to the group bickering like elementary school students.

Now, his attention was completely drawn to the strange visions in his spiritual sea.

[Little Hammer (furious): Next time! Next time I'll definitely show off! That spot is mine! I won't give that wretched weed a chance! How dare they imitate me, and imitate me so well! It's outrageous!]

The little hammer bounced wildly; if it were a physical object, it would probably have smashed a hole in the sea of ​​consciousness by now.

Her reaction was not surprising, after all, her dignity as a powerful offensive weapon spirit was being challenged.

But the key is—

[Ding! Little Blue's favorability towards the host increases by 1]

Current Affection Level: 97/100 (Bound by Life and Death)

Tang Tian watched as the blue favorability rating on the system panel increased from 96 to 97.

He subconsciously touched his chin, and a sense of unease crept into his heart.

When did Xiao Lan become so cunning?

Just now when it turned into a hammer and started hitting people.

The emotions she conveyed were not merely to help her master's happiness.

It was mixed with a sense of excitement?

Is it because it turned into the shape of a small hammer?

Doing what Little Hammer is supposed to do!

In a sense, it replaced the little hammer, giving her a strange sense of satisfaction.

"hiss……"

Tang Tian gasped.

He glanced at the illusory blue silver grass in his sea of ​​consciousness, which looked gloomy, gentle, and introverted, and was now obediently stretching out its leaves.

Could this little guy have some hidden yandere tendencies?

Could it be a strange attribute that awakened when she transformed into Queen Xiao Lan?

......

In the sea of ​​the spirit.

The small iron hammer struck the void of his sea of ​​consciousness wildly, stirring up waves of mental storms.

Just as a scene of chaos in the Heavenly Palace was about to unfold in Tang Tian's mind.

Just then, a gruff voice broke the atmosphere:

"Boy!"

Zhao Wuji dismissed the fishy play, stirring up the gluttonous ravine and reaping the tangled chaff.

A pair of large, bronze-bell-shaped eyes stared intently at Tang Tian.

The fierce aura belonging to the Acala Buddha emanated from him without reservation.

The pressure made Oscar and Ma Hongjun unconsciously take two steps back.

Flander's eyes lit up, and a sly smile crept onto his lips:

"Oh? Old Zhao, you're itching to do it too?"

Zhao Wuji twisted his thick neck, making a cracking sound as he said in a jarring voice:

"Old Fu, you said this little monster could surprise me? Those two moves just now were really impressive!"

"But what kind of skill is it to beat up that kid Dai Mubai?"

Dai Mubai's face darkened, but he dared not refute.

He patted his solid chest, making a dull thud:

"Kid! Dare to spar with me?"

"Don't worry, I'll only use the power of a Soul Venerable. I'll never bully you because of my level!"

"Let's see just how hard your blue silver hammer really is!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were filled with the excitement of seeing a prey.

Tang Tiangang's performance was an overwhelming display of strength and martial spirit form.

This completely piqued the interest of this battle maniac.

As a pure strength-type Soul Master, his favorite thing is head-on confrontation.

He wanted to personally assess the true capabilities of this child whom Flander had lauded so highly.

Dai Mubai watched Zhao Wuji walk towards Tang Tian with a complicated expression.

He knew he had lost completely.

But deep down, he secretly hoped that Zhao Wuji could help him discover the limits of Tang Tian.

Even... to turn the tide?

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu immediately jumped in front of Tang Tian, ​​hands on her hips:

"Hey, you big bear! How old are you to dare challenge my brother to a fight? You'll have to get past me first if you want to fight!"

Her pink eyes sparkled with an indomitable spirit.

The soul power of level 30 was subtly fluctuating.

Tang San also silently stepped forward, holding several dragon whisker needles in his hand.

Although he knew his elder brother was very strong, he could not afford to be careless when facing Zhao Wuji, who was at the Soul Saint level.

Tang Tian gently patted Xiao Wu's shoulder.

He gestured for her to calm down.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"If Professor Zhao is interested in offering guidance, I have no objection, but..."

Zhao Wuji asked:

"But what!"

"So fussy and nagging, like a woman!"

Tang Tian then added a sentence:

"We need to pay more!"

"Or you could give me rare metals."

The air froze instantly.

Zhao Wuji: ......

Dai Mubai: ......

Tang San and Xiao Wu: ......

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, then he abruptly turned to look at Flander:

"That money-grubbing attitude is just like yours!"

Flanders, far from being ashamed, burst into laughter, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Good lad! You've got potential! No wonder I've chosen you! Old Zhao, if you want to fight, you have to bleed, that's the rule!"

Zhao Wuji's lips twitched, his face contorted in pain.

Although he was a rough and rugged man, he also had a bit of a collecting hobby.

This kid has me in a bind; if I don't give in, I'll really lose face.

"Fine, fine! I'm scared of you bunch of vampires!"

Zhao Wuji grumbled as he reached into his robes, fumbled around for a while, and then pulled out a piece of metal about the size of a fist with a pained expression.