Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's youthful innocence, I tricked her into becoming my wife

"You're not even Soul Masters, yet you dare to rob me?!"

"go to hell!!!"

Tang San's face was ferocious as he frantically poured his soul power into the Blue Silver Grass.

One-tenth,

20%,

half,

all!

Give it your all!

Without reservation!

"A mistress!" the master cried out in alarm, "Your body..."

"I'm perfectly fine!" Tang San laughed heartily. "That's great! That's great!"

"Is this what it feels like to have a soul ring? Is this the power of a soul master?"

Even if I lose an arm or a leg, and my soul power is less than one-tenth of its peak, I will still crush you!

"After I kill you all, I'll go back and beat that big idiot Wang Sheng to a pulp, so he'll know who's in charge!"

“I will demand that they give me half of their monthly income, and that they provide for my part-time job. It is an honor for the vulnerable!”

"Hahahahaha!"

Tang San laughed louder and louder, as if he could already see his carefree days after returning to the academy.

As long as Ye Hua continues to live off-campus, the entire Dormitory 7 will be Tang San's backyard!

But gradually, his laughter grew softer and softer until it disappeared completely, and the smile on his face also became completely frozen.

"You... why aren't you dead yet?"

"Shouldn't I have strangled you to death?"

No, that's not right. I used so much force just now, these thieves should have been strangled to death by now!

Even if he wasn't strangled, he should have been frantically kowtowing and begging for mercy. Why is there no reaction at all?

Did I strangle their lungs and prevent them from breathing, causing them to suffocate long ago?

But the moment Tang San raised his eyes, he was completely dumbfounded. Not only had the bandits not been strangled, they still had the strength to turn their heads and meet his gaze!

The tall leader visibly relaxed, laughed loudly, struggled to break free of the blue silver grass bindings, and used his sharp knife to rescue all the remaining bandits.

Finally, he walked up to Tang San and slapped him across the face!

Snapped!

"What are you laughing at!"

"I'm not dead yet!"

"A Soul Master? A Soul Master is nothing special!"

Seeing the bandits closing in with ill intentions, Tang San, who had just exhausted all his soul power, fell to the ground with a "thud," his back being pressed against the carriage wheel, causing him a sharp pain.

"What...what are you going to do?!"

Chapter 16 The Naked Master and Disciple

Snapped!

Another slap!

"Blue and silver intertwined, still blue and silver intertwined!"

"I'll haunt your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

clap clap clap!

Slaps kept coming!

Seeing Tang San being tortured, the master sighed in his heart.

Tang San's first soul skill is called Blue Silver Entanglement.

It's not Blue Silver Poison Sting, not Blue Silver Grip, and definitely not Blue Silver Killer Vine!

It's just a simple entanglement!

The only characteristic that the thirty-year-old Lone Bamboo Soul Ring bestows upon the Blue Silver Grass is a negligible increase in the resilience of the Blue Silver Vines.

Apart from that, it has no offensive power and no additional effects.

Like a three-year-old child, clinging to an adult's leg with all its might.

Adults might find it annoying or inconvenient, but they would never feel pain.

"No...it's impossible..."

Tang San was slapped so hard that he felt dizzy. He desperately tried to use his soul power to grow more Blue Silver Grass, but to no avail.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead and dripped into his eyes, stinging them painfully.

The tall man fought for a while, then seemed to get tired and simply put his hands down.

"Hurry up! I'm just robbing you, I won't kill you!"

"Hand over all your valuables, and I'll spare your lives!"

Spare our lives!!!

I am a disciple of the Tang Clan, how could I have ever suffered such an insult!

Oh, right, I also have hidden weapons!

Tang San gritted his teeth and reached for his waist with his left hand.

But then he was dumbfounded again.

Damn it, I used up all my hidden blades in the Soul Hunting Forest when fighting the Mandragora Serpent!

While Tang San was racking his brains for a way to break the deadlock, the tall man had long since lost patience.

Click.

Tang San's only good hand was broken.

The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed through the night road.

"Aaaaah!" Tang San immediately let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"You're asking for it." The tall man spat, bent down and pulled the money pouch from Tang San's waist, weighed it in his hand, and casually tossed it to his companion behind him.

"Teacher...Teacher, save me..."

Tang San lay prone in the mud, his mouth full of mud, his left arm dangling at an odd angle, and blood foam spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Yu Xiaogang's face was ashen. He was barely able to protect himself, yet Tang San was still trying to drag him into it.

You traitor! Don't you know that your master is severely poisoned and injured, and can't even muster a single bit of soul power?

"Oh, I almost forgot about you," the tall man stepped forward, aimed at his target, and snatched Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night. "Give it to me!"

Yu Xiaogang watched helplessly as his soul tool was taken away, pleading repeatedly, "I can't give this to you!"

"This is my life savings! My research data! My manuscripts!"

The tall man ignored him; he was the key target of his mission.

If he forgets after being reminded two or three times, he'll be too ashamed to face anyone!

"Also, you guys, search them and take all their valuables!"

"As the boss says, 'Pick a feather from a passing goose, leave the skin from a departing beast!'"

The bandit, greatly intrigued, exclaimed, "Yes!"

After a while, the night wind, carrying a cool breeze, swept through the woods by the roadside.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang stood by the roadside, wearing only shorts.

The carriage, already carrying the bandits, had already sped away.

The master and apprentice stood half-naked on a deserted road at night, facing each other.

"Teacher..." Tang San was stunned, "What... do we do now?"

Yu Xiaogang remained silent for a good dozen breaths.

"run."

"run?"

"Run back to Nottingham."

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, deciding to give up entirely, "There are still three hours until dawn!"

"If we keep quiet and discreet, not many people will see us!"

The master and apprentice exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and ran wildly towards Nottingham City with their bare legs spread wide.

The night wind brushed against my bare skin, cool and refreshing, as if countless invisible hands were groping all over my body.

Tang San had never been so humiliated in his life.

No, I've never felt so humiliated in either of my two lives.

However, even more humiliating things were yet to come.

"Ah—there's a pervert!"

The screams eventually came from the windows of the building next door.

"There are perverts! Two exhibitionists running in the street!"

Driven by screams, half of Nottingham was lit up.

Countless people opened their windows, either just to catch a glimpse of who it was, or simply to throw rotten vegetable leaves down their windows.

The master and apprentice exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, covered their faces with their hands, and continued running!

Yu Xiaogang is alright, but Tang San is not.

Both of his arms were broken, and only one leg was intact; he stumbled forward almost unsteadily.

The worst part is that without his hands to cover his face, his face was completely exposed to everyone!

People were in an uproar, discussing it endlessly!

"My God, I know that kid. Isn't he Tang San, the one who lost the bet with Ye Hua a couple of days ago?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I never expected that he would have a habit of streaking!"

"They are born with full soul power, so be careful they don't come back to cause you trouble when they grow up."

"He's causing me trouble? He should worry about himself first. With a penchant for streaking in the middle of the night, how could the academy possibly accept a student like him?"

Tang San's face flushed red and then turned pale when he was recognized, but all he could do was run frantically!

Finally, the two ran back to the academy and back to Yu Xiaogang's office.

The door slammed shut behind him.

Yu Xiaogang found some old clothes and put them on himself and Tang San.

Then his eyes went limp, and he slumped completely into his office chair.

His Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Bright Moon,

His life savings,

He studied the manuscript for decades.

It's all gone...

Tang San lay paralyzed on another chair, all the bones in his body that could be broken were broken, and the only part that could move was his pair of eyeballs.

Just as he entered the office, he tripped and fell, breaking his only remaining good leg in the process.