Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Tu Shan Su Su, a tangled web of fate.

Chapter 71 Is Light Snow Here? [Please Read On]

Tang Hao fell silent for a moment, his heart filled with resentment and anger.

The reason he allowed Tang San to become his disciple was...

The original intention was to use Yu Xiaogang's power to uncover the secret of cultivating twin martial souls.

What is the relationship between Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong?

As the former young sect leader of the Haotian Sect, how could he not know?

As for his proud theory of martial spirit...

Ha ha,

It's just something to fool some ordinary soul masters.

Tang Hao took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to smash this useless piece of trash to death with his hammer.

"Yes, teach Xiao San well. As the only Three-Life Martial Soul on the continent..."

You should know his potential. One day, he will reach the highest heights and be remembered for eternity. You, Yu Xiaogang, will surely have a place there!

Yu Xiaogang felt a warm current surge in his heart as he listened to Tang Hao's words.

He knew that Tang Hao's words contained not only comfort, but also trust and expectation.

"Your Majesty, I, Yu Xiao," he raised his head, wanting to express his determination.

But they discovered that Tang Hao's figure had already disappeared into the night, without a trace.

Tang Hao flashed and appeared on a tall building not far away.

Looking from afar at Yu Xiaogang, who was searching everywhere,

His eyes held an uncertain expression.

The Haotian Sect had just been established, and there was a severe shortage of low- to mid-level Soul Masters.

This good-for-nothing is, after all, Yu Yuanzhen's son.

Perhaps, through Yu Xiaogang,

We can win over the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family and contribute to the revival of the Clear Sky Sect.

Tang Hao's heart was filled with contradictions and struggles.

His elder brother was injured by the Spirit Hall, and he originally wanted to go back to see him.

But whenever he thought about the harm he had caused to the sect, he felt unbearably guilty.

In addition, he was covered in old injuries, the damage of which was difficult to reverse.

He knew he could no longer charge into battle like he did in his youth.

But most importantly, a mistress needs someone to protect her.

Three-Life Martial Soul, an unprecedented Three-Life Martial Soul!

What could be more important than cultivating an unparalleled expert for the sect and avenging Ah Yin?

Once the mistress grows up, he plans to have her recognized as part of the family.

You can also let go of all your burdens and go to take revenge on the Spirit Hall without worry!

"Why!"

Unable to find Tang Hao, Yu Xiaogang shook his head.

She thought Tang Hao was afraid of being exposed and implicating her, and she was secretly moved.

Back at the hotel where Shrek was,

Before even pushing open the door, I could hear Little Fatty's excited voice coming from the room.

"Third Brother is amazing! He took down seven opponents in one go! This has really boosted the morale of our Shrek team!"

The chubby boy's sharp voice was filled with pride and excitement.

He seemed completely immersed in the joy of victory.

Yu Xiaogang's face showed no smile; he pushed open the door with a stern expression.

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly upon his arrival.

"You wouldn't believe it, the other teams were so astonished their eyes practically popped out of their sockets."

Little Fatty was still talking nonstop.

But he didn't notice that Yu Xiaogang was already standing behind him.

"Don't be arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat. How did I teach you this?"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was calm yet powerful, but his words revealed a hint of displeasure.

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun immediately wilted like a frostbitten eggplant.

"Ma Hongjun, go and copy these words ten thousand times!"

Yu Xiaogang said with a stern face, his eyes revealing severity.

Although Ma Hongjun felt resentful, he dared not utter any rebuttal.

He could only silently turn around and pick up his pen.

"Hey mistress, you've been watching all day, what's your opinion?"

Yu Xiaogang's tone softened, and his eyes showed undisguised admiration.

Since Tang San sensed the Asura Demon Sword within his body, his cultivation speed has increased day by day.

But her personality seems to have been affected as well, becoming increasingly cold and silent.

He stood there quietly, his deep eyes gleaming with wisdom.

"From the current perspective, apart from the three seeded teams, the gap between the other teams is not significant. I am confident that I can lead the Shrek Seven Devils to defeat them."

Tang San's voice was calm and firm, and his words revealed a strong sense of confidence.

"As for the top three, I'm fairly confident!"

Tang San added, his eyes flashing with fighting spirit.

Yu Xiaogang listened quietly as Tang San finished speaking, feeling quite satisfied.

"As expected of my student," he thought to himself.

He was indignant that such an outstanding student of his could not win the championship.

His gaze shifted to Vlad beside him.

This guy actually refused the request to merge into Xingluo Academy.

Why not create a separate Star Luo Second Team or Shrek Team?

If he were here, he would never agree to such a brain-dead decision.

Flanders stood by the window, feeling utterly helpless.

He could sense Yu Xiaogang's resentment.

His original plan was to let these young monsters broaden their horizons through this competition.

The real stage should be the next one.

Besides,

Find yourself a dean, but what could be more comfortable than being the dean yourself?

however,

Tang San's growth rate far exceeded his expectations.

In order to open a new branch school, he outwitted and outmaneuvered the elders of Xingluo Academy.

Ultimately, it was through Dai Mubai's connections that he was able to successfully put his ideas into practice.

"Sigh!" He sighed softly, a sigh that contained too many complex emotions.

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu listened quietly without offering their opinions.

Oscar, too, became even more silent.

Only when he glanced at Ning Rongrong unintentionally would a complex expression flash in his eyes.

There were also two tall trainees in the room.

They remained silent, their expressions showing some resentment; they were originally reserve members of the Star Luo team.

Dai Mubai was transferred from Xingluo Academy based on his status.

They originally had a chance to win a championship as well.

Now, although he has been promoted from a substitute to a starter.

But even making it into the top three is difficult.

If it weren't for Dai Mubai holding him back, Tang San's strength would have far exceeded their expectations.

They quit a long time ago.

The atmosphere was quite somber.

Yu Xiaogang was also uninterested and immediately announced the disbandment.

They each went back to cultivate.

As the champion team of the qualifying rounds

They do not need to participate in the second round of the competition.

I might as well take advantage of this time to cultivate myself properly; I might even be able to improve.

Inside the offering hall,

Tranquil and solemn, golden sunlight streamed through the high windows.

The light and shadows are cast on the smooth marble floor.

Qian Renxue tiptoed into this sacred hall.

Her arrival was like a gentle breeze, breaking the tranquility of the hall.

"Is Minor Snow here?"

Qian Daoliu's voice echoed in the empty hall.

He turned around and stood before the sacred and majestic angel statue, his gaze softening as he looked at Qian Renxue who was walking towards him.

A hint of emotion flashed in his eyes, "You've worked hard all these years."

Qian Renxue, who was once a naive girl, has now grown into a stunning beauty.

Time has left its mark on her.

But it also gave her an even more charming look.

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but sigh.

Time is a magical thing; it changes everything silently.

"Hey, I warned you before, but you wouldn't listen. Now you regret it, don't you?"

The voice of the Light Feather Douluo carried a hint of teasing.

His lips curled up slightly, and his eyes revealed his affection for Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue was wearing a long, golden palace-style dress.

The fabric woven with gold threads shimmered in the sunlight, without excessive patterns or decorations, its style simple yet elegant.

The golden stand-up collar protected her snow-white and slender neck.

Her long, golden hair was casually draped behind her, creating a striking contrast with her neat palace attire.

Her steps were light and graceful, each step appearing so composed.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her nose was straight.

Slightly slender phoenix eyes,

Her stunningly beautiful face, with its touch of imposing grandeur, makes one want to take a second look.

Upon closer inspection, her face bears a striking resemblance to the angel statue behind Qian Daoliu.

(End of this chapter)