Douluo Continent: Blue Silver Twins, the younger sister Tang San!

The severed arm lay on the floor, blood gushing out.

Zhao Wuji's face was ashen, and only after he had done all this did he dare to raise his head.

"Is Your Majesty satisfied with this?"

Tang Hao stood tall like an iron tower, his masked face making his attitude unfathomable.

His deep eyes glanced at Flander and the others beside him, his intentions clear.

Now, Tang Hao has placed all his hopes on his two children and will not tolerate anyone harming them in the slightest.

It can only be said that Flanders, who believed that not daring to cause trouble was a sign of mediocrity, finally provoked someone they couldn't afford to offend this time.

If you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. This deserves its just deserts!

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice.

"Your Majesty, one should take responsibility for one's own actions. This matter has nothing to do with them. Please be lenient."

Flander's face was also extremely grim, and he angrily said, "Your Majesty, it's just a mere verbal conflict. Is it worth ruining the futures of three Soul Masters?"

"If you have any complaints, I can have my disciple apologize to your junior."

It is important to know that if a Soul Master's body is incomplete, it will affect the circulation of Soul Power, causing their Soul Power cultivation to be unable to advance further for life.

This would be a fatal punishment for any Soul Master. Zhao Wuji has already paid the price, so the other party should stop right now.

Why are you being so aggressive, dragging Flander and Li Yusong into this? It's outrageous!

Upon hearing Flander's words, the onlookers who had been too afraid to move smirked inwardly, having witnessed everything that had just happened.

They were the ones who provoked others, yet now they're acting like victims. Their arrogant yet obsequious behavior is truly laughable.

Titled Douluo are incredibly prestigious beings; even a king would show them deference.

To openly humiliate someone's juniors is practically like provoking a tyrant.

"What a joke! If it weren't me being humiliated today, but some other innocent person, would you still have this attitude?"

Tang San Niang walked over arm in arm with her brother, her pretty face covered in frost.

[The third principle of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record: Once you've identified your opponent as an enemy, and they have a death wish, show no mercy. Otherwise, you'll only create more trouble for yourself.]

In Tang San Niang's eyes, these people in front of her all had a way of courting death.

After all, the three of them hadn't provoked anyone, yet they were bullied like this. It was simply outrageous!

And the lewd, fat man's eyes, like a sticky, foul-smelling tongue scraping across her body, made Tang San Niang feel utterly disgusted!

"Little Third Sister, you must remember that the most dangerous thing when traveling outside is often not the spirit beasts with claws and teeth, but some spirit masters with ulterior motives."

Tang Yin's eyes swept across Flander and the others, and he said meaningfully.

As the saying goes, a knight-errant uses his martial arts to break the law; he is not a pushover to be easily manipulated.

Shrek Academy, inherently evil, has run right into his hands today, so Tang Yin shouldn't blame him for being impolite.

Close the door and release Tang Hao!

After supporting Old Deng for so many years, it's time for him to contribute his remaining energy.

My old man is only fifty years old, in the prime of his life.

Hearing his son's clever words, Tang Hao was overjoyed, but his gaze toward Flanders and the others became increasingly hostile.

The vast soul power crashed down like a tsunami, silencing Flander and the others.

There is a qualitative difference between a Title Douluo and a Soul Saint, which makes them unable to even muster any thought of resistance.

Tang Yin snorted coldly: "I'll give you one last bit of time to consider. Either do as I say, or die!"

"ten……"

Flander's expression changed. He only had ten minutes left and had to find a way to gain the understanding of this mysterious titled Douluo.

The price of being unable to improve his cultivation for life is too high, and he cannot accept it.

"Nine!"

What the hell?! This is a countdown?!

Flander's blood boiled, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. This was too much! Did a Title Douluo think he could do whatever he wanted?!

Tang Yin remained expressionless and continued counting down: "Eight! Seven..."

The countdowns sounded like death knells, sending chills down Flander and Li Yusong's spines and making them break out in a cold sweat.

Li Yusong finally couldn't take it anymore; after all, he was already old and didn't have any ambitions left.

With a determined look, he pulled two large swords from his soul tool and roared, "Dean! As long as we're alive, we can always fight again! Come on!"

With a soft thud, a severed arm fell to the ground.

Seeing his old friend's decisiveness, Flanders sighed and no longer hesitated.

Flander gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and swung his blade. A flash of cold light appeared, and the severed arm fell to the ground.

"Six..." Tang Yin counted softly, his eyes calm.

"We've already done as instructed, so why are you still counting?"

Flander's voice was as shrill as a night owl, and he roared, his whole body trembling.

"Five, four..." Tang Yin's eyes were calm as still water, showing no intention of explaining to him.

Zhao Wuji anxiously interjected, "The slap hasn't even been delivered yet!"

"Being humiliated like this is worse than being killed!" Flander roared repeatedly.

Snapped--!

A hard slap landed on Flander's face, knocking him to the ground.

Li Yusong had already slapped 10 times without anyone noticing, and one side of his face was now swollen.

He flipped over and straddled Flander, slapping him repeatedly: "Headmaster! As long as we're alive, we can always fight again. Just take this!!"

After all, what's the point of dwelling on this when your arm is already broken?

This at least gave Flanders a way out, and he could only close his eyes and silently endure it.

clap clap clap!

The crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the entire hotel.

Seeing Flander's swollen face, Tang Yin finally stopped the countdown.

Flanders and the others lowered their heads, remaining silent, their eyes seemingly hiding a lion.

"Pay the bill and get out! Don't ever show your face in front of me again."

Tang Yin spoke calmly, but at that moment, Xiao San Niang released his arm and walked to the unconscious Ma Hongjun.

"My disciple is merely affected by his martial spirit, and his evil fire is difficult to control. Please forgive him," Flander said, his head bowed and his voice hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Li Yusong's face twitched, and he unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Your face is pale and bloated, clearly from excessive indulgence. Is this how you teach your disciples?"

"Since he can't control himself, to prevent more women from being harmed, it's better to cut off the root of his troubles."

Tang San Niang's expression was cold and aloof. With a flick of her hand, a cold glint suddenly shot out.

Ma Hongjun, who had been unconscious, suddenly felt a pain in his groin, and his whole body sprang up, letting out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Aaaaaaah!!!!!"

His groin was stained crimson, and his screams were mixed with wails.

Flander hugged Ma Hongjun tightly, his face full of concern. This monstrous disciple on whom he had placed so much hope must not be harmed.

"Don't worry, a single hidden dart won't be enough to sever his manhood."

Tang San Niang smiled slightly: "A man can live even with only one egg."

Upon hearing this, all the men in the room felt a sudden tightness in their lower bodies, and a chill ran through them.