Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Flowing Blade Like Fire terrifies Bibi Dong

"you……"

Yu Xiaogang's vision went black; he almost choked on those words and passed out.

And just then...

Tang San finally stood up.

He slowly raised his head, the superficial submissiveness in his eyes completely gone.

Instead, there is a cold, sharp, and even murderous ruthlessness.

"Su Chen".

"This is an insult to my teacher."

"Do you dare to fight me?"

The words fell.

His right hand had already silently pressed against his sleeve.

The Mysterious Heaven Technique circulated slowly within the meridians.

The Blue Silver Grass, which had just acquired its first spirit ring and was inflating its confidence, was also silently wriggling deep within its palm.

Murderous intent.

Finally, the true nature of this seemingly humble Tang Clan disciple was fully revealed.

Su Chen looked at him, but his gaze was even more indifferent than before.

It's like finally waiting for a clueless bug to crawl right up to your feet.

"You think you're worthy to fight me?"

Su Chen finished speaking.

The air in the restaurant seemed to have been sucked out on the spot.

All eyes were originally on Tang San's hand that was pressing against his sleeve.

But now.

All eyes turned back to Su Chen.

Because nobody expected it.

Even when Tang San had already openly stated that he had "insulted my teacher," and was barely able to suppress his murderous intent, Su Chen was still able to use such a condescending tone to trample him even deeper.

It's not a rejection.

It's not avoidance.

Rather, it's a deep-seated contempt.

Tang San's face instantly darkened.

In those already cold eyes, it was as if a venomous snake was slowly coiling up.

What does he hate the most?

He hates it most when people look down on him.

Especially Su Chen.

From the beginning of Notting College, this person was like a thorn in his side.

Whether it's Yu Xiaogang's theories or the Tang Clan's methods that he secretly takes pride in, they always seem utterly ridiculous in front of the other party.

This feeling made Tang San extremely uncomfortable.

What he found even more intolerable was...

Just now.

Su Chen not only stomped his teacher's face into the mud in front of all the diners, but also...

Even his own deeply hidden secrets seemed to have been partially revealed.

This made it almost impossible for Tang San to suppress his killing intent.

"Su Chen".

He stared at the other person, his voice growing colder and harder.

"If all you can do is boast with your mouth, then what you just said is nothing special."

"Since you've belittled my teacher to nothing, you're also treating me, Tang San, like a joke."

"Then let's use the methods of Soul Masters to determine who is superior."

Or perhaps...

Tang San paused, then forced a sarcastic smile onto his lips.

"You don't dare?"

These three words were uttered.

The once deathly quiet restaurant was suddenly stirred by a very slight commotion.

Those mercenaries, soul masters, and traveling merchants who originally just wanted to watch the excitement suddenly had their eyes light up.

Yes.

Su Chen was indeed quite harsh with his words just now.

Being harsh with words is one thing.

But actually taking action is a different story.

No matter how young Tang San is, he has already absorbed his first spirit ring and is a true one-ring spirit master.

And judging from his demeanor, he's clearly not a simple character.

In contrast, Su Chen...

He didn't reveal any spirit rings or spirit power fluctuations from beginning to end.

Previously, everyone only heard Yu Xiaogang and his apprentice singing in unison, saying that he had a useless martial spirit.

The conflict has now truly escalated to the point of "fighting a war".

Many people couldn't help but start to have doubts.

That kid.

Is he really just being stubborn?

In a short time.

All sorts of gazes—probing, suspicious, excited, and gloating—came together.

Su Chen, however, seemed completely unconcerned about these gazes.

He simply looked at Tang San indifferently.

That look in his eyes was calm to the point of being cruel.

It's like watching a fool rushing headlong into a knife's edge.

"You dare not?"

Su Chen repeated it softly, then chuckled softly.

"Tang San, do you think you have the right to yell at me just because you just got a Mandragora Serpent spirit ring?"

"Or do you really think that by hiding a couple of shady little things in your sleeves and adding a tattered straw, you can pretend to be someone important in front of me?"

These words were spoken.

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.

The fingers that were almost clenched tightly in the sleeve froze for a moment.

What is his greatest asset?

Blue Silver Grass?

Soul Rings?

of course not.

What truly gave him confidence was the Tang Clan's hidden weapons and the Xuan Tian Gong system.

And now.

With just a casual remark, Su Chen brought up the idea of ​​"hiding a couple of shady little things in one's sleeves."

What does this tell us?

This shows that the other party was not completely unprepared.

It's even highly likely that they had already noticed his little actions from the moment he got up.

This feeling instantly stirred a strong sense of unease within Tang San.

But this unease had only just begun to emerge.

He was then brutally suppressed by an even stronger sense of shame and anger.

Because at this very moment.

In front of everyone.

He had no way out.

Once you withdraw.

Today, it's not just teachers who are being trampled underfoot.

And then there's Tang San himself.

Thinking about this...

Tang San took a deep breath, his voice growing even colder.

Stop making things complicated.

"In the end, it's strength that matters between Soul Masters."

"If you're really capable, don't just sit there making sarcastic remarks."

"Stand up."

"Come out with me."

"I'll show you with your own eyes what a real difference is."

The moment those words were spoken.

Yu Xiaogang felt as if he had finally grasped a lifeline.

The last bit of reason and dignity that Su Chen had just brutally destroyed was desperately pulled back a few notches.

"good!"

He was breathing heavily, staring at Su Chen as if he wanted to grind his teeth to dust.

"Su Chen, aren't you quite arrogant?"

"Then let Xiao San teach you what a true genius is, and what a theoretically supported path to becoming a Soul Master is!"

"A martial soul that might not even have a spirit ring dares to spout nonsense here!"

"If you really have the guts, go out and fight with your mistress!"

He spoke faster and faster.

It's as if by simply throwing those words out loud, he could completely erase the embarrassing situation of being speechless and dumbfounded he had just been.

But many people in the restaurant who witnessed this scene knew exactly what was going on.

Yu Xiaogang is getting anxious.

And they were extremely anxious.

Because it's obvious to everyone.

He no longer has the ability to personally regain his face.

Therefore, they could only place all their hopes on Tang San.

Flanders stood to the side, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

Bad.

That's terrible.

Others may still be captivated by the aura of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, unable to see the deeper implications.

But he could tell.

Su Chen remained unusually calm from beginning to end.

This calm is not a bluff at all.

It's not that they don't care.

And then there's the gray-robed guard who always stands silently in the corner...

The more Flanders thought about it, the colder he felt.

From the moment he entered, he had a vague feeling that the gray-robed man's aura was off.

It looks ordinary.

But whenever he tried to sense things carefully, it was as if he couldn't sense anything at all.

There is only one explanation for this feeling.

The other party's level is far above mine.

Why would someone like that follow an ordinary child around for no apparent reason?

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.