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

The outcome of Chapter 30 was already predetermined.

But now Yu Xiaogang has been blinded by rage.

Tang San was also gripped by murderous intent.

No matter how much you try to persuade them, it will probably be in vain.

"Xiao Gang."

Flanders finally spoke in a low voice.

"Maybe... forget it."

"There are too many people and too many eyes around here, there's no need to make a big fuss about it."

"Besides, these are just conflicts between children; there's no need to insist on a winner or loser."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang abruptly turned to look at him.

There was an almost piercing annoyance in his eyes.

"never mind?"

"Flander, you also think I should give up?"

"If I give up today, what will others think of me?!"

"How will they view the mistress?!"

"This brat publicly humiliated me, my theories, and my disciples. Am I just going to let this go?!"

Flanders was momentarily speechless.

But the unease in my heart only grew stronger.

He wasn't afraid that Tang San would lose.

Rather, they fear that once things really get going, it will bring up even more troublesome issues.

the other side.

Su Chen finally slowly got up.

He stood up.

Almost simultaneously, all eyes in the room tensed.

The boy's figure had not yet fully developed, and he still retained some of the thinness of a six-year-old child.

But the moment he stood up straight...

No one in the restaurant dared to treat him like an ordinary child anymore.

Because that sense of oppression was too obvious.

It wasn't soul power suppression.

It's not a martial spirit release.

Instead, it's a purer, more unsettling aura.

Like a knife yet to be drawn.

But the sharp edge was already pressed against a person's throat.

Su Chen lowered his head and dusted off non-existent dust from his sleeves.

Then, he looked up at Tang San again.

"You want to fight me."

"Can."

"But there's something you need to understand first."

Tang San stared intently at him, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

"What?"

Su Chen looked at him, a very faint smile curving her lips.

There was no warmth in that curve.

"This is not a competition."

"I'm giving you a chance to personally offer up your pathetic pride for me to crush."

boom!

This statement is even harsher than the previous remarks that slapped Yu Xiaogang in the face.

It's not just because it looks down on Tang San.

Instead, from the very beginning, this so-called "challenge" was defined as a one-sided execution.

"Arrogant!"

Tang San finally couldn't hold back any longer.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill suddenly circulated within his body.

Beneath his cuff, he silently pried open the mechanism by half an inch.

That instant.

He even harbored real murderous intent in his heart.

More than just lessons.

Instead, they wanted Su Chen to pay a bloody price.

The Tang Clan never talks about being upright and honorable.

At least in Tang San's own mind.

As long as you can win, as long as you can kill the enemy, the means are never important.

not to mention.

The other party already knew that he "had something in his sleeve".

Then we absolutely cannot keep them.

Thinking about this...

The last trace of feigned restraint in Tang San's eyes completely vanished.

And all this.

Su Chen saw everything clearly.

He could even tell from the sudden contraction of the other party's fingers and the change in their breathing that the venomous snake in the ditch was already planning when to strike.

But Su Chen didn't care.

Or.

He was actually a little disappointed.

Even now, Tang San's mind is still not on a direct confrontation.

It was a sneak attack.

It's a hidden weapon.

It's a shady, underhanded tactic.

What right does this kind of scum have to talk about the future?

They dare to put on an act of "those who insult my teacher shall die" to pretend to be loyal and righteous?

It's nothing more than a venomous snake with a gentle exterior but a cold and vicious nature at its core.

"Let's go."

Su Chen spoke calmly.

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the restaurant first.

Without the slightest hesitation.

They showed absolutely no sign of defensiveness.

He looked like he didn't care at all whether Tang San would attack from behind.

This scene, however, made Tang San's heart sink again.

He did have the thought of launching a hidden weapon the moment the other party turned around.

But I don't know why.

When Su Chen really exposed his back without any precautions.

However, he did not make a move immediately.

It's not that I don't want to.

Rather, they dare not.

Because the other party was too calm.

They were as calm as if they were waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

This feeling made Tang San extremely uncomfortable.

But at that moment, all the diners in the room stood up in a flurry.

As if afraid of missing out on the excitement, everyone rushed out the door.

If he continues to stand still...

That is cowardice.

Thinking about this...

Tang San gritted his teeth and followed.

Yu Xiaogang naturally couldn't be left out.

He has staked all his dignity on this battle.

If Tang San wins.

Then he still has a chance to turn things around today.

If Tang San loses —

Yu Xiaogang dared not think any further.

I don't want to think about it anymore.

So he chased after them, his face almost ashen, but his eyes still held an almost obsessive hope.

He firmly believed it.

The mistress will never lose.

How could a genius with twin martial souls, and a disciple guided by his own theories, possibly lose to a useless martial soul like Su Chen!

No matter how stubborn the other party is.

Even if those words were harsh.

Once you take action, everything will be brought back to normal!

Outside the restaurant was a narrow, long street paved with bluestone.

It was already getting dark.

Dim yellow lights were hung on both sides of the town's streets.

But at this moment, these lights could not dispel the tense atmosphere that was gradually gathering.

Customers in the restaurant.

Street vendors.

Mercenaries and Soul Masters who heard the commotion nearby rushed over.

In a short while, they surrounded them in layers.

Soul Beast Town is a place where all sorts of people mingle.

They were often involved in fights and brawls on a regular basis.

It's quite rare to see two kids, who look like nothing more than children, cause such a commotion.

"Is that boy in blue Yu Xiaogang's disciple?"

"I heard that he's at his most arrogant right after getting his first spirit ring."

"What about the other one?"

"I don't know, but he just berated that master so badly at the restaurant that he couldn't even fart."

"Tsk, that's interesting."

"I don't think so. Being good with words doesn't mean being good with actions. No matter what, Yu Xiaogang is someone who can train Soul Masters."

"You don't know anything. When that kid in black stood up just now, my hair stood on end."

Various opinions arose one after another.

But in the shadows, unseen by others.

The figure in the gray robe remained standing quietly.

Yue Guan's gaze, hidden beneath his cloak, swept over Tang San, then over Yu Xiaogang, before finally settling on Su Chen.

His eyes were full of a faint mockery.

Others are just watching the spectacle.

What he saw was the result.

And the result.

From the moment Tang San stood up, it was already destined.

A brat who just got his first spirit ring and isn't even a Spirit Master yet.

To provoke a freak whose physical body is comparable to that of a Soul King and who has mastered the Instant Step and the Death God Sword Dao.

What else could this be but courting death?

not to mention.

Behind Su Chen stood the Spirit Hall.

If it weren't for His Highness wanting to play himself...

Tang San doesn't even have the right to make threats here.

Thinking of this, Yue Guan couldn't help but smile slightly.

let's hit.

Go ahead and make a scene.

It would be best to break the backbone of this master and apprentice together.

He'd like to see.

What kind of expressions will these people have when they find out who they've messed with?

In the middle of the long street.

Su Chen had stopped walking.

He stood there, casually holding a shallow cup.

He did not draw his sword.

Even the hilt of the knife was simply hanging casually at his side.

That posture was completely different from that of someone truly preparing to face an enemy.

It's more like they just came out to stretch their muscles.

This nonchalance, however, was more glaring to Tang San than any humiliation.