Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 128 Wang Chen's Defeat and Punishment

Seeing that Tang San had accepted Wang Chen's challenge, Xue Qinghe sighed, then stared coldly at Wang Chen and said, "If you lose, two-thirds of your cultivation resources will be reduced."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chen's heart sank.

The reduction of cultivation resources by half means that he will not have any whale glue provided in his future cultivation, and even some medicines that help with physical training will be reduced.

"Furthermore, even if you win, your cultivation resources will be reduced by half, simply because you disobeyed my orders and offended Master Tang San," Xue Qinghe continued.

This made Wang Chen's expression even more unpleasant.

So, whether he wins or loses, he has offended Qian Renxue and must accept the corresponding punishment?

What's so great about this kid?

So what if he's a little handsome?

He's just a pretty boy!

"I am willing to accept the punishment." Wang Chen tried to calm himself down and said in a deep voice, then looked at Tang San, "Tang San, as your senior, I want to teach you one thing: if you don't have the strength, don't try to curry favor with nobles. You don't have that ability!"

So what if the other person isn't the original one?

Who told him to transmigrate into Tang San?

He deserved it!

"My name is Wang Chen, and I am the personal bodyguard of His Highness the Crown Prince. I am a level 39 melee control-type offensive Soul Master with the Martial Soul: Death Scythe, which is used to harvest weeds."

Upon hearing the word "weeds," Tang San's lips curled into a cold smile.

ridicule?

Do you have the qualifications?

and also--

A sickle cannot sever the roots buried beneath.

"My name is Tang San. I am revered by the people of the continent and have the title of 'Grandmaster.' My spirit is Blue Silver Grass, level 41. I am an all-around support-type spirit master." Tang San released the Blue Silver Emperor. The crystal-clear Blue Silver Emperor emerged from his hand, like a naturally sculpted work of art. At its center grew a fruit that resembled a pearl, with gold and silver flowing inside, which was extremely peculiar.

As soon as the Blue Silver Emperor appeared, the surrounding plants trembled slightly, as if welcoming the king of plants, especially the Blue Silver Grass, which grew rapidly.

"Your Highness, may I ask you to be the referee?" Tang San looked at Xue Qinghe.

"No problem," Xue Qinghe replied with a smile. "We can begin now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chen wielded a scythe imbued with the aura of death and slashed at Tang San. At the same time, the third spirit ring on Wang Chen's body lit up.

In an instant, the scythe emitted a black aura that adhered to its blade, rubbing against the air and making a hissing sound.

This third soul skill comes with poison!

It can even corrode the air!

However, Tang San neither dodged nor avoided it. He used the Blue Silver Emperor to wrap around his left hand and steadily caught the handle of the scythe.

At this moment, the blade of the Death Scythe was only one centimeter away from Tang San's head, but no matter how hard Wang Chen tried or how much soul power he applied, he could not move it any further.

"This is impossible! Even if you are a Soul Master, you didn't use any Soul Skills, so your strength shouldn't be that much higher than mine!" Wang Chen exclaimed in shock, his tone filled with disbelief.

"So, you think I'm just making up my title as a master of martial spirit theory?" Tang San clenched his right fist, stepped forward, channeled his power to his waist, delivered it to his shoulder and arm, and then suddenly slammed it into the man's abdomen.

boom!

The force of his qi and blood burst forth from Wang Chen's back, tearing through his clothes and sending him flying more than twenty meters before he finally came to a stop.

However, at this moment, Wang Chen felt that all the soul power in his body was in chaos, and his internal organs were churning.

"puff--"

A sweet taste rose in his throat, and Wang Chen could no longer hold it in. He spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsed to his knees, and could no longer get up.

one move!

With just one move, Tang San defeated Wang Chen, and without even using any soul skills!

Xue Qinghe knew Wang Chen's strength all too well, but now, he couldn't even withstand a single punch from Tang San, which truly shocked him. You must know that although Wang Chen was only level 39, he was capable of competing with high-level Soul Masters!

However, he lost to Tang San and was killed in one move.

"Brother Tang, with such strength, you must have suffered a lot, right?" Xue Qinghe stepped forward to care for Tang San, but ignored Wang Chen, who had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood and couldn't even get up.

"Just lucky." Tang San shook his head, walked to Wang Chen's side, and the Blue Silver Grass appeared in his hand. He activated his first soul skill, Endless Recovery, and healed Wang Chen's injuries.

This gave Xue Qinghe an impression: kind and generous.

Wang Chen had been provoking him the whole time, but now that he had been defeated, he was able to put aside past grievances and help him recover. Isn't that magnanimous?

However, Tang San did not fully restore Wang Chen. He stopped releasing his soul skill as soon as he saw that Wang Chen could stand up. He then said to Xue Qinghe, "Your Highness, please call me Tang San from now on. Just take what I said before as a joke. After all, I am just a commoner, a weed on the ground. I can't get close to the brilliance of Your Highness."

"Brother Tang, I'm not..."

"Your Highness, I am a little tired, so I will take my leave now." Tang San sighed slightly, then turned around, leaving Xue Qinghe with only a dejected back view.

"Tang..." Xue Qinghe wanted to follow, but didn't know how to explain. Could it be that Wang Chen had caused trouble on his own and had nothing to do with her, the Crown Prince? Wasn't it that she, the Crown Prince, wanted to test him?

Moreover, as the crown prince, he needed to be mindful of his status and could not chase after him.

The more Xue Qinghe thought about it, the angrier he became. He clenched his fists, his soul power surged, and he slapped Wang Chen, who was bowing to him.

"cough!"

This furious attack from Xue Qinghe was completely unrestrained. His soul power, far exceeding that of a Soul Master, rendered Tang San's healing efforts futile and even exacerbated his injuries. If he did not receive timely treatment, it might even affect his talent for cultivation.

"Who gave you permission to act on your own initiative and challenge Tang San?" Xue Qinghe's face was frosty. It was only because there was no one around that others could have witnessed the Heavenly Dou Crown Prince's fury.

"Your Highness, I simply..."

"Snapped!"

Xue Qinghe struck the man's face with a palm strike from a distance, even breaking three of his teeth, and said, "As a guard, how dare you talk back?"

Looking at the furious Xue Qinghe, Wang Chen was afraid, worried that the other party might accidentally kill him in his rage. He forced himself to get up, knelt on the ground, and dared not raise his head.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe calmed down a bit and said, "From now on, your cultivation resources will be reduced by four-fifths. As long as my relationship with Tang San doesn't improve, your treatment will not be restored. Also, if you dare to cause trouble for Tang San again, I don't mind crippling you."

"But I have innate full soul power." Wang Chen suddenly looked up, extremely unwilling.

"And then? Besides your innate full soul power, what else do you have?" Xue Qinghe questioned. "The Spirit Hall has no shortage of exceptionally talented individuals. Among the current Golden Generation, which one can you compare to?"

"Stop with your petty thoughts. Don't think that just because you have some talent, you can look down on everyone."

"Also, don't have any illusions about me; you're not worthy of them."

Having said that, Xue Qinghe left on his own, pondering how to mend his relationship with Tang San...

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Nottingham.

A figure clad in a black robe arrived at the gate of Notting Academy, inquiring about Tang San...

(End of this chapter)