Douro Continent

Chapter 278 Tang San's Left Hand, the Clear Sky Hammer (Part 2)

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand shone continuously, still covering Tang San's body, as if ripples were flowing into his body.

At this moment, Tang San felt as if he had gone from hell to heaven. The warm and gentle aura was nourishing his body's strength, agility, stamina, spirit, and other indescribable aspects, all of which were recovering at an astonishing speed.

The previous feeling of emptiness in my body, as well as the injuries caused by the immense pressure, gradually disappeared in this gentle aura. The Xuan Tian Gong within my body also seemed to grow stronger under its nourishment, flowing freely. The cracks in the Yang Wei Meridian continued to widen under the powerful impact of the Xuan Tian Gong.

Tang San didn't see who helped him. He was immersed in the seven-colored light, and what he had lost was gradually restored. He even became more powerful. The Blue Silver Grass, which had lost its color, regained its luster. The red and white halos on the Eight Spider Spears were dazzling. Even the black hammer in his left hand was now gleaming with dark light.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's title as the number one support-type martial soul is no empty boast. As the sect leader, Ning Fengzhi wields this super support martial soul, which symbolizes the sect, with unparalleled skill.

In just a few minutes, when Tang San opened his eyes again, he was full of energy, as if he had been reborn. If it weren't for his tattered clothes and the sweat that hadn't dried, he would have seemed as if he had never experienced the arduous bet before.

"Third Brother, how are you?" Ning Rongrong asked with concern.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar had already run to Tang San's side.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun also squeezed out of the crowd and surrounded Tang San in the center.

"I'm fine now." As he spoke, Tang San looked in the direction from which the seven-colored light had come, and his eyes met Ning Fengzhi's.

Ning Fengzhi smiled, the light of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand faded, and as he lowered his hand, the magical martial spirit also disappeared.

"How is it you?" Tang San couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, "It really is you. It seems we are indeed destined to meet."

Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes and asked, "Dad, do you know each other?"

Even without Ning Rongrong saying it, Tang San had already vaguely guessed Ning Fengzhi's identity. How many people could have all seven treasures appearing in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? He quickly stepped forward, bowed, and greeted Ning Fengzhi, "Greetings, Sect Leader Ning."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, raised his hand to help Tang San up, "Since you are Rongrong's friend, and she calls you Third Brother, you can call me Uncle Ning. I would prefer to hear you call me that."

Ning Fengzhi's words can be considered a public gesture of goodwill. You must know that with his status, he is a powerful figure who can shake the entire Douluo Continent with a stomp of his foot. Even an imperial prince like Xue Xing would not dare to offend him.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not only powerful, boasting two Douluo-level experts, but its financial resources also consistently rank first among the seven major sects.

For the vast majority of Soul Masters, gaining the approval of Sect Master Ning Fengzhi is an extremely joyous occasion.

Tang San's attitude did not change after learning Ning Fengzhi's identity; he simply bowed again and said, "Hello, Uncle Ning."

Ning Fengzhi laughed and said, "Alright, alright. We'll talk about that later. Let's deal with the immediate matter first."

Tang San's expression turned serious. From the perspective of the bet, although he hadn't fallen, he knew it would be difficult to withstand Titan's next attack before the incense burned out.

Although the incense on the door had burned out, his heart was heavy.

Tang San is definitely a man of his word, but he also understands that with his current strength, it is still too difficult to resist the pressure released by Titan. He doesn't know how much pressure Titan released before, but from the sudden increase in pressure at the end, he can see that the opponent did not go all out at the beginning.

Tang San's gaze slowly shifted, looking at Titan not far away. Titan, the Hercules, was also watching him. Seeing Tang San's gaze fall upon him, Titan waved slightly and strode over to Tang San with his son and grandson, his face radiating excitement.

"I'm sorry, senior, our bet has been interrupted, but we can do it again." The opening of the Yangwei Meridian has further increased Tang San's ability to withstand pressure. As long as he doesn't actually collapse in front of his opponent, he will never easily admit defeat.

To Tang San's surprise, Titan stared at him seriously. "Your name is Tang San. What's your father's name? Is it Tang Hao?"

Tang San stared in surprise at the powerful Soul Master in front of him, who was purely strength-based. "How did you know?" His words were an admission of Titan's words.

Overwhelmed with excitement, Titan's aged face flushed red. Under Tang San's incredulous gaze, his massive body suddenly collapsed to one knee with a thud, too excited to speak.

"Senior, what are you doing?" Tang San was startled by Titan's actions and quickly stepped aside, not daring to accept Titan's greeting.

Seeing Titan kneel down, Taino and Tailong quickly followed suit. Tailong was even more surprised than Tang San. He didn't understand why his grandfather's attitude had changed so drastically.

Titan suppressed his inner turmoil and said, "This old servant Titan greets the young master."

"Young Master?" Upon hearing these two words, almost everyone present, except for Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Bone Douluo, who had already guessed and remained calm, was shocked. In particular, the teachers and students who had vaguely guessed Titan's strength were even more astonished.

Tang San was stunned. The person who had been suffocating him just moments before was now kneeling before him. The stark contrast made it difficult for him to adjust for a moment.

"Senior, could you please explain yourself clearly first?" Tang San stepped forward to help Titan up, but the stubborn old man insisted on kneeling.

"Young master, this old servant has finally seen you. May I ask where you are now?"

"Master?" From Titan's words, Tang San could tell that the master he was referring to was his father.

His father's face flashed through his mind. Tang San couldn't believe that his father, a man who was immersed in cheap alcohol every day, would be called "master" by a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse.

The intense shock and sudden information threw Tang San into a state of utter chaos. He couldn't even lift Titan's massive body, and for a moment he froze there.

"Ahem. I think it would be better if you found a quiet place first, and then you could talk about your master-servant relationship, how about that?"

As the saying goes, those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, standing to the side, broke the awkward silence.

Tang San then realized what was happening and quickly said, "That's right, senior. Please get up first. Let's find a quiet place to talk about it."

Titan glanced warily at Ning Fengzhi beside him before standing up. "Young Master, please come to my home for a chat."

"This..." Tang San looked at the Shrek Seven Devils and Ning Fengzhi beside him and immediately became troubled.

Although he was eager to know why Titan called him that, Ning Fengzhi had just helped him and was also Ning Rongrong's father. It seemed that he had come to find him, and it would be unreasonable for him to leave.

Ning Fengzhi, being the person he was, could easily see Tang San's embarrassment. He smiled slightly and said, "I think it would be better if we, since we're already at Shrek Academy, took a look around. Hercules is probably the parent of one of the students here, so why don't we go in together?"

Although Titan was unwilling, he could see Tang San's predicament and reluctantly nodded, saying, "Alright then. Who will be in charge of the academy?" His last sentence was extremely loud, making the ears of the students present ring.

Although Zhao Wuji was reluctant to face Titan, he had no choice but to step forward. He quickly approached and said with a forced smile, "Brother Titan, long time no see. How have you been?"

Upon seeing Zhao Wuji, Titan was also taken aback, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "So it's you, kid. We haven't been able to find you all these years, and you've been hiding here. We'll settle our score later. Find us a quiet room; I need to speak with the young master in detail."

Neither Titan nor Ning Fengzhi were people Zhao Wuji could afford to offend. At this moment, Flander, Grandmaster, Liu Erlong, and even the Poison Douluo who could keep the situation in check were all absent. He didn't want this place to be torn down by this Hercules. He hurriedly said, "Guests from afar, please come inside. All students should go back to class. Who allowed you to gather here?"

With the teachers' support, the students quickly and slowly returned to school. Zhao Wuji personally led the Titan family, several members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Tang San into the academy.

Zhao Wuji winked at Tang San and said, "Little San, go and get ready, change your clothes, and then come to the conference room on the fourth floor."

Tang San was covered in sweat and blood. Although his body had recovered with the help of Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he was still in a very sorry state. He agreed and headed towards the dormitory with the Shrek Seven Devils.

"Brother, how are you?" Xiao Wu took Tang San's arm, held his right hand, and slowly poured her soul power into Tang San's body.

Tang San quickly declined her offer, saying, "Xiao Wu, don't worry, I'm fine now."

(End of this chapter)