In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 152 The pet dog has found a new owner

Inside the newly renovated Shrek Academy, in the small garden on the back hill.

"Third Brother, why does this guy look like a gorilla? His chest hair is showing, isn't he ashamed?"

Damn, this is a symbol of manhood, you know? Hearing people talking about him, Tyrone, who had just returned to the college for the start of the semester and was strolling around, turned his head and his eyes lit up.

What an adorable little girl.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Tang San, whose face was pale and thin. He immediately strode forward, crossed his arms, and coldly sneered, "You guys are new here, aren't you?"

"What? Want to fight?" Xiao Wu raised her chin provocatively. This guy was obviously looking for trouble, and she wasn't going to let him get away with it.

Tang San frowned slightly, his mind involuntarily recalling the scene when he was provoked by Wang Sheng when he first entered the Seventh Dormitory.

It seems that senior students putting on a show of power for freshmen isn't just a thing in junior soul master academies, but also in advanced ones. Moreover, the newcomer was staring at Xiao Wu just now; that was truly rude.

Lost in thought, he stepped forward and blocked Xiao Wu's path.

"Hmph! Gossiping behind people's backs, and now you're turning the tables on me. Fine, let's fight, who's afraid of who?" Tyrone said disdainfully. "With such a foul mouth, you must be orphaned, right? Today I'll teach your family a lesson."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to grab Tang San.

Tang San, who was born of a mother but raised without one, had a gloomy face, a cold glint in his eyes, and activated Ghost Shadow Persistence instantly.

Xiao Wu's eyes blazed with fury as she launched her attack.

With a barrage of "bang bang bang" mixed doubles blows, Tyrone was quickly beaten black and blue, with several bones broken, and he curled up on the ground howling in pain.

"Xiao Wu, let's go." Tang San said expressionlessly.

This is, after all, an academy, and Xiao Wu is right beside him; he doesn't want Xiao Wu to see anything too bloody.

Otherwise, this person would already be a corpse.

His little dance is not to be desecrated!

"Hmph, you dare to come and cause trouble without any strength? Don't you know your own limitations?" Xiao Wu snorted coldly and followed Tang San away.

In the afternoon, Tyronn's father, Tyno, and grandfather, Titan, both came to the training ground looking furious.

Then, they forced Tang San to unleash his second martial soul, and both of them knelt down.

"This old servant Titan greets the young master!" Titan's tone was very respectful, even somewhat tearful, like a long-lost pet dog that had found its owner again.

The stark contrast before and after startled all the Shrek members present.

Only Yu Xiaogang remained calm, as if he had expected this all along.

"???" Tyrone, whose body was wrapped in bandages and carried over by his tribesmen, looked completely bewildered.

No, I'm the one who got hurt!

You promised to stand up for me!

Am I, as your own son and grandson, less important than an outsider? It makes me question the meaning of life.

"What are you all standing there for! Haven't you greeted the young master yet?" Titan turned and glared at his grandson.

Tailong's already swollen face became even more red and swollen. He felt wronged and indignant. Why should he get the better treatment?

It was clearly the other person who started the insult by calling him a gorilla, and the other person who provoked him by saying they wanted to fight. Yet, he was the one who ended up severely injured, with broken bones and ligaments.

Now it seems like he's the one who's wrong, and he's even being asked to respect his enemy as the young master.

"Hmm?" Titan glared again, his eyes filled with anger, looking like he was about to make a move.

"Young Master." Tyrone shrank his neck, lowered his head and gritted his teeth as he called out, his eyes brimming with tears.

A man doesn't easily shed tears, unless he's truly heartbroken! He even had some doubts about whether he was his biological son.

Titan turned his head. "Young Master, what do you think? Should we find a quiet place first, and then reminisce about our master-servant relationship?"

"Teacher." Tang San turned to look at Yu Xiaogang.

"Go ahead," Yu Xiaogang said calmly.

Tang San was escorted away by Titan and his son, with Tai Long being carried by his clansmen behind him.

Tang San is Tang Hao's son? So, could it be that the Title Douluo who broke into Long Yingtian's villa at the academy was watching Tang San's departing figure? Yu Feng couldn't help but speculate. This is incredibly shocking! The dignified Haotian Douluo actually became a thief, and the target was none other than Long Yingtian, the young master of the Illusionary Beast Sect. If this is true, and if the Illusionary Beast Sect finds out, it's no joke.

I didn't see it, I didn't think about it, I don't know!

Knowing he couldn't afford to offend them, he immediately denied them three times in his mind.

Tang San was actually the son of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao. The others also had different thoughts and were not sure what they were thinking.

"Let's continue training," Yu Xiaogang said calmly, glancing around the room.

Yu Tianheng, Dai Mubai, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Yu Feng, Oscar, Jiang Zhu, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, and Tang San and Tai Long, who had just left—this was the team configuration he had just finalized. Including the substitutes, there were twelve people in total. Any more than that, according to the rules of previous Soul Master Tournaments, would exceed the substitute limit. Therefore, he had to remove Jing Ling and Huang Yuan.

Although Zhu Zhuqing's strength is low, having just absorbed her third spirit ring and broken through to level 31, she can form a spirit fusion skill with Dai Mubai, making her overall combat strength quite high.

Both Ma Hongjun and Yu Feng can fly, and their martial soul abilities can complement each other, which may have a surprising effect in the competition.

After careful consideration, Jing Ling and Huang Yuan, who were originally planned to be included, are now considered optional.

"There's still a year left. Dai Mubai, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, and Tai Long all have a chance to break through to the Soul Sect level, and they must break through to the Soul Sect level." He pondered to himself.

"Since we have the funds, I'll have Flander prepare more herbs to make medicinal baths to aid the team members' training later."

"That way, it'll be safer."

Even though his disciple Tang San's chances of breaking through to Soul Master before the start of the competition were slim, with Yu Tianheng, plus the four newly promoted Soul Masters Dai Mubai, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, and Tai Long, the team's overall strength was still quite impressive, in his opinion.

It's not necessarily impossible for them to compete for the championship.

What if we could get another soul bone from her for the mistress?

That night, inside the house.

Yu Xiaogang told Liu Erlong his idea, and the latter jumped up from his seat, "What? You're going to go find her?"

"Erlong, I'm doing this not only for Xiaosan, but also to help the team achieve final victory," Yu Xiaogang said softly. "Besides, Erlong, don't worry, she can never take me away. After all, we are husband and wife, even if it's just in name only."

Liu Erlong remained silent for a moment, then asked somewhat reluctantly, "So when are you planning to go?"

"Let's wait a while," Yu Xiaogang said, "until the team's training is on track."

"After I leave, you just need to strictly follow my training plan."

"Mm." Liu Erlong nodded gently.

"Erlong, you should get some rest. I'll go talk to Flander again." Yu Xiaogang turned and left.

Liu Erlong looked resentful.

One month later, in front of the Papal Palace in Wuhun City.

"Halt!" Two guards in silver armor blocked Yu Xiaogang's path, their expressions stern.

With one hand clasped behind his back, Yu Xiaogang calmly took out a token from his pocket.

"Greetings, Elder!" Upon seeing the design of the token, the two temple knights' expressions changed simultaneously, and they immediately knelt on one knee to pay their respects.

Yu Xiaogang puffed out his chest slightly and said calmly, "Take me to see the Pope."

"yes!"

(End of this chapter)