Douluo Continent: Transmigrated into Tang San's Younger Sister and Became a God with Two Martia

Chapter 78 The Power Clan

As Tailong and Tang San walked out of the classroom, the students who were originally in a hurry to leave no longer rushed to go, but followed them, wanting to see what was going on.

Tang Nian and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance. They weren't worried about Tang San's strength; on the contrary, they were more concerned that Tai Long might get beaten up next.

Talon let out a scream, and then his muscles swelled up rapidly, tearing through his clothes and revealing his muscular physique.

Tang Nian couldn't help but marvel at how terrifyingly muscular men could be.

Tailong waved his hand defiantly at Tang San and said arrogantly, "Come on, kid! Let me see just how strong you really are!"

Before he finished speaking, he swung his fist and charged at Tang San, the wind from his punch whistling through the air, his momentum fierce.

Tang Nian and Xiao Wu stood closest to the two, and behind them came the whispers of other classmates.

"Talon is so strong, this guy is definitely going to suffer."

"Yeah, with his skinny frame, he actually dared to compete with Tyrone in strength. I really don't know what he was thinking."

"Let's be careful, just enough to stop. Try to persuade Tyrone not to go too far, after all, we're all in the same boat."

Before he could finish speaking, Tang San clenched his fist and rammed it straight into Tai Long's fist. With a crisp sound of bones colliding, a look of astonishment flashed across Tai Long's face, and then he was knocked back several steps.

Tang San said calmly, "You are no match for me."

Tyrone roared, his face full of indignation, "If you don't believe me, let's try again."

Immediately afterward, Tyrone rushed forward again, and their fists collided once more, producing a dull thud.

"Bang bang bang—"

"Knock knock knock—"

The sounds of fists colliding with flesh echoed continuously, like muffled thunder, making the surrounding air heavy.

What the group witnessed next was a scene they would never forget: Tyrone flew around like a sandbag in front of them, finally landing on the ground with a bruised and swollen face.

The way everyone looked at Tang San now revealed a hint of horror. Fortunately, they hadn't provoked anyone they shouldn't have.

"Alright, brother." Tang Nian quickly said as Tang San's fist was still an inch away from Tai Long.

Tang San barely managed to retract his fist, took a deep breath, and calmed the surging blood and qi within his body.

Tang Nian sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation. She hadn't even realized what was happening and hadn't expected Tang San to be so ruthless. Sure enough, when it came to his future wife, his attitude was quite serious.

Tang Nian lowered her voice and said, "Xiao Wu, take my brother to lunch. I'll go check on Tai Long."

"Okay." Xiao Wu nodded, smiled and walked forward, then took Tang San's hand and left.

After Tang San left, the group formed a circle and observed Tai Long, who was lying on the ground with his hand still cramping uncontrollably.

They all shook their heads, mourning his pitiful state.

Tang Nian waved her hand to shoo everyone away, "Alright, alright, it's getting late, everyone hurry up and have lunch, or the cafeteria will be out of food."

As expected, the mention of food quickly drew everyone's attention, and the crowd dispersed in an instant.

Tang Nian squatted down, glanced at Tailong's miserable appearance, and couldn't help but grin, muttering softly, "Why did you have to provoke him for no reason? You think you can mess with a cheat king like him?"

"What are you talking about?" Tyrone's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Alright, it was her own brother who hit her, so if she doesn't clean up the mess, who will?

Tang Nian took out a bottle of medicine she had swiped from Dugu Bo from her pocket, took out a pill and tossed it to Tailong, "It's for treating injuries, take it. Where do you live? I'll take you home."

"I'll say a few words about home life."

Tang Nian, "..."

Very well, I didn't hear a single word clearly.

Just then, Ma Hongjun happened to be passing by, carrying skewers he had just bought from the cafeteria. He rushed over in a flurry, asking, "What's wrong? Am I late? Is Third Brother done playing?"

He paused, glanced down at Tyrone, and clicked his tongue, saying, "Third Brother is still as ruthless as ever."

Tang Nian frowned as she looked at the wounds on Tai Long's body. She looked at Ma Hongjun and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

Ma Hongjun took a big bite of meat and asked, puzzled, "What?"

Tang Nian shook her head helplessly, pointed to Tai Long lying on the ground and said, "Let's help Tai Long up and take him home."

Ma Hongjun finished the remaining meat skewers in a few bites, clapped his hands, and said, "No problem." He then stepped forward and helped Tailong up.

Ma Hongjun struggled to hoist Tailong onto his back, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Goodness, this guy is really muscular, he's heavy."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Despite his complaints, Ma Hongjun carried Tailong forward without hesitation.

Tang Nian wanted to step forward and lend a hand, but Ma Hongjun avoided her, saying, "I can do it."

Tang Nian hadn't heard what Tyrone said at all, but luckily, he was famous enough in the academy that she could easily find out his address by asking a few people.

The Power Clan.

That's a really strange name. I wonder if everyone in their family is incredibly strong.

Tang Nian shook her head, banishing the strange thought from her mind.

Fortunately, the Power Clan was quite well-known in Tiandou City. Although Tang Nian and Ma Hongjun didn't know the way, they managed to bring Tailong here after asking passersby for directions.

Two guards at the entrance of the Power Clan stopped them. "Halt! What are you doing here?"

Tyrone pouted, muttering with dissatisfaction, "Didn't you even study for the cold knowledge exam?"

The guard frowned, his expression strange, a mixture of confusion and disgust. "You idiot, don't say anything. I didn't ask you anything."

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun's face flushed red, and he almost burst out laughing.

Tang Nian quickly explained, "I'm sorry to have troubled you two. This is Tailong. We are his classmates. We saw that he was injured today, so we thought we'd take him home."

After hearing this, the guard looked Tyrone up and down. Tyrone's face was so swollen from being beaten so badly that his original features were unrecognizable, but some features could still be vaguely discerned from his figure. He did indeed look somewhat similar to Tyrone.

The guard's expression instantly turned serious. "Please wait a moment."

After saying that, he turned and went inside to report the situation.

A short while later, a slightly older, burly man hurriedly followed the guard out.

When he saw Tailong on Ma Hongjun's body, his expression suddenly became serious. It was understandable that the guards didn't recognize him, but how could he not even recognize Tailong?

"Talon, are you alright?"

The man strode forward.

(End of this chapter)