In the arena, Tang San’s figure paused, and he suddenly turned his head.
His icy eyes stared fixedly at Lu Xiao outside the crowd, hiding a trace of solemnity and vigilance in the depths of his eyes.
Ning Rongrong’s small hand tightly clutched Lu Xiao’s sleeve, her small face turning pale as she murmured, “How terrifying… He, he is actually really going to kill someone…”
Xiao Wu’s brows furrowed slightly, ready to make a move at any time!
Lu Xiao walked forward slowly and looked indifferently at Tang San, “Student disputes are at most student brawls; taking a life with a strike is going too far.”
Tang San’s heart shook; he never expected that someone could clearly see his strike.
“What are you talking about?
I don’t understand what you’re saying!”
As the words fell, he turned around and was about to leave.
“Tang San!
Stop right there!”
Wang Sheng strode forward, directly blocking in front of Tang San with his arms spread wide to completely block the path, his face turning livid, filled with disappointment and fury.
“Get out of the way.”
Tang San’s footsteps suddenly stopped, a trace of impatience and coldness flashing across the depths of his eyes, “He insulted my mentor; even if he died, he deserved it!”
After finishing, the Soul Power around his body surged, and a faint white light lit up from his body.
Tang San raised his right hand, and the ethereal Blue Silver Grass grew out from his palm.
As he waved his right hand, the Blue Silver Grass fluttered around his feet.
A faint yellow Soul Ring rose from beneath Tang San’s feet, hovering and rhythmically moving up and down around his body.
“A century-old Soul Ring.”
Everyone present, except for Lu Xiao and the other two, all gasped in cold air.
Notting City was not large, and Notting Academy was not a particularly good Soul Master academy.
The first grade represented children only six to seven years old.
Cultivating to the Soul Master Realm in the first grade had never happened in the entire history of the Notting Elementary Soul Master Academy.
At this time, Wang Sheng was also somewhat shaken.
A century-old Soul Ring could simply not be something Tang San obtained by himself.
Since someone could help him obtain a century-old Soul Ring and help him Cultivate to the Soul Master Realm,
then just how massive was the backing behind Tang San, who shared the identity of a working student just like him!
Even Xiao Chenyu was somewhat regretful at this moment.
If Tang San had a major Family supporting him, angering him might bring a catastrophic disaster upon oneself.
“Isn’t it just a century-old Soul Ring?
What’s so rare about it!”
Ning Rongrong looked at the shocked expressions of everyone present and felt somewhat helpless.
Everyone turned their heads in unison, looking at the little girl on the outer edge of the crowd with brocaded clothes, jade-like skin, and a luxurious aura, their eyes filled with astonishment.
A century-old Soul Ring?
Not rare?
Only Lu Xiao had a strange expression, staring at that yellow Soul Ring while wondering what he was thinking.
When they were in the Soul Hunting Forest, he and Xiao Wu had slain quite a few century-old Soul Beasts, making them extremely familiar with century-old Soul Rings.
In his view, the Soul Power aura of Tang San’s Soul Ring was exceptionally weak!
At this moment, Xiao Wu leaned close to Lu Xiao’s ear and said softly, “Lu Xiao, the Soul Ring on his body doesn’t seem to be a century-old Soul Ring, right?”
Xiao Wu’s perception of Soul Rings and Soul Beast auras far exceeded ordinary people.
She could clearly perceive that the internal Soul Power of Tang San’s Soul Ring was thin, lacking even the slightest foundation of a century-old Soul Ring.
Lu Xiao nodded slightly and responded in a low voice, “You saw correctly, it’s fake.”
Although the two of them spoke in low voices, the surroundings were extremely quiet, and every single word clearly entered everyone’s ears.
The moment the words fell, the entire audience was in an uproar!
The expressions of the students who were originally in awe instantly became extremely colorful.
“Fake?
It’s actually a fake century-old Soul Ring?”
“I said that piece of trash Yu Xiaogang can barely handle a ten-year Soul Beast, how could he possibly hunt a century-old Soul Beast for his disciple!”
“No wonder the color looked so pale; it turns out it was just for show!”
Fragmented discussions burst forth densely, like countless fine needles stabbing fiercely into Tang San’s heart.
“Lu Xiao!”
Tang San gnashed his teeth, saying word by word.
“You humiliated me in public, do you dare to fight me!”
“Right here, a fair duel!”
The surrounding students instantly quieted down, everyone holding their breath and locking their gazes firmly on the two people in the arena.
Xiao Wu stepped forward, but Lu Xiao gently raised his hand to stop her.
Lu Xiao’s expression was calm, his gaze without ripples, and his tone lazy and indifferent, “You are unworthy.”
Three simple words completely ignited Tang San’s fury.
“You’re courting death!”
Tang San let out a stern roar, urging his Martial Soul: “Blue Silver Grass, Binding!”
The pseudo-century-old Soul Ring lit up with a mixed yellow and white light, and a Blue Silver Grass vine as thick as a finger struck toward Lu Xiao.
Lu Xiao smiled faintly, allowing the Blue Silver Grass to land on his body.
Seeing this, a smug smile appeared at the corners of Tang San’s mouth.
But the next second, the smile at the corners of his mouth abruptly stopped.
Only to see the Soul Power around Lu Xiao vibrate, and the vines on his body instantly shattered into pieces!
Xiao Wu’s “poisonous tongue” reached its peak, “Why aren’t you laughing?
Why aren’t you laughing anymore?
Could it be that you were born not liking to laugh?”
Instead of retreating, Tang San counterattacked.
Stepping on the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his hands congealed like cold jade as he rushed toward Lu Xiao.
He was very confident in himself.
In his eyes, Lu Xiao was merely a six-year-old child; even if his strength was slightly greater, he was definitely not his match.
Yet in Lu Xiao’s eyes, all of Tang San’s movements were ridiculously slow.
He suddenly raised his right hand, his arm slightly lowering, his waist exerting force—a simple, straightforward punch without any fancy tricks!
Bang!!!
A muffled impact sound suddenly exploded!
This punch was incomparably accurate, striking right in the center of Tang San’s left chest cavity!
The formidable and overbearing power instantly poured in, penetrating skin and flesh to directly shake his bones!
Crack!
A crisp and piercing sound of bones cracking rang out.
Tang San’s forward-charging figure instantly stiffened, the fierce expression on his face freezing instantly, replaced by pain and shock.
He only felt a sharp pain in his chest cavity, his entire half-body instantly going numb, and several ribs in his chest were abruptly broken by this punch!
That immense force, like a flash flood and tsunami, violently flung his entire person flying out!
Pfft—
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed into midair, and Tang San’s figure fell in a disheveled state, heavily smashing onto the bluestone slab.
The ground trembled slightly, and gravel splashed everywhere.
The atmosphere suddenly congealed!
Everyone widened their eyes, looking at the scene before them with utter disbelief.
At this moment, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong dazedly gazed at the calmly standing youth, their eyes surging with undisguised affection and burning adoration.
In Xiao Wu’s eyes, Lu Xiao was forever omnipotent, able to steadily protect everyone, peerless under heaven.
Ning Rongrong at the side was even stunned watching.
Lu Xiao no longer bothered with the unconscious Tang San, turning around to leave with the two girls.
He was somewhat curious: how far could Tang San, affected by him and having absorbed a pseudo-century-old Soul Ring, actually go!
After Lu Xiao and the others left, Xiao Chenyu glanced at the fallen Tang San and said coldly, “Notify the principal and let the school authorities handle this matter.”
In the evening, under the instructions of Ning Fengzhi, Notting Academy expelled Tang San!
Carrying the heavily injured Tang San on his back, Yu Xiaogang walked out of the academy with a heart full of malice.
Along the way, the passing students and teachers all pointed fingers at the two of them.
“Teacher, I hate this!” Tang San lay on Yu Xiaogang’s back, his face pale!
Yu Xiaogang’s footsteps paused.
He turned his head to glance at Tang San on his back whose eyes were filled with ferocity, and said in a deep voice while gritting his teeth, “So what if it’s a pseudo-century-old Soul Ring?
You are the possessor of the third Twin Martial Souls on the continent; I will find a method for you to Breakthrough the limitations of the Twin Martial Souls!”
“By that time, you will be a Titled Douluo with eighteen Soul Rings!
No one under heaven will be your match!”
“The day you achieve success will be the time to trample Lu Xiao and wash away all the humiliation of today!”
His words were earnest, and when speaking of the grievances, tears streamed down his aged face.
Seeing this, Tang San’s resentment in his heart towards Yu Xiaogang for causing him to absorb a ten-year Soul Ring quietly dissipated by more than half.
The discussions and sneers by the roadside were still endless, and those sarcastic gazes were like countless sharp knives, stabbing fiercely into the two of them.
Tang San clenched his teeth tightly, traces of blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
In the depths of his eyes, the seeds of hatred completely took root and sprouted.
“An eighteen-Soul Ring Titled Douluo… Teacher, I will definitely accomplish it.”