Chapter 676: Beware of Pride and Impatience

Inside the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena.

There are many teams participating in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition.

There are representatives from nearly thirty colleges.

Most people's interest is still attracted by those famous teams.

Lan Ba ​​Academy is just a little-known institution on the mainland.

All the participating teams were dressed in bright colors, including gold, silver, red, and white.
Various decorations and patterns.

There is also the most important and distinctive college logo.

Dressed in those gorgeous uniforms, the young soul masters walked with their heads held high.
Entering the great fighting arena, facing the admiration of many civilians.

He is so heroic and can't help but feel like he is looking down on the world.

Looking at those young soul masters.

Even Flanders felt a surge of emotion and couldn't help but sigh.

"This world of soul masters is never short of geniuses."

“Indeed, they are all geniuses.”

Yu Xiaogang agreed softly.

His vocal cords were compressed by fat, making his voice even more unpleasant.

Wiping the sweat with a handkerchief.

The remaining one-eyed man was full of pride and arrogance, and continued to add:
“However, after this competition…”

"My disciple Xiao San will also become what they call a genius."

"Pfft~!"

As soon as Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, Liu Erlong couldn't help but sneer.

The disgust on his face turned into contempt.

Flanders heard his beloved's laughter and misunderstood the meaning, so he smiled and said:
"Has Erlong started laughing at the thought of winning the championship?"

"With Xiao San here, it is indeed possible to win the championship."

Yu Xiaogang lowered his folded neck, made a humble gesture, and spoke proudly.

Liu Erlong smiled, without looking back, and said frankly:
"Boss Fu, have you forgotten about the Spirit Hall? I don't dare to think about winning the championship."

Liu Erlong's words.

Flanders' smile froze, and he had no choice but to shut up.

They had already heard about what happened in the last Soul Master Competition.

Whenever we talk about it, it is the shadow of all the major colleges.

Even he finds it scary.
At the age of eighteen, he challenged the most outstanding group of geniuses in the entire soul master world.

Five years have passed now.

He was only twenty-three and still qualified to fight.

But who knows how much he has grown?
At that time, even the martial soul was not activated.

He doesn't dare to play like that!

"The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall is indeed very powerful, but he has promised in advance that he will not participate in the battle this time."

Yu Xiaogang gripped his cane tightly, with ambition in his eyes.

"Yes, Erlong, we are not hopeless."

Flanders finally regained some confidence.

But Yu Xiaogang's next words silenced him.

"Besides, with my guidance, Xiao San's future achievements may not be inferior to his."

"Uh--"

Flanders turned his head in horror and looked at his fat and big-eared brother next to him.

Who? Tang San? The Son who surpassed the Spirit Hall?

Just smashed!

Could it be that when you broke through to Soul Master, your soul power rushed to your brain nerves?
Did it damage your brain?

The little dancers and the other girls who were watching the fun from behind couldn't help but be a little stunned.

I find it particularly funny.

Especially Ning Rongrong, there was a deep disdain in her eyes.

Not now.

She had already learned from Ning Fengzhi and the others that Qian Renjue had already reached the limit of a soul master.

Even in the past, from childhood to adulthood
She also hadn't heard from her father, grandfather or others that there was anyone who could compare to her brother, the Holy Son.

To Qianren Jue
Ning Fengzhi and the others have been praising each other since they were young, and only underestimated each other.

Can't even boast about it.

Because of Ning Fengzhi and the others' flattery, in the end, they still underestimated the Son of God.
"Ah"

Liu Erlong laughed silently, feeling more and more that the fat pig behind him was beneath her.

She really should have added some real pig feed!
Give him some cerebellum supplements.

"As long as you are happy, I will wait and see."

"Erlong, you will see."

Yu Xiaogang nodded seriously and turned to look at Tang San.

"Xiao San, you think so, right?"

"The teacher is right."

Tang San, wearing a mask, nodded without even looking at Yu Xiaogang.

This nominal teacher
I'm afraid I don't even know when I taught him.

He has always been pure and honest, and respects his teachers.

I had no choice but to not mind Yu Xiaogang's deception and self-admiration.

Even if Yu Xiaogang didn't mention it.

As the future of Haotian Sect, this is what he should do.

Tang San smiled and said confidently:

"I, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, will surpass him sooner or later!"

"Pfft~!" Just as Tang San finished speaking, a sneer sounded in his ears.

Zhu Zhuqing and the other girls looked over and immediately narrowed their eyes as if they were burned.

It was a fiery red team.

The laughing person takes the lead, and her red is even purer.

Even her hair was like a flame, and her figure was tall and straight.

The delicate and beautiful face is full of sarcasm.

Staring straight at Tang San.

"You just said you wanted to surpass the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?"

"So what?"

Tang San frowned and took it calmly.

"Haha~ That's really funny."

The girl couldn't help laughing as if she heard a joke.

She stretched out her jade finger and pointed at Tang San casually.

"You'd better pray that you don't run into us so early, you who are too shameless to face others."

"Otherwise, I will teach you to face the reality."

"Not just any random person can boast of surpassing the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

“Even if they are neck and neck, that won’t work.”

The tall woman with fiery red hair glanced at Tang San with contempt.

Then he turned around and looked at the team in blue clothes behind him.

He asked the masked man who was leading the group:

"Feng Xiaotian, what do you think?"

"Uh-huh"

Feng Xiaotian scratched his hair awkwardly and nodded.

He will never forget
five years ago.

The fledgling two-headed little wolf was just about to make his mark in the world of soul masters.

All his pride was shattered by a slap from that monster.

It hit the ground and hurt.

Let him be humble and cautious with his innate full soul power.

"Humph! You boost others' morale while destroying your own prestige, and you're still very proud of it."

Tai Long stood behind Tang San and snorted coldly.

"Ah"

Feng Xiaotian looked at Tang San without any arrogance or impatience.

"You may have some strength."

"But only when you really face it, you will know the feeling of powerlessness."

"Summer insects cannot speak of ice."

"In front of that monster, no matter how talented you are, you will be eclipsed."

Feng Xiaotian was also helpless and even desperate.

He is twenty-four this year, and he was even a year older when they first fought.

But still couldn't withstand a slap.

Well known
Full innate soul power is considered the pinnacle of talent, but it is also vulnerable.

"Haha. Okay, Feng Xiaotian, let's go."

Huo Wu smiled, obviously in a good mood.

Lead the team away slowly.

"I will definitely make it to the finals this time and go to Wuhun City to see him in person."

"See what he looks like."

Done.

Huo Wu even took the time to look back and made a throat-cutting gesture towards Tang San and the others.

"..."

Tang San frowned.

Is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall really so unshakable?

In addition, where did those hidden weapons and the Spirit Hall come from?
Could it be.

Aren’t there more than just him and Zhu Zhuqing, two alien visitors to Douluo Continent?
Zhu Zhuqing and the others looked strange.

what is this?
Admirer?
Fan girl?

"Ahem, Tang Xiaoyin, don't be discouraged, Sister Xiaowu believes in you!"

"You can do it! Come on!"

Xiao Wu took advantage of the opportunity to continue her tea art performance.

Tang San came back to his senses and said with a solemn oath:

"Xiao Wu, don't worry, I will definitely try my best to trample that person under my feet!"

"Uh-huh. Hehe."

Xiao Wu's face was stiff and she clenched her fists.

He suppressed the urge to kick Tang San to death and shook his head and nodded reluctantly.

He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said viciously:
"If you can't do it, you're dead!"

"We must do it!"

Tang San answered decisively.

He had no idea that Xiao Wu was not joking or encouraging him.

It is the real thought in my heart and also the fact.

I wish you all a happy life!

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(End of this chapter)