hotmtlnovel Chapter 174 Tang 3: It was clearly Dugu Bo who stole my Ice and Fire.
Chapter 174 Tang 3: It was clearly Dugu Bo who stole my Ice and Fire.
Chapter 174 Tang San: It was clearly Dugu Bo who stole my Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well!
Just then.
A pink figure could no longer contain her excitement and longing. Like a swallow returning to its nest, she rushed up from behind with a sob in her voice and hugged Tang San tightly around the waist and back.
"elder brother--!"
Xiao Wu buried her face deeply in Tang San's clothes, her voice filled with a sob and the joy of regaining what she had lost. Her tears quickly soaked his clothes.
Tang San paused slightly. He could clearly feel the intense and rapid heartbeat behind him, as well as the subtle but uncontrollable trembling.
The next second, the icy aura surrounding him melted away like spring snow.
Tang San slowly turned around, his movements gentle yet firm.
He turned around and pulled Xiao Wu, who was clinging to him, into his arms even tighter. One hand steadily supported her slender waist, while the other gently stroked her long hair.
"Little Wu, don't cry." Gently wiping away the tears on Little Wu's cheeks, Tang San comforted her, his voice trembling slightly. "I'm back now, aren't I? It's alright, everything is alright."
Xiao Wu looked up, her face streaked with tears, and asked through sobs:
"Brother, what...what exactly happened? I heard from Dean Flander that you stole something from Dugu Bo, which is why he arrested you. Luckily...luckily, Uncle showed up in time to save you. Is that true?"
Upon hearing this, Tang San's originally gentle gaze instantly turned icy cold, his eyes turning a terrifying blood red, and an uncontrollable rage emanated from his body.
"fart!"
He suddenly looked up and roared like thunder.
The angry shout startled Xiao Wu, making her tremble slightly, and even those around her felt a chill run down their spines.
"That Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire is a treasure trove formed by heaven and earth, a place of exceptional beauty and vitality. How did it become Dugu Bo's private garden?! I clearly discovered it first and entered it. That old poisoner arrived shortly after, and seeing the treasure, he coveted it. Relying on his Title Douluo cultivation, he tried to forcibly seize it, and even tried to kill me!"
His chest heaved violently, and Tang San's voice was filled with resentment.
He became more and more agitated as he spoke, his clenched fists turning slightly white at the knuckles.
"Dean Flanders and the others, without knowing the full story, only believed that old poisoner's one-sided account and assumed I stole it? What bastards!"
Seeing Tang San so agitated, Xiao Wu nodded vigorously, her small hands gripping his clothes tightly. "Brother, I believe you! Don't be angry... I'm just scared..."
As she spoke, she buried her face in Tang San's arms, her voice trembling with sobs and lingering fear.
"Brother, promise me you'll take me with you wherever you go from now on, okay? No matter what danger we encounter, we'll be together. I don't want to be separated from you again... not even for a second!"
"Okay. I promise you, Xiao Wu."
Nodding, Tang San wiped away Xiao Wu's tears while comforting her.
Just then, a voice filled with surprise and uncertainty came from behind them.
"The other woman?! Is it really you back?"
Everyone turned around and saw Flander walking briskly towards them.
His face was filled with unbelievable joy. He pushed up his crystal glasses, looked Tang San over carefully, and then excitedly slapped his thigh: "Good! Good! It's good you're back! Just in time! I thought you wouldn't make it to this competition!"
"Don't just stand there! Quick, everyone! The opening ceremony of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is about to begin. We must get to the Heaven Dou Arena immediately, or we'll be in big trouble!"
At this moment, the wrinkles on Flander's face seemed to smooth out a lot. Then, remembering the important matter, he quickly composed himself, waved vigorously at everyone, and spoke in a hurried and somewhat excited tone.
At the same time, the Grandmaster's gaze swept over Tang San, his eyes filled with renewed hope and confidence. "Little San, we can talk about it on the way! Now, let's set off immediately!"
"Hmm." Upon hearing this, Tang San nodded slightly.
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Outside the Heavenly Battle Arena, the noise was deafening.
Looking out, the dense crowd stretched from the massive archway entrance of the Soul Arena all the way to the distant streets, with almost no end in sight.
Whether they were simply dressed commoners or nobles in luxurious carriages, they all gathered here with fervor, blocking the surrounding roads.
The air was filled with waves of excitement, anticipation, and restlessness.
The sounds of various discussions, hawking, and shouts mingled together, creating a deafening noise.
If it weren't for the large number of disciplined Heavenly Dou royal army soldiers, clad in bright silver armor and wielding spears, forming human walls at key locations to maintain order, this fanatical crowd would likely have already spiraled out of control, turning the place into a chaotic vortex.
In this boiling ocean, one team stands out as particularly eye-catching.
They did not struggle through the crowd like other colleges.
Leading the group was an elderly man dressed in a dark green robe, with a slender build and sinister eyes. He merely glanced ahead, and the invisible pressure of his titled Douluo aura caused the crowded people in front of him to instinctively part as if by an invisible hand, making way for him.
Following behind him was the Tianxing Academy's participating team.
Everyone was dressed uniformly in a well-fitting, sharp blue outfit, made of superior material that shimmered with a faint blue-gold luster in the sunlight. Most striking was the emblem on their left chests—the emblem of Tianxing Academy, cleverly interwoven with three martial spirits.
A resilient blue silver grass, a coiled, hissing green phosphorescent snake, and a swan poised for flight. This unique composite totem symbolizes the academy's three venerable founders.
Under Dugu Bo's leadership, the Tianxing Academy team moved through the area without hindrance.
Under the watchful eyes of envy, awe, or curiosity, they calmly and ostentatiously entered the magnificent Soul Arena.
The group from Tianxing Academy had just stepped into the magnificent inner passage of the Great Soul Arena.
Before they could even get a good look at the magnificent scene inside, several extremely harsh and malicious jeers pierced their ears.
"Pfft, look over there! What kind of bizarre outfits are those from?!"
A young man in a fancy school uniform clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he was doubled over, and pointed his finger unceremoniously to the other side of the passage.
"My God, clothes that are shit-green?! Did they dye this color in a latrine?! It stinks! Hahaha!"
His companion immediately echoed him, speaking very loudly, as if afraid that those around them wouldn't hear him.
Another person pointed at the conspicuous "GG" logos on the Shrek Academy members' chests, their face full of disdain: "Tsk tsk, look at them, they even have 'GG' embroidered on their clothes! Are they so poor they can't even afford food, so they're selling themselves to get 'GG'? They're so poor, why are they even participating in the Soul Master Competition? They might as well beg on the streets!"
Some people even directed vicious words at Ma Hongjun.
"Look at that fat guy, he's as round as a ball, the ground shakes when he walks, right? Can he even compete? I think they're just here to make up the numbers and be a laughing stock!"
If there were a crack in the ground right now, everyone from Shrek Academy would want to crawl into it immediately.
Their gazes cut through the noisy crowd, and Tang Chuan and Dugu Bo immediately spotted Tang San. Their brows furrowed simultaneously, then they exchanged a glance and said in unison:
"Tang San! He's back?"
"Let's go take a look!"
Immediately afterwards, the two walked towards where the Shrek group was.
Tang San and his companions were currently feeling extremely embarrassed by the disdainful looks and whispers coming from all around them, and many of them subconsciously covered their chests and backs with their hands.
I wish I could bury my face in the ground.
Flander walked at the front, acting as if he didn't know any of the people behind him.
Even the master in the wheelchair was not slow at all. He kept rubbing the pulleys on both sides of him to speed up and keep up with Flander.
Just then, a discordant voice came from the side.
"Oh my, aren't these the thieves who stole my medicinal herbs?"
"What? A bunch of thieves dare to participate in the competition? You're not going to do poorly in the end, so you'll secretly steal the prizes, are you?"
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