"Xiao Xiao San!"
Yu Xiaogang called out, his voice slightly stuttering.
Tang San's body stiffened.
He turned stiffly and looked in the direction of the voice.
A familiar figure came into view.
"Teacher!"
"Boom!"
Tang San's mind went blank.
He hadn't expected the teacher to come looking for him so soon.
Throwing the brush aside, Tang San ran straight towards Yu Xiaogang.
The latter was equally excited, even though Tang San didn't look well.
But he had finally seen him.
"Boom!"
When the two were still about ten feet apart,
Tang San's knees buckled, and he knelt directly before Yu Xiaogang.
"Teacher, I'm sorry."
"I..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Tang San burst into tears.
"I'm so ashamed of your teachings."
Yu Xiaogang had originally wanted to sternly reprimand Tang San.
But now, seeing Tang San's actions, he softened his heart.
No matter what Tang San's reason was for staying in Zuihualou,
Let's take him back and find out more slowly.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang pulled Tang San and prepared to leave.
Turning around, the old procuress was already blocking their path.
Standing beside her were two burly men.
Seeing these two thugs, Tang San's legs began to tremble with fear.
Clearly traumatized by the beating.
"Is this kid Tang San?"
The madam smiled, looking at Yu Xiaogang fearlessly.
"This is my disciple. I'm taking him away now."
Yu Xiaogang was a little frightened.
But he had no choice but to go ahead.
"Your disciple owes us at Zuihualou money. Once you've paid it off, you can leave."
"How much?"
Yu Xiaogang frowned.
As long as she could take Tang San away, money was a small matter.
Just then, the madam's lips curled up into a meaningful smile.
Then she extended a finger toward Yu Xiaogang.
"One hundred gold soul coins!"
"What?!"
Not only was Yu Xiaogang confused.
Tang San was also anxious.
He immediately retorted,
"Isn't it forty gold soul coins?"
The madam smiled.
"Originally it was forty, but now with the interest it's a total of one hundred!"
"What?"
Tang San's mouth twitched.
"You!"
He clenched his fists, wanting to strike, but his strength wasn't enough.
Yu Xiaogang also noticed that the soul power fluctuations of the two thugs were stronger than his own.
At this point, there was no better solution.
He gritted his teeth and stamped his foot.
He pulled a purse from his soul guide.
Then he threw it towards the madam.
"Here are one hundred gold soul coins!"
With that, he pulled Tang San away.
The madam didn't try to stop him.
She took a quick glance.
The money was real, and the amount was almost certain.
If that was the case, there was no need to pressure him any further.
Yu Xiaogang quickly returned to the hotel with Tang San.
The two of them said nothing along the way.
They simply kept on going.
Even after returning, Yu Xiaogang simply told Tang San to pack up and rest.
Still, he didn't ask him anything.
This left Tang San somewhat bewildered.
The next morning, when the Shrek group gathered,
Tang San also appeared with Yu Xiaogang.
Except for Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Flanders,
Everyone else looked surprised.
Then Yu Xiaogang suggested that Tang San start tonight.
Like the other students, he would begin participating in the Soto Grand Soul Arena's Soul Fighting.
The day passed quickly.
Night fell, and it was time for the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
The Shrek group reappeared, wearing masks.
Unlike yesterday, this time they numbered eight.
After Yu Xiaogang registered Tang San for the Soul Fighting Arena,
the group entered the Soda Great Soul Fighting Arena together.
Today was once again the thirteenth Soul Fighting Arena.
I wonder if it was a coincidence that the first one-on-one Soul Fighting Arena was Tang San's.
After a quarter-hour break, the host's voice echoed through the sub-sector Soul Fighting Arena.
"One-on-one Soul Fighting Match One!"
"Let's welcome our first Soul Master!"
"A Level 25 Attack-type Soul Master codenamed 'Chrysanthemum Letter'!"
As soon as the words fell, a man in a yellow robe stepped onto the Soul Fighting Arena.
"Next, let's welcome his opponent!"
"A Level 28 Control-Type Spirit Master codenamed 'Shrek Eight'!"
Just then, the host called out Tang San's codename.
"Both of you are Great Spirit Masters participating in the Soto Great Spirit Arena for the first time."
"I wonder what kind of sparks they'll create, and whether they'll surprise us?"
"Let's wait and see!"
When Tang San first appeared, he didn't receive much applause from the audience.
But he didn't mind.
Of course, he wasn't famous right now, but as long as he took steady steps, one step at a time,
One day, he would attract everyone's attention and win their applause.
After Yu Xiaogang's daily brainwashing,
Tang San would occasionally give himself some PUA.
In a short while, he was already filled with confidence again.
Standing on the stage, Tang San studied his opponent.
Yellow robe, black hair, slender figure, and a fine demeanor.
But the spirit power fluctuations around him weren't very strong.
From the host's introduction, Tang San learned that this person's spirit power was only level 25.
This was also his first time participating in a spirit battle in the Soto Grand Spirit Arena.
This gave him a huge boost of confidence.
The spirit power difference between his opponent and himself was a full three levels.
That was not something to be ignored.
When his opponent saw Tang San's attire, his brows furrowed.
"Wearing a mask?"
"Pretending?"
At this point, the audience gradually focused their attention on Tang San.
Such a mysterious figure, surely his strength must be quite strong?
This should be a fascinating battle.
"It seems a spirit master wearing the same mask as him participated in the Soul Fight yesterday, and they were both quite powerful!"
Someone said this.
Immediately, cheers erupted from the audience.
The atmosphere in the arena had already reached a climax.
The host waved his hand and announced the start of the Soul Fight with a smile.
"Swish!"
The moment he finished speaking, the yellow-robed man began to mobilize his spirit power.
Followed by two spirit rings, one white and one yellow, slowly rising from his feet.
At the same time, a gleaming spear appeared in the man's hand.
It was his martial spirit—the Chrysanthemum Spear!
Tang San didn't dare to delay and similarly mobilized his spirit power to release his own spirit rings.
At the same time, he began to activate the Mysterious Heavenly Art.
The same two spirit rings, one white and one yellow.
On his right hand, deep blue silver grass grew.
Then, they spread around Tang San's body.
The audience frowned slightly.
Whether it was his spirit rings or his martial spirits,
The masked boy didn't bring them much surprise.
Some shook their heads.
The spirit battle hadn't even begun, but their interest had already waned significantly.
Clearly, their initial expectations were too high, and the subsequent disappointment was somewhat disappointing.
(End of this chapter)