Chapter 101: Flander Who Dares to Be Angry but Not to Speak Out!
The arena was still buzzing with the aftermath of the intense Soul Fight, the air heavy with tension and the echoes of the crowd's cheers.
Under the relentless absorption of Tang San's Eight Spider Lances, the purple hue on Dai Mubai's body gradually faded. However, his face grew as pale as paper, his breathing rapid and labored, as if his very life force had been drained. Standing was a struggle, and he appeared weak and wilted.
"Xiao San, what's happening? Why… why do I feel weaker and weaker?" Dai Mubai raised his head slowly, his eyes filled with confusion and unease as he asked in a worried tone.
Tang San's lips curled into a barely perceptible arc, a fleeting glint of something unreadable in his eyes. "Mubai, it's just the aftereffect of the poison. Don't worry, you'll recover after a couple of days' rest."
As he spoke, Tang San slowly withdrew the Eight Spider Lances from Dai Mubai's body. A splatter of blood traced a dark red arc through the air, landing silently on the arena floor.
He turned, his gaze sweeping over the other Shrek Seven Devils. "Next… who's first?"
Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up instantly. He raised his hand eagerly, shouting, "Me! Me! Third Brother, help me get rid of the poison!"
As he spoke, he twisted his bulky frame, his hip slamming into Oscar's waist. Oscar yelped, stumbling back with a cry of "Ouch!"
Ignoring Oscar completely, Ma Hongjun scrambled toward Tang San with surprising agility for his size, his hands bracing against the ground as he crawled forward like an eager, oversized chicken, a fawning grin on his face.
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*On the Viewing Platform*
Flander patted Qin Ming's shoulder lightly, a warm smile on his face. He gestured toward Yu Xiaogang and said, "Qin Ming, let me introduce you. This is my dear brother of many years, Yu Xiaogang, renowned as the master of Spirit theory and now a teacher at Shrek Academy."
"Hello, Master," Qin Ming said, bowing respectfully.
Yu Xiaogang turned slightly, raising a hand to deflect the gesture. "No need for formalities."
Qin Ming frowned, puzzled by the response.
Flander quickly explained with a chuckle, "Qin Ming, I forgot to mention—Xiaogang is the uncle of your student, Yu Tianheng. In terms of seniority, you're of the same generation, so he wouldn't dare accept such a bow."
"What? The Master is Tianheng's elder?" Qin Ming's eyes widened in shock, a trace of surprise flickering across his face. Without hesitation, he waved to Oslo nearby. "Oslo, go to the lounge and summon the entire Royal Fight Team."
"Yes, Teacher Qin," Oslo replied, nodding and hurrying off.
At that moment, Yu Xiaogang's face darkened, a cold glint in his eyes. He turned abruptly, his tone stiff. "Flander, how many times have I told you? I have no ties to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If you keep this up, I'll no longer consider you my brother."
Flander froze, choking on his words. He managed a bitter smile and stepped closer to Qin Ming, whispering, "Don't take it to heart, Qin Ming. Xiaogang's just like that."
Before Qin Ming could respond, footsteps approached from the distance.
Yu Tianheng and the Royal Fight Team members strode forward swiftly, their breaths slightly hurried. They soon stood before Qin Ming.
Yu Tianheng stepped forward, glancing at Flander and the others with a hint of doubt. "Teacher Qin, what did you want to discuss?"
Qin Ming surveyed the Royal Fight Team and spoke gravely, "I called you here to tell you something. The Shrek team you fought today is from Shrek Academy, where I graduated from."
He raised a hand, pointing to Flander and Zhao Wuji. "These two are my teachers."
The team members blinked, exchanging surprised and confused glances before looking in the direction Qin Ming indicated.
Yu Tianheng's gaze lingered on a middle-aged man with a short, flat haircut standing with his back to Flander. The figure felt strangely familiar.
At the same time, Flander and Zhao Wuji's eyes moved past the front row of the Royal Fight Team, landing on a figure at the back.
A woman in golden robes stood there quietly, her golden hair cascading like a dazzling waterfall, her expression cold and detached, untouched by the surrounding chaos.
It was Xiao Ruier!
Flander and Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted, their faces darkening instantly. They recognized her at once—the woman who had previously crippled Ma Hongjun and injured Dai Mubai.
"Boss, it's her!?" Zhao Wuji's eyebrows twitched, his fists clenching unconsciously as he whispered.
Flander's eyes narrowed, his expression grim as still water, a fierce glint within them.
Ma Hongjun was Flander's direct disciple, now rendered a eunuch, his lineage severed. How could Flander not harbor hatred?
On the other side, Xiao Ruier's gaze met Flander and Zhao Wuji's. Unlike their heavy, somber expressions, her eyes held no fear—only a trace of disdain.
"I never imagined Teacher Qin graduated from this Shrek Academy. Hmph, aren't they all just trash? A bunch of weaklings who only know how to stir trouble and bully others," Xiao Ruier whispered to Tang Chuan beside her.
Tang Chuan looked at her fondly and replied calmly, "I don't like them either. If there's nothing else, shall we head back?"
"Mm," Xiao Ruier nodded slightly.
Tang Chuan stepped forward, addressing Qin Ming. "Teacher Qin, Ruier and I have other matters to attend to, so we'll head back first."
Qin Ming frowned, puzzled. "What's wrong? I was planning to book a restaurant later for a meal with the Royal Fight Team and the Shrek team. You two…"
Before he could finish, Tang Chuan cut him off. "Let's skip it. Shrek Academy believes that those who don't cause trouble are mediocre. I'm afraid we'd end up fighting again after dinner."
Without waiting for a response, Tang Chuan turned and walked toward the arena's exit with Xiao Ruier.
Flander watched Xiao Ruier's retreating figure, his chest heaving, his breathing heavy like a bellows. His fists clenched so tightly they creaked, yearning to rush forward and confront her.
But his gaze shifted to Tang Chuan's back and Qin Ming standing before him, and he forcibly suppressed his anger.
One was his prized student, the other Tang Hao's son.
Flander wasn't foolish. He could see Tang Chuan's close connection to the blonde woman. If he lost his temper now, things could spiral out of control.
Anger burned within him, but he dared not speak, forced to watch Xiao Ruier leave in silence.
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*Outside Soto Great Spirit Arena*
The night air was thick with an ominous chill as Bibi Dong, Gui Mei, Yue Douluo, and their entourage of cardinals descended silently near the arena.
Bibi Dong's eyes gleamed with cold determination. "Tang San and Tang Chuan are inside. Move swiftly. No mistakes."
Gui Mei nodded. "Your Holiness, we've secured the perimeter. They won't escape."
Yue Douluo's lips curled into a faint smile. "Two young prodigies with Blue Silver Grass Spirits. This will be… interesting."
Bibi Dong's voice was like ice. "Capture them alive. Spirit Hall will have use for their talents."
The group advanced, their soul power fluctuations barely perceptible, as they closed in on the arena.
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