Chapter 162: The Head-Pushing Squad

"Don't be impatient..."

Facing the furious Long Gong and She Po, Qin Jian still spread his hands calmly and said, "There are some things he doesn't even know himself. If it weren't for you forcing him with your lives, he might have had to wait until his father appeared himself to find out..."

Qin Jian turned his head to Tang San and said, "Xiao San, show these two seniors the martial soul in your left hand."

"Qin Jian, you..."

Tang San was shocked once again: "How could you know..."

"My teacher, Jian Douluo, met your father on the day I enrolled." Qin Jian could only say this.

He really didn't know where Tang San's irresponsible father had run off to; he was actually not here at a time like this.

"Sizzle..."

With a faint sound, a small hammer appeared on Tang San's left hand.

"Twin Martial Spirits?! Clear... Sky... Hammer!"

Long Gong and She Po undoubtedly widened their eyes.

Seeing these two "Peerless Dragon Couple" extras, who usually held the power of life and death, turn into this expression, Qin Jian felt secretly delighted...

In any case, Tang San would expose his martial soul sooner or later, and his father would appear in Wuhun City, so it shouldn't be much of a problem to advance the timeline a bit.

Besides, weren't these two always looking for a grandson-in-law...

"Then, could his father be... His Excellency Clear Sky?" She Po asked, trembling slightly.

Under Tang San's surprised and bewildered gaze, Qin Jian nodded very calmly.

Long Gong and She Po looked at each other and saw lingering fear in each other's eyes.

It was fortunate they hadn't made a grave mistake; otherwise, their entire family would have been wiped out. For Clear Sky Douluo, there was nothing that couldn't be solved with one hammer, and if it really didn't work, he could just hit it with another...

"Since that is the case, then this Man-faced Demon Spider is yours. Let's go."

After Long Gong finished speaking, he prepared to turn and leave.

"Grandfather!"

Seeing that Long Gong and She Po were about to leave, Meng Yiran immediately became anxious: "Grandfather, he snatched my Soul Beast twice, are we just going to let it go like this?"

Long Gong looked at his granddaughter with some helplessness and said, "Then what else do you want?"

Meng Yiran looked at her grandfather stubbornly: "Since you aren't willing to stand up for Yiran, then I'll do it myself. Tang San, if you are a man, compete with me one more time."

Tang San frowned: "You still want to compete with me? Have you forgotten that you were once defeated by me?"

"I won't bully you for having insufficient soul power now. This time we will compete in something else. If you win again, the Man-faced Demon Spider is yours," Meng Yiran said.

Then she proposed a competition of Hidden Weapon Technique, but was interrupted by Qin Jian before the competition began: "Wait, wait, this bet is unfair."

The kiss that should belong to Tang San must not be lost just because Oscar isn't here.

"How is it unfair?" Meng Yiran frowned and asked.

Qin Jian spread his hands and said, "If you win, our Tang San cannot absorb the Soul Ring, but if you lose, you don't pay any price. How can there be such a good deal?"

"Then what do you want?" Meng Yiran said with a face full of murderous intent.

Qin Jian then said, "Look, how about this: if you lose, you just kiss our Tang San once, and the matter will be settled."

"Ah?"

Tang San and Meng Yiran exclaimed at the same time.

Who would have thought that before they could speak, Long Gong and She Po said in unison: "That's good!"

"Grandfather! Grandmother!" Meng Yiran stomped her feet.

But Long Gong said with a face full of smiles: "Young people, there should always be a bit of passion."

Meng Yiran was somewhat surprised by her grandfather's decision, but she did not refute it further because she had absolute confidence in the combat method she had proposed.

And Tang San did not refuse either; after all, it was a chance for survival that Qin Jian had worked hard to secure, and it had no downsides for him, so he just let it be.

Next was Tang San's time to show off...

Meng Yiran's weapons were simply incomparable to Tang San's Hidden Weapons.

Those eighteen blue silk-ribbon Soul-Breaking Knives stopped neatly on the tree trunk in three rows, six in each row, forming exactly the character "three," shocking the Peerless Dragon Couple family.

By the time Tang San retrieved the Soul-Breaking Knives and returned them to Meng Yiran, the girl was still a bit dazed.

Thus, Tang "Saint" San took out his own Bone-Piercing Needles to give to Meng Yiran and indicated that he could teach her Hidden Weapon Technique.

"Hey, hey..."

But Qin Jian interrupted them in time: "The Soul Ring is about to dissipate, Tang San, are you still flirting? Hurry up and fulfill the bet, you can teach her on your next date."

Tang San and Meng Yiran were both embarrassed by what he said.

"Hmph, it's just a kiss! What's the big deal!"

At this moment, seeing Meng Yiran step forward to kiss Tang San on the cheek, Qin Jian suddenly swayed and arrived beside the two: "Witness the power of my Head-Pushing Squad!"

"Pfft!"

The two turned their heads, face to face, precisely in position, hitting the bullseye.

Eyes met, lips touched...

Oh no, it's the feeling of falling in love!

Tang San and Meng Yiran were both stunned.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu widened their eyes.

The Peerless Dragon Couple watched with great interest, happy to see it happen.

"Qin... Qin Jian... you..."

Tang San was the first to step back, his face somewhat red.

Meng Yiran was also very embarrassed, but she still said stubbornly: "It... it's just... a kiss, what's the big deal! Tang San, I'll wait for you to teach me Hidden Weapons next time."

Seeing Tang San nod, she hurriedly pulled Long Gong and She Po away; she couldn't stay here for even One Minute One Second longer.

"Xiao San, does it feel good?"

Once the Unrivaled Dragon Snake family had left, Qin Jian chuckled and leaned in close to Tang San.

"Good at what?!"

Tang San couldn't help but glare at him before asking, "Qin Jian, was what you just said true?"

"Which part are you asking about? Your father's affairs?" Qin Jian said.

Tang San nodded, and behind him, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu also pricked up their ears.

But Qin Jian shrugged and said, "If you feel it's true, then it's true; I won't tell you the specific details."

"Qin Jian! You..." Tang San grew anxious.

"Not telling you must mean your father has some concerns; there must be some great enmity behind your family, and I wouldn't dare make the decision to tell you on my own. What if I get smashed into a meat patty by a giant hammer?" Qin Jian spread his hands.

"Oh..."

Tang San nodded, his expression somewhat dazed: "Father... is he actually a Title Douluo..."

"Slap!"

At this moment, Qin Jian patted him on the shoulder, startling him back to his senses: "Hurry up and absorb the Soul Ring, otherwise it will dissipate!"

Tang San was startled and immediately cast aside those messy thoughts: "Please help me guard."

Qin Jian and the others nodded, and Tang San walked over to sit beside the Man-faced Demon Spider, beginning to absorb his Third Soul Ring.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

After a few minutes, several sounds of breaking through the air finally arrived; Zhao Wuji and the others had reached them.

"Brother Jian—"

Ning Rongrong let out a joyful cry from mid-air, forgetting to even circulate her soul power; the wings on her body suddenly vanished, and she fell straight down.

Qin Jian hurriedly ran over to catch her, causing his soul power to vibrate for a moment; he quickly steadied her and moved her away from his chest.

"You're still alive... it's really... really great..."

Ning Rongrong's choked-up appearance made Qin Jian's heart soften.

Next time I go home, I'll have to find a better excuse; I can't be so rough again, making them worry like this...

"Qin Jian, Xiao Wu, you're both perfectly fine! And Tang San is here too!"

At this moment, Oscar and the others also flew down...

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