Chapter 387: Tang San Brags Too Much and Traps Himself

"This weapon is still in Ye Lin's hands at this moment."

Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment,

"How could it be in Ye Lin's hands?"

"Isn't that your weapon?"

"And isn't that something only you can use?"

"Why is Ye Lin also able to use it?"

Tang San smiled,

"Doesn't everyone know what kind of person I am?"

"I just like to help others,"

"Ma Hongjun is about to break through to Spirit Douluo now,"

"Ye Lin took him to go,"

"So I lent the Sea God Trident to her to help Ma Hongjun obtain his Eighth Soul Ring."

Yu Xiaogang stood up with a swish,

and said in an extremely surprised tone,

"Ma Hongjun is already at his Eighth Soul Ring!"

Doesn't this mean that the disciple taught by that old bastard Flender is better than the one he taught?

"His own disciple hasn't even broken through to the Seventh Spirit Ring yet,"

Tang San, however, waved his hand confidently,

"What of it?"

"It's just an Eighth Soul Ring,"

"Their strength is no good, their strength is extremely hollow,"

"Even if he breaks through to Title Douluo, he wouldn't be able to last a single move against me!"

"Although my soul power level increases slowly, my foundation is quite solid,"

"I can fight enemies above my level!"

"Don't forget, I am someone who has challenged a Title Douluo!"

"My room for advancement is so vast,"

"They have already reached their limit!"

Hearing Tang San say this,

Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but laugh again,

"As expected of my foster daughter, as expected of someone taught by me!"

Suddenly, the room was filled with loud laughter again.

"Tang San is truly a good one!"

The Great Elder patted Tang San on the shoulder,

"To be able to fight against a Title Douluo before even reaching Soul Saint, if you were to reach Title Douluo,"

"Wouldn't you be able to contend with gods?"

Tang San recalled Ye Lin's combat power and then nodded,

"Needless to say,"

"As long as I reach Level 89,"

"Below the gods, I am invincible,"

"Above the gods, I can take one down with me!"

"If I reach level 90!"

"Below the gods, I am invincible,"

"Above the gods, I am still invincible!"

Within the Tang Sect, it was a scene of joy and laughter.

Everyone was celebrating.

"Tang San, by the way, what is your eighth trial?"

"You haven't mentioned it yet,"

"Since you've returned, you must be planning to complete it on the continent, right?"

Liu Erlong was still more concerned about Tang San's actual situation.

Tang San nodded,

"That's right, my eighth trial requires both of my martial souls to reach the seven-ring level,"

"And I need to possess soul bones for my entire body,"

"At this moment, I am still short of two soul bones,"

"I am just missing the Torso Spirit Bone and the Left Arm Spirit Bone,"

"I wonder if we have any soul bones here in our Tang Sect."

The group from the Tang Sect all shook their heads,

"Soul bones are quite precious things,"

"We really don't have any,"

"The Sect Master will have to search for them slowly."

Tang San nodded,

"Then I shall search for them slowly."

"Next, I will still need the Elders to help me hunt for the Spirit Rings for my second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer."

Liu Erlong asked with some confusion,

"Tang San, even a level 95 Title Douluo is no match for you in the sea now,"

"these Elders are at most level 93, do you still need their help?"

With that one sentence, Tang San was instantly embarrassed,

It was over,

There was no way to smooth it over,

He had bragged a bit too much,

And had trapped himself.