Chapter 190: Tang San slapped himself! Once you are a teacher, you will never doubt it!

As soon as they heard "keep practicing", Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling looked at each other and saw the eagerness to try in the other's eyes.

Liu Erlong, who was in the distance, looked at this scene and shook his head helplessly., but there was a doting smile on the corner of his mouth.

But no one noticed.

In the place where Tang San left just now, a few drops of black blood were quietly corroding the ground. They were traces left by forcibly suppressing injuries, and they were also the nourishment for the seeds of hatred to germinate.

Su Bai glanced at the blood stain with indifferent eyes.

Tang San, this is just the beginning.

Your opportunities, your women, your pride, I will crush them all bit by bit.

"Let's go back to the palace."

With a wave of his hand, Su Bai led this group of warblers and Yanyans towards the forbidden area in the back mountain under the adoring eyes of countless students from Qilin Academy.

After all, a slap in the face is just seasoning.

Improving your favorability is a serious matter.

【Ding! Detecting the host severely affected the mentality of Tang San, the son of luck, and robbed him of 3000 points of luck! 】

【Ding! Congratulations to the host...]

The system prompts in his mind were pleasant to the ear, but what Su Bai was looking forward to at the moment was what kind of grace these female warriors who had just won a victory tonight would show on the battlefield.

Especially that Xiao Wu who said it was not satisfying.

Tonight, she must know what "begging for mercy" means.

……

The night is getting darker.

In the conference room of Tiandou Royal Academy.

"Crack!"

Yu Xiaogang slammed the water glass in his hand to the ground

"Trash! They're all trash!"

"You can't even defeat a few women! How do you usually practice!"

Dai Mubai, who was lying on a stretcher nearby, had just woken up. When he heard these words, his already pale face became even more ugly.

He struggled to sit up, but the wound was affected, and he grimaced in pain.

"Master... that is not an ordinary soul sect at all..."

Dai Mubai's voice was weak and his eyes were empty.

"Zhu Zhuqing...her speed is more than twice as fast as before. And that kind of power...isn't like what a ghost civet cat should have at all."

"Excuse!" Yu Xiaogang roared,

"That's drug improvement! That's overwhelming! Can't you see it?

Their foundation must be unstable! As long as we drag it into a protracted war, we will definitely win! "

Sitting on the seat in the corner, Tang San silently wiped the silent sleeve arrows in his hands.

The foundation is unstable?

Teacher... do you really believe it?

The terrifying pressure brought by the ten-thousand-year soul ring, and the calm cooperation, how could there be any shaky foundation?

Tang San touched the Twenty-Four Bridges on the Moonlight Night on his waist, where he had prepared the poison.

"Su Bai..."

Tang San recited the name silently in his heart, gently stroking the unformed hidden weapon parts with his fingers.

"You will regret it."

"You never know the true terror of the Tang Sect's hidden weapons..."

"Even if you are Qilin, I will use the Zhuge Divine Crossbow to shoot through your heart!"

​But before that.

Tang San's mind kept replaying the scene on the soul fighting stage just now.

The black soul ring.

A total of five black fourth rings of ten thousand years!

His Purple Demon Eye has been cultivated to a subtle level. This is the best lie detector.

He could clearly see that when Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu released their soul skills, the huge energy fluctuation was a real ten-thousand-year soul ring!

"How is that possible..."

Tang San asked himself crazily in his heart.

When he first saw Su Bai's thousand-year-old second ring, his heart actually skipped a beat.

At that time, he comforted himself, saying that it might be because Su Bai's martial spirit was special, or because he had eaten some heavenly material and earthly treasure, and it was an individual case that could not be replicated.

The teacher's theory is a general direction, and there will always be deviations in individual cases.

But what about now?

The fourth ring of ten thousand years for all members!

This is no longer an isolated case, this is mass production!

If Su Bai is a pervert, what about Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong and the others?

Even Ye Lingling, who seemed soft and weak, actually broke the so-called "iron law".

Tang San subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Yu Xiaogang, who was still chattering about making excuses for himself.

The figure who used to be tall and majestic and omniscient in his heart now looked a little rickety, even a little ridiculous.

"Could it be that...the teacher's theory is really wrong?"

As soon as this idea came up, it grew like poisonous weeds in Tang San's heart.

If the "Ten Core Competencies" are wrong, then what are the training principles that he has always regarded as a guideline?

"No! Impossible!"

Tang San shuddered violently.

What is he thinking?

This is treason!

Once a teacher, always a father.

When he needed his father's love the most, it was his teacher who gave him fatherly care and taught him the knowledge of the soul master world.

"Tang San, Tang San, how can you doubt your mentor just because the enemy is so powerful?"

"You are betraying! You are ungrateful!"

"Although the teacher is not strong enough, he has devoted his whole life to the study of theory. How could you be swayed by Su Bai, a guy who only knows how to bully others?"

The feeling of guilt instantly came like a tide, drowning Tang San's budding reason.

Snap! ! !

A clear and loud slap in the face exploded in the conference room without warning.

This slap was extremely hard and merciless.

Tang San's left cheek instantly became red and swollen, five finger prints were clearly visible, and there was even a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"This..."

Everyone in the conference room was frightened.

CurrentlyDai Mubai groaned and almost bit his tongue. Yu Tianheng suddenly sat up straight. Even Yu Xiaogang was stunned by this sudden act of self-mutilation. The cracked tea cup in his hand shattered into pieces with a "click".

"Mistress! What are you doing?!"

Yu Xiaogang stood up in a hurry and looked at his most proud disciple in shock.

Although it is embarrassing to lose the game, it is not a self-inflicted blow, right?

Tang San slowly raised his head.

The pair of eyes that were originally a little confused and wavering now became firm again, even revealing an almost paranoid fanaticism.

He held his half-swollen face, but his voice was surprisingly calm and sincere:

"Teacher, this slap is to wake myself up."

"At that moment, I was frightened by Su Bai's bluff and even had self-doubt. I am not worthy of being your disciple!"

When Yu Xiaogang heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red.

What a good boy!

What a good boy!

How lucky you are to have such a disciple!

Those people outside were laughing at him, saying that Yu Xiaogang was a waste, a clown who could only talk on paper, but only Xiao San stood firmly on his side at all times.

"Mistress, you..."

Yu Xiaogang's voice was choked, and he wanted to touch Tang San's head, but was a little embarrassed.