"Hmph, are you making fun of this old woman? Your students don't look even 15 years old, how could they have the cultivation of a Soul Grandmaster?"
Zhao Wuji smiled confidently and looked at Oscar beside him.
"Oscar, tell the senior your Soul Power level."
"Senior, this junior is untalented, just at the 30th level of cultivation."
Chao Tianxiang was surprised, but she didn't plan to let go of this Spirit Ring so easily. Meng Yiran beside her also stared at the Shrek group with a look of resentment. With a Soul Douluo grandfather, she had never been afraid of anyone!
"Since that's the case, then we can only follow the rules of the Soul Master World and let this young man compete with my granddaughter."
"Ah?"
Oscar was dumbfounded when he heard this. I'm just a sausage maker, how can I fight a Spirit Duel with a battle-type Soul Master?
Zhao Wuji also felt a little helpless.
"Aunt Chao, I'm afraid this is a bit inappropriate."
"Hmph, this old woman has already taken a step back. Are you trying to bully me just because my old man isn't here?"
As she spoke, she slammed the Snake Staff in her hand into the ground, and a wave of air forced the little monsters to take a step back.
"Aunt Chao, you've misunderstood. This student of mine is a food-type Soul Master, so..."
"Food-type?"
Chao Tianxiang was even more surprised when she heard that Oscar was a food-type Soul Master. Support-type Soul Masters were already slower to cultivate than battle-type Soul Masters, so a food-type Soul Grandmaster at such a young age was truly extraordinary.
Her mind immediately started working. If she could bring him into her family to assist Meng Yiran, it would be a good choice. She could treat this Spirit Ring as an investment.
"Young man, do you have a sect behind you?"
Oscar timidly shook his head.
"No, I don't."
"Then would you be willing to join our Dragon Snake Family? This old woman can make the decision to marry Yiran to you."
"Grandma!"
Meng Yiran beside her looked at her grandmother with a face full of shame and indignation. Don't do this! How can you sell me off just by coming out to hunt a Spirit Beast?
"Ah? This..."
If Ning Rongrong hadn't appeared, joining a family with a Soul Douluo seemed like a good choice, but Oscar's heart was now tied to the little princess, so he had no interest in Meng Yiran.
The Shrek group also saw his unwillingness. Before Zhao Wuji could step forward to say anything,
Tang San seized the opportunity to step forward. This was a good opportunity to win people's hearts and make Oscar, this support-type Soul Master with innate full Soul Power, owe him a favor.
"I'll take Oscar's place in the battle, senior."
Ning Rongrong behind him didn't understand his thoughts, but she looked at him with a bit of admiration. He's quite righteous!
"Senior, I'm at level 29, so it's not like I'm taking advantage."
Before Snake Woman could respond, Meng Yiran, who had been suppressing herself for a long time, jumped out and accepted Tang San's challenge.
"Humph, bring it on. But if you lose, you must not only return the Phoenix Tail Crested Serpent to me, but also kowtow and apologize."
Ma Hongjun behind him got excited when he heard this.
"Wow, you're already bullying a Great Soul Master with your level 30 quasi-Soul Grandmaster status, and you're setting such a condition? What if you lose?"
Meng Yiran looked at the fatty with a confident expression.
"How could I possibly lose?"
"Just tell us what happens if you lose!"
"Hmph, whatever you say."
Ma Hongjun grinned mischievously and said,
"If you lose, you'll give our Tang San a kiss, how about that?"
"You!"
Meng Yiran glared at the fatty, pointing at him with a trembling finger.
"What? You don't dare?"
"Hmph, bring it on, what's there to be afraid of!"
The fatty's goading obviously worked. Meng Yiran glared at him hatefully, then looked at Tang God King.
"Meng Yiran, level 30 two-ring Battle Soul Master, Spirit Snake Staff."
"Tang San, level 29 two-ring Battle Soul Master, Spirit Blue Silver Grass."
After hearing Tang San's self-introduction, Meng Yiran looked at him in disbelief.
"Blue Silver Grass? You dare to challenge me with a useless Spirit?"
"There are no useless Spirits, only useless Soul Masters."
As they spoke, the others cleared the battlefield for the two of them.
Tang San's first and second Spirit Rings on his Blue Silver Grass shone simultaneously, and countless Blue Silver Grasses grew wildly, instantly trapping Meng Yiran like a dumpling.
Seeing this, Tang San smiled confidently. The barbs on his Blue Silver Grass contained paralyzing toxins, and the outcome of this battle was already decided.
Meng Yiran was caught off guard and quickly used her Bone Shrinking ability to escape the entanglement of the Blue Silver Grass, causing Tang San to be slightly surprised.
"The toxin didn't work?"
"Hmph, I also use poison. You think you can deal with me with this little bit of toxin? First Spirit Skill, Snake Blade."
A purple light flickered in Tang San's eyes, and he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to easily avoid the opponent's attack.
After failing with one strike, just as Meng Yiran was about to press her attack, the fatty's wretched shout came from behind.
"Wow!"
It turned out that Meng Yiran's pair of stockings were covered with tears from the barbs of the Blue Silver Grass, exposing her snow-white skin, which allowed Dai Mubai and the others to feast their eyes.
"Bah."
"Hmph."
Ma Hongjun's shameless behavior immediately caused Ning Rongrong and the others in the team to spit lightly.
They originally thought that Tang San was the only one in this academy who wasn't a pervert, but unexpectedly, he was also of the same ilk.
Meng Yiran followed the fatty's gaze and looked at her own legs, instantly becoming angry and embarrassed.
She used her First Spirit Skill as if her life depended on it.
Dozens of Snake Blades frantically rushed towards Tang San. Tang San's footsteps were light as he flickered around the surrounding giant trees, dodging all the Snake Blades. Then, he leaped up and arrived beside Meng Yiran, grabbing the Snake Staff.
"You're courting death, my Snake Staff is filled with poison."
Tang San had already used his Mystic Jade Hand before approaching, so how could he be afraid of her poison?
"Unfortunately, your poison is useless against me."
Meng Yiran frowned deeply upon hearing this, and relying on the Snake Staff, she began to compete with Tang San in Soul Power.
"My Soul Power is one level higher than yours, I'd like to see what you can use to fight me."
However, this woman had clearly used the wrong method. Tang San possessed the Mystic Heaven Skill, and the quality of his Soul Power was not something ordinary Soul Masters could compare to.
After a while, Meng Yiran, whose level was one higher, was the first to be unable to hold on and collapsed to the ground.
"Alright, we admit defeat."
Meng Yiran felt wronged when she heard Chao Tianxiang's words, and looked at her with teary eyes.
"Grandma..."
"Alright, girl, we'll accept our loss."
Chao Tianxiang helped Meng Yiran up, injecting some Soul Power into her back, and then said in a low voice, "We'll talk about it when your grandfather arrives!"
Meng Yiran didn't refute after hearing her grandmother's words, planning to make these people look good after finding her grandfather.
After a short recovery, the two also planned to leave.
At this moment, the fatty's annoying voice sounded again.
"Hey, you haven't fulfilled your bet yet?"
Tang San felt embarrassed upon hearing this and waved his hand.
"That was just a joke, the two of you don't need to mind it."
However, Meng Yiran was not someone who couldn't afford to lose. Since she had agreed, she had no intention of going back on her word. She came to Tang San in a huff and lightly tapped his cheek.
Tang San froze in place, with an expression that said, I really can't do anything with you.
Ning Bei, who was hiding nearby, felt speechless. Where's the footwork you used to dodge the Snake Blades earlier? You could have dodged if you didn't want it. As expected of my pure and clean Tang God King, it's all others taking the initiative, and it has nothing to do with you.
After the kiss, Meng Yiran didn't look back at them and walked straight into the distance.
Chao Tianxiang looked at Zhao Wuji with a disgruntled expression at this moment.
"I will remember today's events, Immovable Bright King. We will meet again."
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