Chapter 90: Tang San Exposed? Shrek Academy in Danger?
"Teacher, calm down!"
Seeing this, Tang San immediately became flustered, his expression slightly anxious.
Watching this scene unfold, Flander's forehead veins throbbed with anger, and his mouth twitched violently. His face quickly shifted from helpless to irritated. His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly raised his hand, flipping his palm like a blade. With a crisp, clean hand chop, he struck Yu Xiaogang's neck.
"Bang!"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes rolled back, his head lolled, and he immediately fainted.
"Phew…" Flander let out a long breath, a look of relieved ease on his face. He muttered to himself, "Xiaogang's stubborn temper is even more unyielding than a bull. I don't know how Liu Erlong was so blind to fall for him back then."
After speaking, he bent down and picked up Yu Xiaogang. After only a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Tang Chuan in the distance.
Forcing a slightly awkward but as friendly as possible smile, Flander nodded at Tang Chuan, then quickly walked towards the Great Spirit Arena exit.
Raising an eyebrow, Tang Chuan's lips curved into a half-smile. He couldn't help but shake his head and mutter under his breath:
"Flander, that old fox, is really slippery. After knowing my identity, his face changed faster than flipping a book."
Just then, Tang San walked over. His voice was low, his tone not heavy, but it carried a hint of faint anger as he said:
"Brother, you… were really too much today."
"I know there's a conflict between you and Yu Xiaogang… Forget it, one is my teacher, and the other is my brother, so it's not good for me to say more. I just hope you don't make things difficult for me in the future."
"I'm going back to the Academy now. If you have time later, you can come to Shrek Academy to find me. Next time we spar, I definitely won't lose to you again."
Hearing this, Tang Chuan slowly exhaled a turbid breath, then slowly walked towards Tang San, gently patted his shoulder, and said indifferently:
"Enemies who fall by my hand are never considered opponents by me. I give you time to catch up, until you can no longer see me in the distance!"
With that, he lifted his foot and left, without looking back.
Leaving only a dashing silhouette for Tang San.
A few minutes later, Manager Ao returned to his room.
He unbuttoned his collar with one hand while letting out a long sigh.
He casually tossed his outer coat onto a nearby hanger, then slumped into a chair, stretching his limbs and closing his eyes to rest.
"Phew, it's finally over…" Manager Ao murmured, his expression slightly fatigued.
But before he could relax for a moment, a cold gust of wind suddenly blew into the room. The window was clearly closed, yet the air abruptly turned icy cold.
Manager Ao shivered, noticing goosebumps rising on his skin.
"What's going on?"
Slowly opening his eyes, he suddenly sat upright, a faint sense of unease rising in his heart.
Just then.
A black ghost-like figure silently appeared in the center of the room, as if seeping out from the Void Realm. Its form was blurry, exuding a chilling coldness that made one's heart palpitate.
"Who are you?!" Seeing this, Manager Ao's face suddenly changed, his pupils constricted, and he abruptly stood up, his voice rising.
The black shadow slowly took a few steps forward; it was Gui Mei.
He let out a sneer, his voice somewhat eerie, saying:
"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that you need to answer my questions."
Hearing this, Manager Ao's heart skipped a beat. He secretly mobilized his spirit power, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, frowned deeply, and asked in a low voice:
"What questions?"
Gui Mei took out a piece of paper from his embrace, walked to the table, spread it open, and handed it over.
Manager Ao subconsciously took it and looked down. The paper clearly contained information about Tang San and Tang Chuan, including their Spirits, ages, and Innate spirit power ranks.
"What do you mean by this?"
Manager Ao's brows furrowed even tighter, his gaze filled with confusion.
Gui Mei's tone was cold, saying:
"Do you have Fighting Soul Arena registration information for these two people in your Great Spirit Arena?"
Hearing this, Manager Ao's gaze sharpened. He was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"I'm sorry, this does not comply with regulations. Our Great Spirit Arena will not disclose any participating Spirit Master's information to outsiders."
"You're asking for death!" Gui Mei's eyes flashed with cold light, and he let out a cold shout.
As soon as Manager Ao's words fell, he saw the other party's palm suddenly rise, fingers slightly spread, and a grab in the Void Realm. Instantly, the surrounding air seemed to solidify.
He didn't even have time to react. His entire body was inexplicably seized by the throat, his feet lifted off the ground, and then he was slammed hard against the wall!
"Ugh!"
Manager Ao's hands instinctively clawed at his neck, his face drained of color, and guttural, painful groans escaped his throat. He felt his entire body suppressed by a terrifying force, unable to circulate even a trace of spirit power.
"You're a… Titled Douluo?!"
The next second, he managed to utter these few words with difficulty.
Gui Mei's expression was stern, the corner of his mouth curving slightly. He slowly walked forward, his voice chillingly cold: "Now… does it comply with regulations?"
At this moment, Manager Ao's face had turned purplish-red, his breathing was intermittent, and his chest heaved violently. He nodded desperately, his voice hoarse, saying:
"I… I'll tell you!"
"I know this Tang San; he's a student from Shrek Academy outside Soto City."
"As for… as for that Tang Chuan, I don't know. However, just two days ago, another Spirit Master with a Blue Silver Grass Spirit came to our Great Spirit Arena. His spirit power was over rank thirty."
"He seemed to be called… called… Xiao Yan!"
"I don't even know if that name is real!"
"Shrek Academy? Xiao Yan?" Hearing this, Gui Mei's brow furrowed slightly, and a gloomy glint flashed in his eyes, as if he was pondering something.
A few hours later.
Inside a quiet room at Shrek Academy, sunlight streamed through the window onto the edge of the bed.
On the bed, Ma Hongjun was wrapped in bandages, bruised and swollen, still unconscious.
On the other side, Yu Xiaogang was also wrapped like a mummy, only his eyes visible, staring intently ahead.
Just then, the door opened and Flander walked in. His expression was somewhat complex. He glanced at the two, sighed, walked forward, and said in a gentle tone:
"Xiaogang, you should rest well first."
"Fortunately, the treatment was timely. Your body isn't seriously injured; you'll be able to get out of bed in a few days."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang raised an eyebrow, his face immediately darkening.
"Hmph!" Suddenly sitting up, Yu Xiaogang grimaced, baring his teeth, and said irritably:
"Flander, why didn't you avenge me? Am I really not your brother? You just watched me get beaten and did nothing?"
Flander's face was full of helplessness, his mouth twitched, and he spread his hands:
"You also know who beat you, Tang Hao's son!"
"Tang Hao's personality is such that he protects his offspring even if it costs him his life. You want me to stand up for you? Are you hoping I'll be lying in bed with you right now?"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's face froze. He opened his mouth, unable to say a word for a long time. Finally, he let out a heavy hmph and turned his head to look out the window, expressing his dissatisfaction.
Seeing this, Flander patted his shoulder, then put away his playful expression, his voice deepening as he said: "However, I did discover something strange, but I'm not sure."
"What is it?"
Yu Xiaogang frowned, turning to look at him, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Flander squinted, his gaze carrying a hint of doubt and unease, and said in a deep voice:
"Those two people today, that is, Tang San's brother and the golden-haired woman who was with him, strongly resemble the two fallen individuals I saw yesterday."
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