The scene changes.
It was given to Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing to the side.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing, from the underworld, was quietly watching this scene.
As she looked at her fiancé, who was all smiles and showering Tang San with praise, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.
That was a look of utter despair.
Why did she travel so far to come here?
It was to see that man rise again, to see him display the strength and domineering presence to defy fate.
But now.
She only saw a timid, subservient coward with no opinions of his own.
Even when he's a "monster," he has to be someone else's follower.
...
boom--!
The underworld was in complete uproar.
If visiting brothels before was merely a matter of moral failings, then what happened now is a complete display of incompetence, moral failings, and utter lack of dignity!
Starry Palace.
Emperor Dai Tianfeng was so angry that he overturned the imperial desk in front of him.
"Useless trash! Scoundrel!"
"A prince of the Star Luo Empire, bowing and scraping before a commoner from the Heaven Dou Empire?"
"With such a high soul power, you're actually willing to be ordered around? Where's your White Tiger aura? Did it get eaten by a dog?!"
"I have no son like this! He is not worthy of the surname Dai!"
Davis looked at the sky and laughed so hard he almost cried.
"Hahaha! My dear little brother!"
"I thought you were keeping a low profile, but it turns out you were working as someone's lapdog?"
"Level 29 Commander, Level 37? Hahaha, are you brain-dead?"
In the general public, the criticism was even more overwhelming.
"This is what they call Shrek geniuses?"
"I think he's a Shrek lackey!"
"That's the White Tiger Martial Soul! The number one offensive beast Martial Soul! And you're using it as a meat shield, as cannon fodder?"
"I think we should stop calling it Evil-Eyed White Tiger and start calling it Soft-Legged Sick Cat!"
"A hopeless case of pig intestines! It's like trying to plaster mud on a wall!"
All sorts of vulgar language filled the entire dark world.
The Dark World, Star Plaza.
Beneath the enormous canopy of the sky, the atmosphere was oppressive.
The scene freezes on the moment when Dai Mubai clutches his chest, looking at Tang San with adoration and saying, "I admire you."
This scene was a resounding slap in the face to the proud and arrogant Star Luo royal family, a slap across the face of all royal members.
Dai Mubai stood on the Shrek Academy playground, his face as pale as paper.
Even though they were separated by two worlds, he could almost hear the curses of countless people, those voices piercing his eardrums like needles.
"The mistress... is really strong."
Dai Mubai spoke with some difficulty, trying to defend himself in the scene.
After all, that's Tang San.
Those are twin martial souls, those are Tang San who possesses countless hidden weapon techniques.
Losing to him and following his instructions, isn't that normal?
Just then, Yu Xiaogang, who had been silent all along, walked out with his hands behind his back and a stiff expression.
He looked at Tang San on the sky, and a rare arrogance appeared on his face, which always had the air of a strict teacher.
"Mu Bai, you don't need to feel ashamed."
He glanced around at the students with strange expressions, finally fixing his gaze on Dai Mubai, and said calmly:
"Although Xiao San's soul power is not as good as yours, his overall perspective, his combat wisdom, and even his understanding of martial souls are beyond your reach."
"He is a true genius, a true monster."
"In front of such a genius, let alone a Soul Venerable, even a Soul Sect Master would have to obey his orders."
Yu Xiaogang spoke these words with absolute confidence.
In his view, this was helping Dai Mubai out of a predicament and telling the world that it wasn't that Dai Mubai was too weak, but that his disciple Tang San was too monstrous.
He even felt that he was giving Dai Mubai advice on how to assess the situation.
However.
These words took on a different meaning when they reached Dai Mubai's ears.
Every word was like a dull knife, cutting back and forth on his already bleeding pride.
What does it mean to take something for granted?
What does "unattainable" mean?
I am a prince! I am the White Tiger!
I am three years older than him and have eight levels higher soul power!
Why should I be born inferior to him? Why should I be his foil?
Dai Mubai suddenly raised his head, and in his heterochromatic eyes, the "brotherly affection" he originally had for Tang San was now tinged with an indescribable gloom.
Not far away.
Tang San looked at the sky, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
That was one of his most glorious moments.
The fact that he could defeat the strong with the weak, command beyond his rank, and manipulate the so-called noble princes at will gave him a great sense of satisfaction from the double crushing of his intelligence and strength.
But he quickly composed himself.
Turning around, Tang San walked to Dai Mubai's side, gently patted the latter's shoulder, and spoke in a gentle and sincere tone:
"Brother Dai, that's not what the teacher meant."
"We are brothers and partners. In that battle, if you hadn't been the one to withstand Teacher Zhao's attacks from the front, I wouldn't have been able to provide support from the rear."
"You deserve the most credit in that battle."
Tang San spoke very well.
If it were in the past, Dai Mubai would have been moved to tears upon hearing these words, feeling that he had made a worthwhile friend.
But now.
With the contrast of the sky and the overwhelming presence of himself in the white world as a reference, he was able to achieve his goal.
Looking at the humble-looking Tang San in front of him, Dai Mubai felt a twist in his heart.
hypocritical.
That's so hypocritical.
You stole the spotlight, you took all the credit, leaving me to take the beating like an idiot, and now you're saying these nice things?
Dai Mubai lowered his head, concealing the fleeting resentment in his eyes.
"It's okay, mistress."
"You're right, we're brothers."
He said the last two words through gritted teeth.
...
White World, border military camp of the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Inside the luxurious and spacious imperial tent, a completely different scene unfolded.
The atmosphere here is relaxed and pleasant, without the oppressive feeling of the dark underworld.
"boring."
A coquettish complaint broke the silence.
Qian Renxue leaned against the soft couch covered with a snow-white tiger skin. She was no longer the dignified and aloof successor of the angel god, but a lazy little woman.
She was wearing a long, light gauze dress woven with gold thread, the hem of which did not completely cover her body.
A pair of long, straight, beautiful legs were casually crossed, their skin as white as snow, as delicate as the finest mutton fat jade, gleaming alluringly in the candlelight.
Those jade-like feet were exquisite and translucent, with round and adorable toes, which were now idly swaying, outlining a breathtaking arc.
"Dai Mubai from that world is a joke."
Qian Renxue stretched out her slender fingers and curled a strand of golden hair behind her ear, her eyes full of disdain.
"Looking at his pathetic, spineless appearance makes me feel nauseous."
"I really don't know how I in that other world could tolerate the existence of such a piece of trash."
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