Chapter 70 Tang San Collapses! My Xiao Wu, she's never coming back?!
The restraints disappeared.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo collapsed to the ground, panting heavily like three fish out of water.
A moment later.
They helped each other up from the ground.
When they looked at Qian Daobai again, there was no longer any anger or resentment in their eyes.
All that remains is the purest form of reverence.
The three of them straightened their appearance and bowed deeply to Qian Daobai.
Shrek Academy, temporary residence.
The atmosphere in the simple room was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Tang San sat in the main seat, his brows furrowed, his handsome face filled with gloom.
In front of him, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, Dai Mubai, and others remained silent, each with a look of terror on their face.
Just now, they received a message that could upend the entire continental landscape.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has submitted.
Submit to the man named Qian Daobai.
"Is the news...reliable?"
After a long silence, Dai Mubai finally spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse.
The message was delivered by a disciple, whose head was bowed.
"The news is absolutely true. It has spread throughout Wuhun City. Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, along with the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, personally went to pay their respects. The three of them joined forces... and were defeated in one move."
Defeated in a single move!
These four words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.
"impossible!"
A clear female voice rang out, tinged with sobs and trembling.
Ning Rongrong abruptly stood up from her seat, her pretty face as white as paper.
Her body was trembling slightly, and the teacup in her hand crashed to the ground with a loud bang, shattering into pieces.
"My father... Grandpa Sword... Grandpa Bone... how could the three of them be defeated in a single move when they joined forces! You're talking nonsense!"
Those were two Title Douluos above level 95, plus the boost from her father, the number one support-type Soul Master on the continent!
Such a combination would be able to put up a fight even against a level 99 Peerless Douluo!
"Rongrong..."
Oscar looked at her with concern, but didn't know how to comfort her.
Because his heart was also filled with horror.
"My father, Bone Grandpa, and Sword Grandpa are all so strong, yet... they were all no match for him."
Ning Rongrong clenched her small fists, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and even more so with the confusion of a broken belief.
In her heart, her father and the two Guardian Douluos were like the heavens.
But now, the sky has fallen.
Tang San took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
He raised his head and looked at the disciple, his eyes sharp as knives.
"The specific process."
"yes."
The disciple dared not delay and recounted all the information he had gathered.
When they heard that Qian Daobai had easily neutralized Sword Douluo's hundred-meter sword energy and Bone Douluo's bone spike killing formation with just a wave of his sword, the breathing in the room stopped.
And when the final "Dragon Roar Sword Technique" was heard, a single dragon's roar shattered Sword Douluo's Martial Soul True Body and tore apart Bone Douluo's Bone-Transformed Divine Dragon...
Dead silence.
The room was deathly silent.
Terror and despair were written on everyone's face.
"The scene at that time... it is said that the terrifying pressure brought by the sword energy alone was unbearable for all the soul masters in the entire Spirit City."
Dai Mubai muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly.
He recalled that back then, when that man had also broken through the Golden Iron Triangle's martial soul fusion technique with a single, seemingly effortless sword strike.
I thought that was already a demonstration of the other party's strength.
Now it seems...
That's just the tip of the iceberg.
No, it's not even the tip of the iceberg.
Perhaps, it's just a snowflake on that iceberg.
Everyone looked regretful and helpless.
Faced with such an unfathomable enemy, their so-called revenge is nothing but a joke.
Tang San clenched his fist silently under the table, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He was more anxious than anyone else.
Because Xiao Wu is still in that man's hands.
He originally planned to unite the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heavenly Dou Empire, and then try to contact the other two of the three schools to gather the power of the entire continent, which might still offer a glimmer of hope.
But now, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the most powerful and wealthiest of the three major sects on the continent, has turned against them.
No, it can't even be considered a defection.
It was a kind of submission after being crushed by absolute power.
Qian Daobai's strength refreshed their understanding every time, making them feel a chill that went deep into their bones.
From initially sealing Xiao Wu's soul power, to severely injuring the Golden Iron Triangle, and then defeating the many elders of the Spirit Hall.
Even now, they easily subdue the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
This person's abilities have absolutely no limits.
"No..."
Ning Rongrong suddenly wiped away her tears, a resolute glint in her eyes.
"I'm going to find my father. I want to ask him directly!"
She could neither accept nor understand why her father and sect would submit so easily.
After saying that, she turned around and rushed out of the room without looking back.
"Rongrong!"
Oscar hurriedly chased after him.
Inside the room, the remaining people looked at each other, and finally, all eyes were on Tang San.
Tang San slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all that remained in his eyes was a cold calm.
"We still know too little about him."
"Now, all we can do is wait."
Waiting for the right opportunity.
An opportunity that may never come.
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Unlike the gloomy atmosphere on Shrek Academy's side, Spirit City remained prosperous.
Qian Daobai, who rarely had free time, was strolling around the city with Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue seemed to be in a very good mood, chattering all the way like a happy lark.
She had long since shed the magnificent gown that symbolized her status as a saintess, and donned a light gold outfit that perfectly accentuated her shapely figure.
Her long, straight legs were incredibly alluring as she walked.
She seemed to enjoy the feeling, and her steps became lighter.
"Master, wait for me!"
Qian Renxue ran out of a clothing store, carrying an exquisite bag in her hand.
She walked quickly to Qian Daobai and opened the bag as if presenting a treasure.
"Master, what do you think of this outfit?"
She took out a moon-white robe, made of the finest material, embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns in silver thread, understated yet luxurious.
"good."
Qian Daobai nodded.
"Then why don't you give it a try, Master?"
Qian Renxue's eyes sparkled, filled with anticipation.
Qian Daobai did not refuse, took the clothes, and turned to walk into the shop.
A moment later, when he came out again, Qian Renxue's eyes were glued to him.
The moon-white robe he wore made his figure appear even more upright and his temperament even more ethereal.
That already handsome face now looked even more ethereal, as if a celestial being had descended to earth, untouched by any worldly air.
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