Chapter 217: Tang San's Attitude [2-in-1 Large Chapter]_1

Time flew by, and two days had passed.

On this morning, Tang San had woken up.

However, the swelling on his face hadn't completely subsided, making him look somewhat puffy!

"Brother, you finally woke up."

Xiaowu hugged Tang San tightly.

"Xiaowu, I'm really sorry for making you worry for so long,"

Tang San said at the moment.

His eyes were full of apology.

"What's there to be sorry for? You did nothing wrong, Xiaosan. The one who should apologize is Yu Xiaogang—if it weren't for him, would you still be lying in a hospital bed?"

Xiaowu said at the moment with a very indignant attitude.

Some people might have believed him, but she, Xiaowu, would definitely not!

Master stood outside the door at this moment, looking somewhat haggard.

"He..."

On hearing this, Tang San also appeared thoughtful.

How could he forget the incident?

The teacher had no intention of telling him to stop.

Instead, he let Ye Feng hit his face continuously!!

Almost beating him to death.

Xiaowu's pleas as she knelt before him were to no avail!

Had it not been for Aunt Er Long's intervention, he would have truly died within Tian Dou Royal Academy.

Whether others dared to kill him, he, Tang San, did not know.

But that freak Ye Feng most certainly dared!

"Xiaosan, promise me you won't do anything foolish again, okay?"

Xiaowu said to Tang San at the moment, looking at him.

She believed that Xiaosan, so clever, would definitely understand what she meant.

"I will,"

Tang San nodded his head.

The meaning contained in Xiaowu's words, he understood as well.

Originally, to save him, she knelt in front of their teacher, desperately kowtowing, but the latter was indifferent.

Truthfully, his teacher was too ruthless and cold-blooded.

Even now, he was beginning to doubt whether he was just a pawn to him.

"That's good."

Xiaowu nodded her head, seemingly very satisfied with the response.

"Xiaosan."

Just at this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

It was Master.

His eyes were filled with a sad and desolate light.

As if wanting to come into the room.

"Thank you all for taking care of me these past few days. You can all go back to your own business now; I just want to be alone for a while,"

Tang San said, without looking directly at Master at the door.

Actually, he felt a bit repulsed by his teacher now.

"Alright then, Xiaosan, you rest well!"

Xiaowu and the others in the room said to him.

"Creak!"

The sound of the door closing.

Everyone had left.

At this time, Tang San slowly stood up.

Actually, he had mostly recovered by last night.

Aside from his face being a bit swollen.

Everything else was fine.

He looked out the window with a trace of melancholy.

Ye Feng.

This name was engraved deeply in his heart.

Or rather, his very marrow.

He would definitely have his revenge!

On the other side.

Tian Dou Royal Academy.

Tense and exciting training continued.

Because in a few months, the most eye-catching event on the Continent would take place.

This time, their goal was, of course, to become the undisputed number one on the Continent.

Also because Ye Feng was there.

They were now extremely confident.

Time slipped quietly by.

Night had come.

Shrek Academy.

"Teacher, if you have something to say, just say it here; I want to go back and rest,"

Tang San said to Master in the forest behind the academy, where the latter had pleaded for them to go.

But now, Tang San no longer wanted to walk any further.

He stopped in his tracks and said to Master.

"Xiaosan, I know you must still be angry with me,"

Master also stopped and looked in Tang San's direction.

He could clearly sense his disciple's change in attitude towards him now.

It could be described as cold.

If things continued this way, the latter might end up not acknowledging him at all as a teacher.

That's why Master came over tonight—to make amends.

Tang San remained silent.

Indeed, he was angry at the moment because his teacher had allowed Xiaowu to injure her head.

In fact, in his heart, Xiaowu was even more important than his own father.

As for his teacher, at most, he could rank third.

"Xiaosan, have you ever thought about why I ignored Xiaowu when she knelt down to me? It was because I believed you could definitely turn defeat into victory!"

Master said to Tang San at the moment.

Tang San glanced at Master once but still said nothing.

"I know you are someone who values relationships, Xiaosan. When you were being tormented by Ye Feng, I wanted to use Xiaowu's desperation to fuel your anger—there is a saying that an army in sorrow must win. I had hoped that you would use this anger to fight back against Ye Feng!"

Master continued.

He couldn't afford to lose such an excellent disciple now.

Where would he find another if this one was lost?

He must coax him back!

Actually, he knew Xiaosan's temperament.

The boy had been following him for so many years.

In other words, he understood him better than his own father.

"But teacher, didn't you see? Ye Feng had beaten me to the point where I couldn't fight back! How could I resist in that situation?"

Tang San said, speaking for the first time, his voice carrying a hint of resentment.

"Xiaosan, this is where I was careless. I always thought you could turn the tide, but I never imagined you would be completely overpowered by him. That shouldn't have happened. Remember, you didn't even use your hidden weapons or any of your other techniques then!"

Upon hearing Xiaosan's words,

Master's heart burst with joy.

Clearly, there was a chance!

"I had no opportunity then."

Tang San began to speak.

That Ye Feng had suppressed him from the start.

Leaving him with no options at all.

"So, that incident was actually an accident, right?"

Master Yu Xiaogang said.

"But Teacher, even if it was an accident, you shouldn't have let Xiaowu kowtow, and even knock her head until it bled! You know, Xiaowu is the person I swear to protect with my life!"

Tang San still had resentment in his tone at this moment.

"That's exactly why I've asked you to come here today."

Master Yu Xiaogang said.

"Hm??"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

But in the next second, Tang San was stunned.

"Bang—"

Master Yu Xiaogang's head met the tree directly.

"Teacher, what are you doing!!"

Seeing Master Yu Xiaogang bump into the tree, Tang San was completely dumbfounded.

"As your teacher, how could I let you really die, let alone watch the person you love get hurt. You don't know, when Xiaowu was kowtowing, each kowtow was like a knife twisting in my heart. You probably never counted, but Xiaowu had kowtowed nineteen times. Now these nineteen times I'm giving back to you, it's also my sincerest apology to you and Xiaowu!!"

Master Yu Xiaogang continued to hit his head against the tree!

Blood instantly flowed from his forehead!

"Teacher, stop it! You don't need to apologize!"

He had indeed never counted.

And all along, Tang San had thought his teacher was merciless.

Little did he expect that his teacher had his plans.

It was a misunderstanding on his part.

"No! I must return these nineteen times! It's also my fault for being at too low a level to tell whether you were really fainting or faking it!!"

Master Yu Xiaogang continued to bang his head against the tree!

If these dozen or so hits could regain his disciple.

Then he felt it was worth it!

"Sigh, Teacher! I'm not blaming you! I was just a bit dissatisfied, and I believe Xiaowu definitely wouldn't blame you either," Tang San said after listening to Master Yu Xiaogang's explanation and seeing how regretful he was for bumping into the tree.

"Ah, they probably won't believe me anymore. Seriously, if I, Yu Xiaogang, were to lose a disciple like you, I really wouldn't know how to cope in the future."

Master Yu Xiaogang spoke, his words filled with unparalleled melancholy.

"Whether they believe or not is their business, Teacher, I believe you!"

Tang San said at this moment.

"Xiaosan, do you really forgive your teacher?"

Master Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San in front of him.

"Yes, yes! I knew that Teacher would never be so indifferent. After all, we both came from Notting Academy, so you should know just how Xiaowu and I feel about each other, how could you just ignore her kowtowing!"

Tang San nodded.

"Good, good, good! Indeed, my good disciple!!" Master Yu Xiaogang, upon hearing these words, wept with joy.

Tears uncontrollably streamed down his face.

This ruse was worth it!!

He finally won Xiaosan back.

Indeed, his character was too easy to predict.

"Teacher, let's now fully prepare for the Continental Senior Soul Master competition and aim to beat Ye Feng and his crew into a complete defeat in the tournament," Tang San said upon seeing his teacher's tears of remorse.

At this moment, he also felt a lot more relieved.

Right, how could the person he originally admired be that bad?

After all, he, Tang San, had lived two lives.

His discernment couldn't possibly be worse than others.

It was only that some of the things his teacher did weren't understood by others.

Like just now, the way he used Xiaowu to motivate him.

Think about it, how could a cold and ruthless person remember exactly how many times Xiaowu kowtowed?

And just now, the teacher also said it was wrenching his heart.

"Don't worry, I've thought about the next training already. That's the devilish simulation training. I believe that Shrek, under the thoughtful guidance of myself, Yu Xiaogang, will definitely not be worse than anyone else!"

Master Yu Xiaogang said resolutely, as if he had come back to life.

"Yeah, yeah! I believe in you, Teacher!"

Thus, amidst the trust of Liu Erlong and Tang San,

Master Yu Xiaogang's standing in Shrek Academy was somewhat stabilized.

Not as precarious as it had been after the Tian Dou Royal Academy incident.

Of course, there were still those who did not trust Master Yu Xiaogang.

Like Xiaowu.

She believed that he was a swindler.

Always deceiving Xiaosan's affection as well as that of Mother Erlong.

Therefore, there emerged a divided state within Shrek Academy.

Those who believed in Master Yu Xiaogang were Liu Erlong and Tang San.

Neutral parties were Ning Rongrong, Tai Long from Blue Tyrant Academy, and others.

Those who didn't believe were Xiaowu, Oscar.

Those directly opposing Master Yu Xiaogang were Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

As for Flander and Zhao Wuji, neither had expressed any definite opinion.

They could be placed in the neutral camp.

Imagine, within Shrek Academy, four factions had emerged.

But Master Yu Xiaogang didn't care.

After all, he was still the teaching director.

He could torment this group of students.

And over these months,

In Tiandou City, a new power had taken over eighty percent of the industry.

And this new power had also established an organization called Ling Feng Sect.

This sect was extraordinary.

In the grand soul fighting arena, they dominated the rankings for an entire month!

And they set various records.

Becoming a place many young Soul Masters aspired to join.

Especially since the place also sold elixirs.

Capable of restoring energy, healing injuries.

As long as one became a disciple of their sect, they were essentially guaranteed a bright future.

However, entry into the sect was extremely strict.

And personally vetted by a Titled Douluo.

Some said that getting into Ling Feng Sect was harder than getting into any advanced academy on the Continent.

Others joked that joining the sect was akin to being ennobled.

Think about it, how many people in the Empire are ennobled in a year?

"Not bad, not bad! Zhu Qing, I truly didn't misjudge you," Ye Feng said at this moment, looking at Qingfeng Tower's business layout.

It had already touched on all aspects of the Empire.

Even some of the Empire's official industries had been involved.

"It's all thanks to the Master's trust in me. Otherwise, how could Zhu Qing possibly achieve what she has today?" Zhu Zhuqing said, her face full of humility.

"Haha, you don't need to be so modest. For the time being, just act as a hands-off shopkeeper, and prepare for the Continental Senior Soul Master competition!"