Douluo's Mistake

Tang San didn't have any violent reaction to this, but his heart was turbulent. It was not that he had never seen the dark side of this world, but this was the first time for him to have such direct contact.

A faint light flickered, and there was a cold aura in Tang San's eyes, as he sat back on the chair and watched quietly.

Suddenly, a sneer came from his ears. Tang San looked sideways and saw Shen Yeyan staring at the stage. His face was mostly covered by the mask, and his exposed lower jaw looked extremely cold.

Sure enough, it still looks like that, it's really...disgusting.

The next moment, Shen Yeyan felt a burst of warmth on his right hand that was placed beside the chair. Looking along, he could see that the owner of the hand was trying his best to hide his nervousness.

Shen Yeyan retracted his gaze without any intention of breaking away. The cold temperature on his hands was instantly neutralized by the warmth, which instantly soothed his extremely restless heart.

It was really a coincidence that after Shen Yeyan and Tang San came in, the auction house started selling living people, which undoubtedly left a very deep and extremely bad impression on Tang San.

The middle-aged man beside him didn't notice the two people's hands intertwined. His eyes were always on the stage, and he just lightly pressed the [-] bidding button.

Although he no longer looked at the two of them, the middle-aged man happened to say when Tang San saw this scene and his heart changed: "It is naturally meaningless to save the soul after losing it, but there is still a soul, and it is the result of the mutation of the martial spirit. It’s caused by it, how can you not save it if you encounter it?”

Tang San was silent.

Could this person... have the ability to read minds?

"Young man, there is no need to doubt. The eyes are the windows to the soul. They can tell me a lot of things. This can barely be regarded as social experience." The middle-aged man smiled at Tang San and pressed the price increase button again.

At this time, the bidding price has increased to 16 gold soul coins, and it seems that there is still a rising trend.

"17, a red VIP bid for 17 gold soul coins, is there any more bid?"

"18, okay, there is a... white VIP who bids 18."

"I want to see who dares to rob me!" An old man sitting in the red area at the front suddenly stood up and glanced towards the white area behind.

Even though he was wearing a mask, Tang San could tell at a glance that this person was none other than the Prince Snow Star who had driven them out of Tiandou Royal Academy.

But what was unexpected was that the middle-aged man without a mask not only did not dodge the other party's gaze, but stood up slowly, smiled and nodded towards Prince Snow Star.

There were by no means a few people who looked back with Prince Xuexing. Seeing the middle-aged man standing up, not only Xuexing was shocked, but there were also exclamations around him, even the host on the stage His face also became a little stiff.

"The auction house has the rules of the auction house, can we continue?" The middle-aged man's voice was not loud, gentle and elegant, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Yes, of course." The host agreed with a flattering look on his face.

"18 gold soul coins for the second time, 18 gold soul coins for the third time, deal done! This Catwoman belongs to the VIP in the white VIP area." After the middle-aged man stood up, no one increased the price. This auction was a success.

The next lot, or rather the last lot, was the insinuation brought by Tang San.

It was bought by a middle-aged man for [-] yuan. Of course, after he bid, no one dared to raise the price.

Facing Tang San's slightly surprised eyes, the middle-aged man smiled slightly: "I can't let you lose. Well, it's time for me to leave. This trip is worthwhile. If you are interested, you can join me later. Go see that Catwoman.”

Tang San looked at Shen Yeyan questioningly.

Shen Yeyan pulled away the hand that overlapped it without leaving a trace: "It's up to you."

Tang San paused, then naturally withdrew his hand, and accepted the middle-aged man's invitation.

"Okay, let's go. I'm really looking forward to the auction I'll get today." The middle-aged man stood up and walked out along the passage.

The two followed, and as soon as they went out, someone immediately came to greet them.

"Dignified guest, please come with me." The girl in the silver dress saluted the middle-aged man very respectfully, and then made a gesture of invitation.

The middle-aged man raised his hand and motioned for her to lead the way.

The three of them walked into a room next to the auction center.

The room is very empty, but it is very elegantly furnished, with a comfortable white leather sofa and four kinds of exquisite fruits on the round coffee table.

The girl in the silver skirt bowed: "Guys, please take a rest first. The auction items will be sent over soon."

Shen Yeyan took off the mask casually, and Tang San took it off as well. The middle-aged man sat down on the sofa. There was no emotion of surprise because of Shen Yeyan's appearance. No one spoke at this time, and the three of them waited quietly. .

After a while, with the push of several big men, a huge iron cage was brought in. Inside the iron cage were the Catwoman and several other girls. Of course, the inconspicuous innuendo was also sent at the same time.

The middle-aged man took the innuendo and handed out a red card: "Help me check out and send these girls to my place."

"Yes." The girl in the silver skirt took the card and was immediately pushed out of the iron cage.

The middle-aged man turned to Tang San with a smile on his face: "Kid, since this weapon belongs to you, can you teach me how to use it?"

Tang San nodded: "Of course."

Under his simple introduction, the middle-aged man quickly mastered how to use it.

The two talked for a while, and the middle-aged man was surprised to learn that Tang San did not have a family, and that this insinuation was made by him alone.

"What a young prodigy." The middle-aged man couldn't help but praise.

Tang San smiled and shook his head, thought for a moment, and handed the silent sleeve arrow on his left wrist to the middle-aged man: "You spent so much money to buy my insinuations, I really feel a little sorry, and this one too Here you go.”

As he spoke, he also introduced how to use the Silent Sleeve Arrow.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Thank you very much. If you don't mind, I can invite you to my sect."

Slightly startled, Tang San said rejection, but subconsciously glanced at Shen Yeyan, who was silent at the side.

Shen Yeyan didn't react at all to Tang San's gaze, he just stared at the ground without saying a word.

The middle-aged man did not stop him and still smiled: "We will definitely meet again if we are destined to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Tang San came back to his senses and returned the greeting with a smile: "Me too."

Shen Yeyan and Tang San walked out of the room, and Tang San looked at his expression again: "What's wrong? Senior brother?"

"It's okay." Shen Yeyan rubbed Tang San's head and raised the corners of his mouth, "Let's go back to the academy."

He was just considering whether to bother to win over that person. After all, this sect was still very helpful to Shen Yeyan, but...

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The door opened quietly, and a person walked in from the outside: "Sect Master, it's time for us to go back."

The person who came was an old man, wearing a snow-white robe, with long silver hair neatly combed behind his back, and a simple appearance.

In this way, it is not difficult to guess the identity of this middle-aged man.

He is Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect that Shen Yeyan visited before, and this old man is naturally Kendo Chenxin.

"It's time to go back, but Uncle Jian, I didn't expect to meet Young Master Shen here."

The old man was stunned for a moment: "How could this be..."

The middle-aged man didn't have anything to worry about: "It's okay, Uncle Jian, Young Master Shen is not an enemy to us, let's go."

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After walking out of the auction house, the two walked towards Shrek. Not long after, they could see the outline of the Shrek Academy gate in the distance.

Suddenly, Shen Yeyan's steps slowed down, and he turned his head and glanced in a certain direction. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Tang San beside him, who looked a little confused: "Xiao San, you go back first, I have something else to do."

"Ah... okay." Tang San opened his mouth and agreed.

He didn't ask any more questions and just walked towards Shrek obediently.

Shrek Academy, the gate.

"Dad, please go back, won't you make me more embarrassed by your coming?" Tai Lung said, holding back the pain and inhaling.

In front of him, a middle-aged man who was a size bigger than him stared angrily at the passing students.

This man looked exactly like Tai Lung, but he looked older, and the clothes outside couldn't hide his bulging muscles.

"Fart! My son was beaten to the point where his joints were removed. If I can still bear it, I don't deserve to be called the King of Strength, Tylenol! You bastard, you can't even beat a teenager." ? I want to see who is so bold!"

Tai Lung looked helpless and regretted why he went home to rest.

At this time, the joints of his limbs had been connected. Even though his defense was strong, he couldn't get better after being beaten to a blinding state by Tang San.

"Dad, you will make it difficult for me to do this. How can I continue to practice in the academy in the future?" Tailong smiled bitterly and continued to persuade his father.

"What a bastard! I've already graduated from the [-]th level. Why do you still insist on having an advanced class in this shabby academy? Just do it. No one will even care about you being beaten like this. Wait until I catch that kid. I need to find a teacher from your college to evaluate it!"

"This...Dad, I was the one who started the trouble. It has nothing to do with Tang San..."

"You still have the nerve to say that. You provoked trouble and got beaten up like this. You really embarrass me!"

Tyrone: "..."

Naturally, many students who passed by knew Tai Lung, but no one dared to come forward after seeing Tai Lung's fierce look.

"Tailong, what are you doing here?" Tang San finally came back. When he saw Tailong, he was stunned.

Tai Long quickly winked at Tang San, signaling him to hurry in.

"Are you Tang San?" Tainuo asked abruptly.

Tang San heard someone calling his name and subconsciously said, "Yes."

"Okay, it turns out it was you who beat my son like this!" Tainuo waited here all afternoon and finally found the target. He suddenly became angry and stretched out his hand to grab Tang San's shoulder.

Tang San stepped on the ghost shadow and slid back three feet, avoiding Tai Nuo's movement: "Are you Tai Long's father?"

Tainuo looked proud: "Yes, I am the powerful king Tainuo. You beat my son like this, should you give me an explanation? And where is Xiaowu? Let her come out! At such a young age, You can seduce people now, and it will be even better when you grow up!" As he said this, he stretched out his hand to grab Tang San again.

Looking at Tai Long's expression, Tang San also knew that his father was obviously not called here by himself, but...

Xiao Wu is his sister, and not just anyone can insult her.

Tang San's eyes were slightly cold, and this time he no longer dodge, and moved forward to meet him.

Tylenol was caught on the wrist and was stunned for a moment, but he did not retract his hand. Instead, he let out a low drink, clenched his outstretched hand into a fist, and the muscles in his arm suddenly tightened.

Although controlling the crane and capturing the dragon was exquisite, it was useless at this moment. Tang San only felt a strong force coming from the opponent's elbow, knocking his hands away.

With ghostly shadows stepping on his feet, Tang San took several steps back before he could barely stand still.

What a strong force!

Tang San felt awe-struck, and his mental energy suddenly concentrated.

Tainuo was also a little surprised that he didn't knock Tang San down: "No wonder you can beat my son, you really have some skills."

As he spoke, he didn't release his martial spirit, and just chased after Tang San to catch him.

Naturally, Tang San would not confront Tylenol head-on. He attacked several times in succession. Although Tylenol was not slow, it could not even touch the corner of Tang San's clothes.

"You brat, don't run away if you have the ability!" Tainuo glared at Tang San, feeling greatly surprised in his heart.

Tang San didn't answer, milky white light came out of his body, blue silver grass spiraled around his body, two yellow and one purple, three soul rings spiraled up, releasing a dazzling brilliance.

Tainuo snorted: "Use your martial spirit with me? Okay, I want to see how strong your martial spirit is!"

As he shouted loudly, his whole body suddenly stood up five inches, and his dark muscles directly stretched his shirt.

A total of five soul rings rose under the feet of this powerful king Tainuo.

Two yellow, three purple.

"Boy, are you scared? If you are scared, then admit defeat. I will remove your limbs first, and then I will take you to your college teacher for review! I am a level 58 powerful fighting spirit king. You have to think clearly!"

Unleashing his own martial soul, Tai Nuo immediately showed a condescending look. In his opinion, his soul power is at least [-] levels higher than the opponent's, and he can definitely make the kid in front of him succumb easily.

"You are Tai Lung's father, not mine. If you want to fight, just come."

Tang San said something calmly, and people started to move.

He did not move forward, but quickly retreated. The blue silver grass released from his body was like countless blue-purple snakes, swarming towards Tylenol.

It's a pity that as soon as such tough bluesilver grass wraps around Tylenol's body, it will be immediately burst by his strong muscles, unable to let him stay for a moment.

The power of Tylenol was more terrifying than Tang San imagined.

This is... a pure power soul master.

In other words, all the abilities attached to his soul ring are related to strength.

The power of this Tylenol may be comparable to that of the powerful Vajra Bear Soul Master, the 76th level Soul Saint Zhao Wuji, who is famous for his strength.

If you can't attack by force, then deal with it.

Relying on the ghost shadow and the blessing of soul power, Tang San had this confidence that this level 58 soul king would be completely unable to catch up with him.