Douluo Continent V: Starting with the Azure Dragon Martial Soul, I easily defeat Tang San and snatch

"Brother Cheng, Sister Xiaowu, you're finally back!"

Xiao Wu was stunned, but the others in the room were not.

Almost instantly, Wang Sheng rushed over with an excited expression:

"Brother Cheng, Tang San, he..."

"You are finally back!"

Before Wang Sheng could speak, Tang San, who had been sitting to the side, had already walked up to Du Cheng:

"I have successfully obtained my first spirit ring and become a spirit master."

"Oh."

Du Cheng nodded calmly, appearing completely unconcerned.

It's just a Soul Master, who isn't?

"you……"

"I want to compete with you!"

After enduring so much injustice, Tang San had finally reached a point where he could vent his anger, but Du Cheng reacted in such a way that Tang San nearly fainted on the spot.

I, Tang San, have never been inferior to anyone in my life. How can I be looked down upon like this by you?

"If I win, you not only have to apologize to me, but you also have to make Xiao Wu stay with me from now on, and..."

Tang San's gaze fell on Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing next to Xiao Wu, and his eyes lit up:

"And her!"

Tang San's heart was filled with jealousy as he spoke:

Why, why is there another pretty girl next to this bastard?

However, Tang San's mood returned to normal in an instant:

I have already become a first-ring Soul Master. You, Du Cheng, are destined to become my stepping stone. They... will all belong to me!

"There's no problem with the competition."

Seeing Tang San's arrogant attitude, Du Cheng nodded slightly:

"But letting Xiaowu and Zhuqing follow you is not something I can decide."

After a pause, Du Cheng continued:

“They possess their own freedom and consciousness; they are not objects to be traded.”

Du Cheng has always considered himself a person with strong principles:

Although he harbored the heart of a traitor, he maintained basic respect for Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and everyone else he would encounter later.

Tang San, coming from an era of male dominance, clearly could not understand this.

"They're just two women, what's wrong with that..."

"One thousand gold soul coins!"

Before Tang San could speak, Du Cheng interrupted him:

"If you win, I can give you a thousand gold soul coins, but if you lose..."

After a pause, Du Cheng's gaze fell on Tang San's fingers:

"That ring is mine!"

'Gulp!'

Upon hearing Du Cheng's words, Tang San couldn't help but swallow.

Having grown up in Holy Soul Village, where he could only eat until he was half full, when had he ever heard of such a large number?

"I agreed!"

Although Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were very tempting, Tang San resolutely chose the latter over such a large sum of money.

I can win; only a fool would continue to admire a loser!

Besides, isn't Du Cheng liked precisely because he's rich? What if I were rich too...?

As for the Full Moon Star Tower in his possession, Tang San didn't care much about it at all:

Why consider the cost of failure when victory is inevitable?

"Let's go, let's go outside and have a match now."

The thought of everything he could gain after winning filled Tang San with excitement:

I, Tang San, will stand up!

"no problem."

Du Cheng certainly wouldn't refuse such a good thing—getting a spatial soul tool for free and showcasing his strength along the way.

Following behind Tang San, Du Cheng couldn't help but speak:

"There's something I can ask you."

"Just ask."

Tang San glanced at Du Cheng, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes:

In his opinion, this guy probably regretted it at the last minute, so he wanted to find out his strength.

However, what Tang San didn't notice was that after he spoke, a strange smile appeared on Du Cheng's face:

"Hunting for spirit rings in the Soul Fighting Forest must not be an easy task, right?"

After a pause, Du Cheng continued:

"I heard that the master isn't very strong. Could he have gotten injured inside?"

"If you were injured, as your disciple, shouldn't you be serving your teacher right now?"

This is none of your business!

Chapter Twenty: Du Cheng: My Carrots Are Thick and Big

As soon as he spoke, Tang San's eyes flickered slightly.

Although Du Cheng was only guessing, the master was indeed injured in the process of helping him obtain the spirit ring.

Even so, fueled by the hatred in his heart, he still chose to find Du Cheng as soon as he returned...

"The best consolation I can give my teacher is to successfully defeat you."

Upon hearing Tang San's words, everyone present revealed undisguised contempt on their faces.

With this statement, Du Cheng's earlier guess has been completely confirmed.

He doesn't even care about his teacher who got injured because of him. This guy is really a filial son!

Feeling the gazes of everyone, Tang San's face darkened.

In fact, he realized his mistake the moment the words left his mouth.

However, what's done is done, and there's no way to undo it.

Since that's the case, then all the anger can be vented on Du Cheng.

"mean!"

After angrily rebuking Du Cheng, Tang San continued speaking:

"Are you aware of your own weakness, so you intend to use this method to disrupt me?"

"However, I will personally teach you a lesson next."

Tang San glanced at Du Cheng, a cold smile appearing on his face:

"In the face of absolute power, any schemes and tricks will only seem ridiculous."

"In that case, I look forward to your performance."

Compared to Tang San's arrogance, Du Cheng appeared quite calm:

If you could defeat your opponent with words and shouts, then donkeys would have ruled the world long ago.

To deal with someone like Tang San, all you need to do is pin him to the ground and rub him hard.

Anything else, even a single word, would seem superfluous...

"Just here."

As the only Soul Master Academy in Notting City, even though it is only a junior academy, Notting City still occupies a large area.

While Du Cheng was internally complaining, Tang San had already found a suitable place.

Pointing to a patch of grass not far away, Tang San looked at Du Cheng with an arrogant expression:

"You can still admit defeat before the competition begins."

"no need."