Douluo: This soul master has a little bit of luck

Chapter 104 A Bet? One Punch Shatters Three Sons' Beliefs

"Old Shao, quickly feed Xiao Gang a therapeutic candy." Flander looked anxiously at Shao Xin.

"Got it!" Shao Xin glanced speechlessly at Yu Xiaogang, who was slumped on the ground like a dead dog and unconscious, and then created another healing candy.

Throughout this journey, he was either making candy beans or on his way to make candy beans, a fact that Shao Xin found truly remarkable.

Flander sighed and looked at Qi Lin, shaking his head. "Qi Lin, Xiao Gang was indeed wrong, but we'll all be working together at Tian Dou Academy from now on, so we'll see each other all the time."

Logically speaking, given his decades-long friendship with Yu Xiaogang, he should be standing up for him now.

But when such a thing actually happened, he was too ashamed to stand up for Yu Xiaogang.

Even he could see that ever since Qi Lin joined Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang had been targeting Qi Lin in every way.

In his view, it was already quite incredible that Qi Lin had been able to hold back until now before making a move.

After all, geniuses all have their own pride, so how could they tolerate a level 29 Great Soul Master pointing fingers at them?

Anyway, if you replaced Qi Lin with Flander himself, he admitted that he couldn't do what Qi Lin did.

Although Yu Xiaogang still holds the title of "master," in reality, the term "master" carries more negative than positive connotations in mainland China.

Of course, even if Yu Xiaogang is a true master, he is still insignificant in front of Qi Lin, who created the Soul Power Training Method on his own.

Therefore, Yu Xiaogang's current situation is entirely of his own making.

After listening to Flander's words, Qi Lin smiled faintly and said, "Alright, Flander, you don't need to say anymore. I've already shown my high moral character by tolerating a hypocritical good-for-nothing like Yu Xiaogang until now."

Flanders remained silent upon hearing this.

Beside him, Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze like that of a wild beast ready to devour its prey, staring intently at Qi Lin.

"Qi Lin, you have gone astray!"

"The teacher meant well, but his words were a little inappropriate, and you ended up hurting him like this."

“My teacher treated me like his own son. Now that he has been humiliated, how can I, as his student, stand idly by?”

"Qi Lin, do you dare to make a bet with me? If I can withstand three of your moves without falling, you'll have to apologize to the teacher and everyone else, and..."

"You also need to hand over the correct method for training soul power."

Upon hearing this, Flander and the others' expressions changed slightly, and they shouted, "Tang San, do you know what you're saying?"

Tang San said in a deep voice, "Dean, I know very well what I am doing. I want to clear my teacher's name. He is not a good-for-nothing!"

Flander was stunned by what he heard.

Why are both the teacher and the apprentice so confident?

Hasn't the lessons learned from Yu Tianheng and Yu Xiaogang taught him a lesson?

Although Tang San's soul power has reached level 35 after several months of training, did you not see that even Yu Tianheng, who was at level 39, had his arm crippled by Qi Lin's punch?
Qi Lin watched this scene, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Tang San, is it because I haven't disciplined you that you think I'm easy to talk to?"

"bet?"

"Although you are not qualified to make a bet with me, I will grant your request out of consideration for our meager friendship over the past six years."

"From this day forward, we will be strangers."

Tang San snorted coldly upon hearing this and said, "Enough with the nonsense, let's go!"

"No matter how strong you are, I can still withstand three of your moves!"

As he spoke, Tang San slowly raised his palm and instantly released his martial soul.

As a blue-purple Blue Silver Grass instantly sprouted from his palm, three spirit rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—spun up from beneath his feet. At the same time, just to be on the safe side, Tang San immediately activated his Purple Demon Eye; two beams of purple light emanated from his eyes, and his hands turned as white as jade.

It is the Tang Clan's ultimate technique, the Mysterious Jade Hand!

Seeing Tang San's serious expression, Qi Lin calmly walked to the opposite side of him, without even releasing his martial spirit.

"Tang San, after knowing each other for so many years, haven't you always wanted to know the gap between us?"

"Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish today."

After speaking calmly, Qi Lin slowly clenched his right fist.

The next second, a loud bang, like a muffled thunderclap, suddenly rang out in the air.

bang——

Qi Lin's figure shot out in the blink of an eye, so fast that it left a trail of afterimages.

Even though Tang San had already cultivated the Purple Demon Eye to the level of microscopic perception, he could still only capture a fleeting afterimage.

Fortunately, he had anticipated Qi Lin's attack the moment Qi Lin clenched his fist and decisively released his first soul skill.

Blue and silver winding!

Almost at the same moment, Tang San's first spirit ring suddenly flashed, and the blue-purple Blue Silver Grass in his palm instantly transformed into the thickness of an arm, flying out in a row with seven or eight strands that wrapped around Qi Lin.

However, the moment these blue silver grasses were about to touch Qi Lin, they slumped to the ground like a lump of mud.

This scene left everyone present in disbelief, and Tang San's pupils constricted sharply.

Although he didn't know it had happened, there was no time for him to think about it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tang San retreated backward like a ghost.

It is the Tang Clan's ultimate skill, Ghostly Shadow and Mysterious Trail.

However, no matter how proficient Tang San was in the Tang Sect's unique skills, his own level was only thirty-five.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Lin was already in front of him, punching him in the chest.

It wasn't until the punch landed that Tang San realized just how different he was from Qi Lin.

His body flew backward like a cannonball, crashing dozens of meters away with a "boom".

For Tang San, this punch was like being hit by a mountain.

In an instant, he felt as if all his internal organs had shifted, and his chest had completely caved in.

A terrifying energy spread through his body, violently destroying his form and leaving him without even the strength to stand up.

The intense pain further aggravated Tang San's nerves. Even with his resilient character and outstanding will, he couldn't help but let out low growls of pain.

Qi Lin stopped and calmly watched the scene before him. He slowly walked forward to Tang San and looked down at him.

"Cough cough!"

Despite coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, Tang San did not faint thanks to his strong willpower.

However, when he noticed Qi Lin's gaze, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, and a strong sense of resentment welled up in his heart.

He couldn't even withstand a single punch from Qi Lin!

What exactly is he?
How powerful is it!
At this moment, Tang San felt that the belief in his heart had been shattered into pieces.

Even if he cultivates the Clear Sky Hammer to nine ten-thousand-year soul rings, can he really surpass Qi Lin?
(End of this chapter)