Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spirit Ball, Come Out, Haki Dance!

Chapter 106 Yu Xiaogang's Furious Outburst

Meng Yiran also stood up. She looked into Ye Xuan's eyes and said softly.

"Thank you, Xuan Ye. I'm very happy to chat with you tonight."

"It is my honor to chat with Miss Meng."

Ye Xuan nodded slightly, his tone still gentle.

After saying that, he turned and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.

Meng Yiran stood there, gazing in the direction Ye Xuan had left.

She raised her hand to touch her burning cheeks, her mind replaying the conversation and that warm embrace.

She knew that what she was doing was wrong.

Tang San is her boyfriend, and he treats her so well. She shouldn't have such thoughts about other men.

Meanwhile, Ye Xuan returned to his dormitory, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Tsk, this is just the beginning."

A cold glint flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes.

He walked to the window, looked up at Tang San who was diligently cultivating in the next room, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

Next, what he needs to do is to gradually deepen Meng Yiran's affection for him, while constantly undermining Tang San's confidence, causing him to completely collapse under the double blow of emotion and strength.

Dust billowed in the training grounds of Blue Tyrant Academy, and the roar of colliding soul forces rose and fell.

Ye Xuan unleashed a "Heavenly Tiger Tribulation - Annihilation Strike," a dark golden energy wave that swept across the entire arena, causing Taron's Mighty Ape to stagger backward.

The young master of the Power Clan was flushed, his arms were bulging with muscles, and he barely managed to block the attack by unleashing his third soul skill, "Great Strength Rock Shattering," and he couldn't help but pant heavily.

"Brother Xuan Ye, your fourth soul skill is too powerful! If this keeps up, my defenses won't be able to withstand it!"

"Only by giving it our all can we achieve a higher ranking in the competition."

Ye Xuan stopped his attack and stood still, his aura steady, as if the wide-range soul skill he had just used had not consumed much of his soul power.

"Your Mighty Ape leans towards pure strength. While its defense is strong, it lacks agility. It's easily restrained when facing agility-based Soul Masters. Next time we fight, I'll use a control-type Soul Skill. Try to break through my blockade."

Tyrone nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with admiration.

Over the past month, Ye Xuan has completely won over everyone in the team with his formidable strength and precise guidance.

Although Dai Mubai was initially unconvinced, he was completely convinced after being easily crushed by Ye Xuan in several exchanges, and willingly followed his arrangements.

Ma Hongjun even abandoned Dai Mubai and kept calling him "Brother Xuan Ye" all the time.

Oscar and Jiangzhu also praised the capable and meticulous vice-captain.

Only Tang San stood in a corner of the training ground, his expression somewhat complicated.

He watched Ye Xuan interact harmoniously with his teammates, and then glanced at Meng Yiran, who was chatting and laughing with Jiang Zhu not far away. A feeling he couldn't quite describe welled up inside him.

Over the past month, he could clearly sense the changes in Meng Yiran.

She no longer clung to him all the time like before, but would occasionally chat with Xuan Ye for a few words.

Sometimes it was in the cafeteria, sometimes in the meditation room, and on several occasions, he saw the two walking side by side on the campus path, chatting happily.

Although there were no overly intimate actions, the unspoken understanding between them made him feel uneasy.

He tried to communicate with Meng Yiran, but every time Ye Xuan was mentioned, Meng Yiran would avoid eye contact and speak vaguely.

Tang San knew in his heart that Ye Xuan's feelings for Meng Yiran were not pure, but he could not find any reason to stop him.

Ye Xuan is a teammate, and there was no actual transgression between them, so he can't just accuse him out of thin air.

"Tang San, what are you daydreaming about?"

Dai Mubai walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xuan Ye's training plan is indeed effective. Our teamwork is much better than before. We might actually be able to get a good ranking in this competition."

Tang San snapped out of his daze and forced a smile.

"Indeed, Xuan Ye's strength and command ability are very strong."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a discordant voice rang out.

"Hmph! These are just some unorthodox fighting techniques, and you guys actually admire them so much?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yu Xiaogang standing at the entrance of the martial arts arena with his hands behind his back and a gloomy expression.

For the past month, he's been like a persistent ghost, popping up every now and then to find fault with Ye Xuan.

One moment they say Ye Xuan's fighting style is too aggressive and easily exposes his weaknesses.

Then he said that his fighting style was incompatible with Tang San's and disrupted the team's overall rhythm.

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

Every time Yu Xiaogang appears, it disrupts the training rhythm.

He was too lazy to waste words with this level 29 Soul Master, so he turned around and spoke directly to the crowd.

"That concludes today's training. Everyone, go back and rest. We'll prepare to depart for the competition venue tomorrow."

After saying that, he walked straight out of the training ground without even glancing at Yu Xiaogang.

"Xuan Ye! You stop right there!"

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that his face turned ashen, and he quickly chased after him.

"I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me? Your tactics have serious flaws; if you don't correct them in time, you're bound to lose in the major competition!"

Ye Xuan stopped and turned to look at him, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"A flaw? My tactics improved the team's overall strength by at least 30%, and that's what you call a flaw?"

"That's because the opponent was too weak!"

Yu Xiaogang said, his neck stiff.

"True battles between strong opponents rely on tactical coordination and theoretical support! Your fighting style is chaotic and relies solely on brute force; you won't go far!"

"Brute force?"

Ye Xuan chuckled, "I'm a level 43 Soul Master, and you're a level 29 Great Soul Master. How about we have a spar and see if fighting relies on brute force or brains?"

Yu Xiaogang was speechless, his face turning pale and then red.

How could he dare to fight Ye Xuan? Not to mention that Ye Xuan's soul power was higher than his.

The sheer number of yellow, yellow, purple, and purple spirit rings alone was enough to crush him.

"What? You're afraid?"

Ye Xuan pressed on relentlessly, his tone icy.

"If you don't dare, then don't point fingers here. I'm about the same age as Tang San. Even if I lose this competition, I can participate in the next one in six years. As for you, you're already old and still stuck at the Great Soul Master level. What right do you have to point fingers at me?"

"You! You're absolutely unreasonable!"

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he couldn't say a word.

Just then, Flander rushed over. Seeing the scene before him, he immediately understood what had happened.

He had witnessed Yu Xiaogang's actions over the past month, and if it weren't for their long-standing brotherhood, he would have already lost his temper.

"Xiao Gang! Haven't you made enough of a scene?"

Flander's face darkened, and his tone became stern.

"Xuan Ye is the team's vice-captain, and his tactics and training plans have been approved by me and Zhao Wuji! If you continue to argue here, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Yu Xiaogang wanted to argue, but Flander interrupted him directly.

"Besides, I've already locked you in that little dark room several times, why don't you ever learn your lesson?"

After saying that, Flander ignored Yu Xiaogang's resistance and dragged him away from the training ground.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's disheveled figure, everyone shook their heads.