Douluo Continent, I've brought the entire Dragon King.

Chapter 39: Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre. Let's go, let's just rob someone!

Just then, Xiao Wu's voice came from behind.

"Third Brother? What's wrong?"

Tang San turned his head, a gentle smile on his face.

"It's nothing, I just slipped."

Xiao Wu blinked, looked at him, and then at the academy across the street.

"Oh—then let's keep running."

"it is good."

Tang San nodded, took a step forward, and continued running.

He knew in his heart that now was not the time.

Xiao Wu is still by my side; I can't let her know what I'm thinking.

At least—she can't know that I'm going to rob those students.

After all, she had always maintained a pure and innocent image in front of Xiao Wu, and she couldn't ruin the impression she had of herself.

Tang San ran while making plans in his mind.

"Essence pills — enhance innate soul power — increase soul power level —"

"I want these things too."

His gaze darkened.

"Let's talk about it after the run."

After completing thirty laps, it was already dark.

Tang San's legs were a little sore, and the wound in his chest was throbbing again, but his breathing was still relatively steady.

Xiao Wu followed beside him, her face flushed and beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Third Brother—are you alright?"

Xiao Wu asked, panting.

"fine."

Tang San smiled.

"You should go back and rest first. I have something to take care of."

Xiao Wu glanced at him and nodded.

"Then come back soon, Third Brother."

"it is good."

After watching Xiao Wu leave, Tang San's expression changed.

He turned around and walked towards Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

Dai Mubai was leaning against the wall, his chest heaving violently, and the bandages on his body were soaked with sweat.

Ma Hongjun squatted on the ground, his hands supporting his knees, panting heavily.

Oscar stood to the side, his expression also not very good.

As Tang San walked over, Dai Mubai raised his head, his sinister eyes narrowing slightly.

"Tang San? What's wrong?"

Dai Mubai's tone wasn't friendly because he wasn't in a good mood.

It wasn't just because my injuries hadn't fully healed, nor was it just because I ran thirty laps.

More importantly, it's because of Tang San himself.

The two had a conflict at the Rose Hotel not long ago.

Tang San bound him tightly with Blue Silver Grass and beat him.

Although Dai Mubai knew in his heart that if Wu Siduo hadn't left him with so many injuries, he wouldn't have been able to lose to a second-ring Great Soul Master.

But a loss is a loss, and it's hard to save face.

"We're all from the same college, so I don't want to hold a grudge against you for what happened before."

He paused, then emphasized his words.

"But if you're here to cause trouble—I don't mind playing along."

Ma Hongjun stood up from the ground, his round body swaying slightly.

"That's right, don't contact us unless it's absolutely necessary."

He glanced at Dai Mubai and gave him a lewd smile.

"Boss Dai is going to take me to cool off."

Dai Mubai glanced at him.

"When did I say I'd take you?"

Ma Hongjun looked at Dai Mubai with a bitter expression.

"Boss Dai, weren't you going to find those twins?"

"You're injured and not feeling well right now, so...can I have one?"

Dai Mubai's face darkened.

"roll."

Ma Hongjun shrank his neck and muttered something.

"Fine, then leave!"

Tang San stood aside, watching the two of them, his lips twitching.

"Unreliable————"

He muttered to himself.

But she still spoke up.

"You two—do you want revenge?"

Dai Mubai raised his head.

"What do you mean?"

Ma Hongjun also looked over.

Tang San's lips curled up slightly.

"Do you want to become stronger?"

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance.

Ma Hongjun asked with a frown.

"Do you have a way to do this?"

Tang San nodded.

"That's natural."

Dai Mubai stared at him for a while, a glint of light flashing in his sinister eyes.

Tell me about it.

Tang San didn't rush to speak.

He looked around to make sure no one else was there before lowering his voice to speak.

"I was jogging just now and I passed that college across the street."

"I heard several students talking."

Ma Hongjun came over.

"What did you say?"

Tang San's voice lowered even further.

"They said—the academy gave them elixirs."

"It can enhance innate soul power and directly increase soul power level."

Dai Mubai's eyes suddenly lit up.

"What?!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Really?!"

Tang San's smile deepened as he observed their reactions.

"I heard it with my own ears."

"One student said he went straight from level fourteen to level seventeen."

"It also enhanced my innate soul power."

Dai Mubai's breathing quickened. He knew that he was willing to stay in this academy because he was not strong enough and dared not go back to compete with his brother. But... now that he had that so-called pill, he might not be so bad.

As for the veracity of what Tang San said, there's no need to verify it. After all, Dai Mubai doesn't believe that a little girl could be a four-ring Soul Master, even more powerful than himself.

Moreover, the spirit rings are four thousand years old, so the other party must have some secret. Now it seems that it is that pill.

He looked at Ma Hongjun, and Ma Hongjun looked at him too.

A hint of greed appeared in both of their eyes, but Dai Mubai still looked at Tang San.

"Authenticity guaranteed?"

Tang San nodded.

"That's natural."

Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands together, his chubby face beaming with a smile.

"Then—what are we waiting for?"

"Go ahead and rob it!"

Dai Mubai didn't speak, but his eyes said it all.

He stared at Tang San and slowly spoke.

"You mean—we should join forces and take down those students?"

Tang San nodded.

"right."

"How are the pills divided?"

Dai Mubai asked the most practical question.

Tang San thought for a moment.

"We'll talk about it once we have it."

"Get the stuff first, then we'll talk about distribution."

Dai Mubai was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"OK."

Ma Hongjun grinned, revealing a set of slightly crooked teeth.

"Hehe, then what are we waiting for?"

"The motto of Shrek Academy is—"

He spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre!"

Dai Mubai glanced at him and smiled.

"That's right."

Tang San looked at the two of them, silently making plans in his mind.

"Three people should be enough."

"Those students over there don't seem to have high soul power levels."

"Dai Mubai is a three-ring Soul Master, Ma Hongjun is a two-ring Soul Master, and then there's me—"

"Taking them down will be no problem."

He raised his head and looked at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

"We'll scout out the situation first. If we find them, we'll take action immediately. If not, we'll wait for another opportunity. As soon as they leave Shrek Academy, we can make our move."

"When we take action, we'll change our clothes so they don't recognize us. Our strategy is to launch a surprise attack and finish the job quickly!"

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Tang San's eyes. If the academy's teachers weren't so weak, he wouldn't have had to act like this. He could have just taken it openly, since the other party didn't have the strength to retaliate against them.

Now, the other side truly has the power to retaliate against them.

Dai Mubai nodded.

"OK.

Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands together, laughing so hard his eyes disappeared.

"Hehe, Dan—I'm here—"

Tang San looked at the two of them, who seemed so eager, and sneered inwardly.

"Those two idiots—"

He thought to himself.

"Although they're unreliable, they can still be used as henchmen."

Tang San's gaze fell on Oscar, thinking of inviting him to join.

"Xiao Ao doesn't need to. After all, Xiao Ao's soul power has already broken through level 30, and he still has to go hunting for soul rings with his teacher tomorrow. He should get some rest."

Ma Hongjun smiled and said something when he saw Oscar standing to the side.

"That's right, a few of us are enough. If there's any left, we'll share it with you."

Dai Mubai also spoke up, saying that the more people share a pill, the less there is left.

Adding a support-type Soul Master would at most be useful after the battle, but they wouldn't be able to participate in their affairs at all.

"Okay, I'll head back now."

Oscar nodded, watching the three walk toward the school gate.

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