Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

Sparks flew everywhere!

The tip of the blue silver grass was as hard as iron.

Immediately afterwards, from above, behind, and under his feet... from all directions, countless blue silver grasses transformed into the most deadly weapons, stabbing, whipping, entangling, and binding him, launching a relentless attack.

In this Blue Silver Forest dominated by Tang San, Dai Mubai felt as if he were fighting against the entire forest!

He was struggling to defend himself, and the White Tiger Protective Barrier was flashing violently under the intense attacks, while the White Tiger Vajra Transformation state was rapidly depleting.

Even worse, the tiny roots of the blue silver grass continued to drain his life force, making him feel increasingly weak.

"boom!"

A blue silver grass vine, pulled from a tricky angle, finally broke through the White Tiger's protective barrier and lashed hard at Dai Mubai's back.

The burning pain made him stumble.

flaw!

Chapter 243 Defeating

Tang San, who had been hiding in the Blue Silver Grass, suddenly launched a fatal attack like a venomous snake that had been waiting for a long time!

He appeared silently beside Dai Mubai, his Xuan Yu hand forming a knife-like shape, gathering all his soul power and inner strength, and stabbed at the weakest point in Dai Mubai's ribs with lightning speed!

"puff!"

The white tiger protective barrier on Dai Mubai's body shattered instantly!

Tang San's fingers pierced through Dai Mubai's hide, sinking deep into his ribs.

"Ugh!"

Dai Mubai let out a painful scream, feeling an extremely sharp energy penetrate his body, instantly disrupting the flow of his soul power.

His massive body staggered backward like a broken straw, finally collapsing to one knee with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The White Tiger Vajra Transformation was forcibly dispelled, and his body returned to its original state, his face as pale as paper.

He tried to stand up, but the sharp pain in his ribs and the chaotic soul power within his body prevented him from exerting any strength for the time being.

Tang San slowly emerged from the swaying blue silver grass, stood in front of Dai Mubai, and looked down at him.

His eyes were cold, devoid of any victor's joy, only showing the indifference one would show to trash.

He lifted his foot and stepped on Dai Mubai's shoulder, applying slight pressure.

Dai Mubai groaned, almost collapsing to the ground under the pressure of the force. Humiliation and anger made him tremble all over, his bloodshot eyes staring intently at Tang San.

“You…” he was about to speak.

Tang San pressed down harder with his foot, forcefully stomping the words he was about to say back down.

"What kind of look did you give my sister just now?" Tang San's voice was calm, but it carried a chilling coldness.

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Tang San leaned down, close to Dai Mubai's ear, and said, word by word, in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Your gaze makes me very uncomfortable. So, this is just a small lesson."

His voice carried a faint hint of murderous intent.

Tang San did indeed have murderous intent.

A chilling killing intent flashed through his mind like the forked tongue of a venomous snake.

In his previous life, he was a disciple of the Tang Clan, skilled in using hidden weapons and walking in the shadows. For someone who dared to covet and desecrate his sensitive spot, the simplest way to deal with them was to make them disappear forever, ending it all.

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, several poisoned bone-piercing needles almost burst from the pouch in the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridges.

But in the end, reason prevailed over the urge to kill.

He took a deep breath and slowly withdrew the pressure from his foot on Dai Mubai's shoulder.

This is neither Tangmen Fort nor a desolate wilderness.

This is Soto, in the public area of ​​a luxury hotel.

Killing a Soul Master who appears to be of extraordinary status and possesses a top-tier Beast Martial Soul in full view of everyone will lead to endless troubles.

It wasn't that he was afraid, but he didn't want to get involved with unnecessary forces before he was fully capable, which would implicate his sister.

He needs to keep a low profile and take time to grow. At the very least, he cannot rashly take drastic measures before figuring out who is behind this young master Dai.

"Humph."

Tang San snorted coldly, no longer looking at the disheveled Dai Mubai on the ground, and turned to walk towards Cinderella, who had been standing quietly behind him with a hint of worry on her face.

"Sister, let's go."

His voice returned to its usual calm and steady tone, as if the chilling killing intent that had just erupted was merely an illusion.

Cinderella nodded without saying anything more.

The hotel manager and waiters had long since hidden far away, not daring to breathe, watching helplessly as the two young people calmly left, leaving behind a mess, Dai Mubai slumped on the ground with blood trickling from his mouth, and the twin sisters who were terrified.

Dai Mubai struggled to get up from the ground, the sharp pain in his ribs making him grimace.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, but his sinister eyes did not show much anger or humiliation from defeat. Instead, they gleamed with an indescribable, almost excited light.

He stared at Tang San and Cinderella's retreating figures as they disappeared at the hotel entrance, then suddenly grinned, arousing his wound and causing him to gasp again, but the smile only grew wider.

"Cough cough... Interesting, fucking interesting!" he muttered to himself, his voice hoarse but full of enthusiasm.

A Soul Master around twelve years old, with a second Soul Ring of a thousand years, such formidable combat power, and unpredictable Soul Skills... What else could such a genius be doing in Soto City at this time, besides going there?

Shrek Academy!

Dai Mubai was almost certain that these two people were definitely after Shrek Academy!

The thought of welcoming two such monstrous new students to the academy instantly dispelled the slight unhappiness Dai Mubai felt due to his defeat.

What's so shameful about losing to a future teammate?

This shows that Shrek Academy is full of talented people!

When Dean Flanders and Teacher Zhao Wuji see these two treasures, they'll probably be grinning from ear to ear.

As for the conflict just now? In Dai Mubai's view, it was nothing at all. Geniuses are all the same; it's normal for them to have a temper. A fight can actually help them get to know each other better.

Once you're in college and become classmates, you'll have plenty of opportunities to learn from and exchange ideas with each other.

He seemed to already see the future, when Shrek Academy would sweep all before them in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, and he, Dai Mubai, would lead this monster team to fame and glory.

Thinking of this, he felt much better, and even the pain from his injuries didn't seem so bad anymore.

He straightened his back, and although his movements were still a bit stiff, he regained his nonchalant attitude and waved to the terrified twin sisters beside him.

"What are you standing there for? Help me back to rest! Damn, today was really... exhilarating!"

He deliberately raised his voice, making sure it carried outside the hotel door, and called out towards the entrance with a meaningful tone:

"I think we'll meet soon!"

To Dai Mubai himself, these words were an expectation, a declaration, and an affirmation of his future teammates.

However, to Tang San, who had just stepped out of the hotel, it was a completely different story.

Tang San paused for a moment, his eyes instantly turning cold again.

We'll meet soon?

To him, this was nothing short of a blatant threat and declaration of war.

Does it mean, "This isn't over yet, you just wait, I'll come back to settle the score with you soon"?

In an instant, Tang San's mind flashed back to the similar harsh words uttered by his enemies in the Tang Sect in his previous life after their defeats.

Each of these swift meetings meant more intense conflicts and more insidious schemes, until one side was completely defeated.

He tilted his head slightly and glanced at the magnificent entrance of the Rose Hotel out of the corner of his eye, as if he could see through the walls and into the blond-haired, double-eyed young man inside.

As expected, these noble scions are vengeful and hold grudges.

If they lose the argument, they'll make some harsh statements in an attempt to regain their momentum.

Chapter 244 Shrek Academy

Tang San sneered inwardly.

Come if you want.

Tang San has never been afraid of trouble.

If the other party insists on pestering him, he wouldn't mind making it a final farewell the next time they meet.

However, it needs to be done more cleanly and discreetly.

"Xiao San, what's wrong?" Cinderella noticed the sudden change in Tang San's aura and asked softly.

"It's nothing," Tang San said calmly, withdrawing his gaze.

"It's just an annoying fly buzzing around. Sister, let's find another place to stay."

He ignored Dai Mubai's words, which he found provocative, and led Cinderella straight into the bustling crowds of Soto City in the evening.

However, deep down, his wariness and disgust towards the blond youth named Dai Mubai deepened. He firmly etched that name and that face onto his list of people he needed to be wary of.

……

Supported by his twin sisters, Dai Mubai limped toward his other lodging in Soto City, still happily making plans in his mind.

"The Evil-Eyed White Tiger, plus that kid's strange Blue Silver Grass, and that little girl... judging by her demeanor, she's no ordinary Soul Master. Tsk tsk, add Oscar's sausage, Fatty's phoenix... with this lineup, five years from now, they might really be able to compete with those top academies!"

He became more and more excited as he thought about it, as if he could already see the incredulous expression on Davis's face when he trampled him underfoot on the court.

As for Tang San possibly misunderstanding his meaning?

Dai Mubai didn't even consider that possibility.

In his view, the goodwill and expectations he had expressed were already clear enough.

We're all geniuses, we should respect each other, what's wrong with a fight? We'll become friends through a fight!

He was completely unaware that his slightly condescending approval, stemming from the competitive mindset of the Star Luo royal family, sounded incredibly jarring and hostile to another soul who had walked through killing and intrigue.