The main villain in the Douluo world

Chapter 210 The Dejected Tang 3

"You..." Huo Wu's expression froze, as if she had punched cotton. She immediately became angry and embarrassed, saying, "Dare you fight me without using your soul power?"

Hearing this, the members of the Royal Fighting Clan laughed. They all knew Ye Qinghe's hand-to-hand combat ability very well. Even a strong person like Dugu Bo was beaten up without using his soul power. This woman must have lost her mind again.

Most importantly, Ye Qinghe is not one to show mercy to women; Ning Rongrong is a prime example, having been beaten quite a bit.

"Okay." Ye Qinghe was too lazy to argue with the other party. He raised his hand and punched Huo Wu in the lower abdomen. Although he did not use his soul power, his punch contained a clever force. It would not hurt Huo Wu, but it would make Huo Wu feel pain for a while.

Ye Qinghe's punch was too sudden and too fast; Huo Wu had no time to dodge.

When she came to her senses, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, opened her mouth and suddenly spat out a mouthful of acidic water. She clutched her abdomen with both hands, staggered backward, and tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes, which were bloodshot, her face contorted in pain.

The conflict between Ye Qinghe and Huo Wu immediately attracted the attention of many people.

At that moment, the Shrek Academy members walked out of the Great Soul Arena and witnessed this scene.

The Shrek members all looked at Oscar with a sense of familiarity, and they all turned to look at him simultaneously.

Oscar's lips twitched, his resentment towards Ye Qinghe deepened, and while providing him with a large amount of emotional points, he also covered his eyes because he couldn't bear to look at him.

"Those are truly painful memories," Xiao Wu clicked her tongue.

The other Shrek members nodded in deep agreement.

Overwhelmed by the pain, Huo Wu's body moved backward uncontrollably, falling into Huo Wushuang's arms, who had just arrived.

"Let's go." Ye Qinghe turned around without looking back and strode away with Bibi Dong and the others from Huang Dou.

Once Ye Qinghe and the others left, the onlookers knew there was no more drama to watch and gradually dispersed.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill him."

Huo Wu, nestled in Huo Wushuang's arms, took a while to recover. She gritted her teeth and was about to rush out again, but Huo Wushuang stopped her.

"Don't waste your energy. Even if we all joined forces, we wouldn't be a match for him." Huo Wushuang sighed, holding his sister tightly. As an observer, he could tell that Ye Qinghe had already held back.

Otherwise, with Ye Qinghe's terrifying strength in catching Feng Xiaotian's Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Wolf with his bare hands, he could have easily pierced through his sister Huo Wu with a single punch.

It's not as simple as just experiencing a brief pain like this.

"Brother..." Huo Wu's eyes reddened. She had never suffered such a great injustice before, and tears could no longer be held back.

Huo Wushuang sighed, "My silly sister, every era has a protagonist. The previous protagonist was the current Pope of the Spirit Hall. Even someone as strong as Haotian Douluo could only die with regret. The protagonist of this era will undoubtedly be Ye Qinghe. Although we can be considered geniuses, we will most likely stop at the Soul Douluo level at the pinnacle of our lives. Your talent is stronger than mine, and you have a certain hope of advancing to the Title Douluo level, but for Ye Qinghe, becoming a Title Douluo is only a matter of time."

"That's right, Sister Huowu, we don't need to mess with monsters of that level." Feng Xiaotian suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and you could tell he looked very guilty.

After all, he had just shown his strength on the competition stage, but he was brought back to reality in a short while.

"Get lost." Huo Wu was already feeling frustrated, and seeing Feng Xiaotian made her even angrier. Like most of the fairies, she blamed the grievances she had suffered on the sycophant.

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Compared to Huo Wu, Tang San was in no better mood.

As Tang San walked back to the academy from the Great Soul Arena, the entire process of today's match against Tianshui Academy kept replaying in his mind.

Although they won, as the spectators predicted, if it weren't for the defensive skills granted by the over 50,000-year-old plate-armored giant rhinoceros bone...

Faced with Shui Bing'er's Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Ice and Snow Drifting, he had no choice but to jump off the stage and admit defeat; there was no possibility of escaping defeat.

Especially since Shui Bing'er controlled Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul from beginning to end, it almost made Tang San so frustrated that he wanted to vomit blood.

If it weren't for his external soul bone, which could break Shui Bing'er's ice seal, and the fact that he had three strength-type soul bones to amplify his strength and physique, Shui Bing'er's first soul skill, Ice Seal, alone would have limited their Shrek team until the end of the match.

What he found most unacceptable was Ye Qinghe's power, which repeatedly shattered his understanding of what was possible.

He had witnessed Feng Xiaotian's strength. In a one-on-one fight, without using external soul bones and three strength-type soul bones, there was no possibility of victory unless he used his second martial soul.

But even such a powerful opponent was completely outmaneuvered by Ye Qinghe, like a child.

On the other hand, he himself was so passive even when facing Shui Bing'er.

He couldn't help but doubt himself. Could he really defeat Ye Qinghe with his ruined Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?

Tang San was not a particularly strong-willed person. If things went smoothly, he would be fine, but once he suffered a setback, he would easily become discouraged.

Therefore, upon returning to his hotel, he immediately told Flander that he needed to go into seclusion for a while to think things through.

To put it bluntly, he was driven to despair by Shui Bing'er's beatings.

Flander and the other four Shrek Seven Devils were happy about this, since only when Tang San was not around could they have more opportunities to spend time with Xiao Wu.

The ignored Yu Xiaogang didn't care about Tang San either. Or rather, he had gradually stopped treating Tang San as his disciple. Ever since he learned that Tang San hated him to the bone, he had completely given up the idea of ​​relying on Tang San to make a name for himself on the continent.

He pinned all his hopes on having a second child.

Hopefully, this divinely ordained child in her womb will prove that he is not a good-for-nothing, not a fraud, and that the world has misunderstood him. As for Tang San, it is purely his own fault, and he cannot be blamed.

As for Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and those former vice-captains and extras, they wouldn't care about Tang San's fate at all.

The result was that no one cared about Tang San at all, and no one brought him food.

Tang San stayed alone in his room for three whole days without eating or drinking anything, nor did he cultivate.

She sat there blankly at the foot of the bed until the arrival of the two people broke the silence.

"Is the mistress there?"

There was a knock on the door, and Ning Fengzhi's voice came from outside.

When Tang San heard that it was Ning Fengzhi, he hesitated for a moment, but still got up to open the door.

Upon seeing Tang San, both Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment in their eyes. Tang San looked utterly dejected, as if he were a gambler drowning in gambling debts, relentlessly pursued by his creditors, with nowhere to turn for the better and no chance of ever getting out of trouble.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi questioned himself for the first time. Was it really worth it to bet everything on the person in front of him? Was it really the right choice?