manynovel Chapter 175 Tang 3, who started stealing at the age of 9?
Chapter 175 Tang 3, who started stealing at the age of 9?
Chapter 175 Tang San, who started stealing at the age of nine?
The Shrek members were already seething with anger, and this blatant provocation was like lighting a powder keg. They immediately glared fiercely in the direction of the sound.
Suddenly, Dugu Bo and Tang Chuan walked towards them expressionlessly.
"Xiao Gang, watch out!"
Upon seeing that the person who came was Dugu Bo, Liu Erlong's expression changed drastically. Almost instinctively, he took a step forward and used his body to protect the master in the wheelchair behind him.
"Erlong, be careful too!"
Upon seeing this, Flander's heart tightened instantly. He quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Liu Erlong, staring solemnly at Dugu Bo who was approaching step by step. The atmosphere instantly became tense!
"Who are you calling a thief?!" Tyrone was the first to jump out.
At this moment, Tyrone's fist was already raised. He didn't know Dugu Bo, and he wasn't known for his good temper. How could he possibly hold back after being provoked by the other party?
"Taron, come back."
Just then, Tang San's voice suddenly rang out.
Tailong's fist, which was about to be thrown, had to stop in mid-air, and he turned to look at Tang San.
Tang San said calmly, "What's the use of talking? If you want to fight, let's wait until the arena. Don't you know that fighting between Soul Master academies is prohibited here?"
"Their purpose in doing this is simply to provoke us and then eliminate Shrek Academy prematurely. We cannot fall into their trap."
Upon hearing this, Tang Chuan smiled slightly, then his gaze bypassed Tai Long and locked onto Tang San standing behind him. His gaze was so deep it was somewhat unsettling. He said:
"Little San, judging from the fluctuations of your soul power, your aura is much more robust than before. Your cultivation has improved quite a bit during this period."
As he spoke, he looked Tang San up and down, but a faint, ambiguous smile suddenly appeared on his lips, and he abruptly changed the subject.
"It's just a pity... that you ended up with such a useless teacher as Yu Xiaogang."
"As the saying goes, one becomes like the company one keeps. You haven't learned much of the good things, but you've certainly surpassed your master in the art of petty theft."
Before Tang San could retort, he suddenly raised his voice, making sure that everyone around him could hear him clearly.
"Did you know that your self-proclaimed invincible teacher, in his youth, actually did something despicable: secretly plagiarizing core research materials from the Spirit Hall and publishing them under his own name! When the truth came out, the Spirit Hall ruthlessly expelled and blacklisted him, leaving him a fugitive!"
"Now that you've gone under his careful tutelage to steal Senior Dugu's medicinal herbs, you could say that you've... carried forward the fine tradition of your sect."
"Truly, master and disciple are of the same lineage!"
These words, once spoken, were like cold water poured into boiling oil, instantly causing an explosion.
Not only did people from other academies cast surprised and uncertain glances at them, but even substitute members of the Shrek team, such as Tyrone and Huang Yuan, subconsciously looked at the master in the wheelchair.
Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned bright red, his lips trembled violently, and he grabbed the armrest of his wheelchair, trying to stand up to refute.
But when his gaze fell upon Dugu Bo, who was expressionless and exuding a chilling killing intent not far away, the angry curse that was on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back.
He didn't want to have his bloodline drained by Dugu Bo again...
"Tang Chuan! You're talking nonsense!"
Just then, Tang San stepped forward, shielding the Grandmaster behind him, and roared:
"What do you mean I stole Dugu Bo's medicinal herbs?"
"The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire is a natural wonder, a gift from nature! When did it become Dugu Bo's personal property?!"
"Moreover, I was the one who discovered and entered the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire first! That old bastard Dugu Bo arrived shortly after, and seeing the treasure, he coveted it. Relying on his Title Douluo cultivation, he tried to forcibly seize it, even resorting to murder and robbery! In the end, when he failed to steal it, he turned around and blamed me! Utterly shameless!"
Tang San became more and more agitated as he spoke, finally unleashing the anger and grievances that had been building up in his heart.
"And you! Tang Chuan! As my elder brother, not only did you not protect me, but you also colluded with outsiders to frame me! You even stole the only keepsake my mother left me back in Holy Soul Village! You are worse than a pig or a dog, a complete beast!"
In the end, Tang San let out a series of cold laughs, his voice resounding with conviction.
"Moreover, such a treasure trove of heaven and earth, the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, is naturally reserved for the virtuous! Dugu Bo is bloodthirsty by nature, his temperament is fickle, and he readily slaughters entire cities and exterminates entire clans. How could he be worthy of possessing such a blessed and beautiful place? Nowhere could this precious land be more tarnished!"
"You little brat, you're asking for it!"
Upon hearing this, a chilling killing intent flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees. He spoke in a sinister tone:
"Although I am bound by the rules of the tournament and cannot do anything to you in this Great Soul Arena, you'd better pray that you don't run into me alone outside the arena."
"Old poisoner, why bother getting angry with this kind of person?"
Just then, Tang Chuan suddenly raised his hand, slightly interrupting Dugu Bo's words.
His gaze returned to Tang San, his face displaying a feigned regret and undisguised sarcasm as he continued:
"Little mistress, I didn't expect that your verbal skills have improved so much in just a few months. It seems that you have truly mastered the art of twisting the truth and making sophistry."
At this point, he glanced meaningfully at the ashen-faced Grandmaster behind Tang San.
"As for your claim that I stole my mother's belongings..."
With a sneer, Tang Chuan's tone suddenly became assertive, and he said seriously:
"Since it's my mother's keepsake, it's only right for me, as her eldest son, to take it and inherit it. How can that be considered stealing? But you..."
As he spoke, he deliberately dragged out his words, a meaningful glint in his eyes, before reciting each word with a slow, clear tone, sarcastically:
"It's quite a coincidence, but I have heard a story about a man named Tang San before."
"It is said that the person was born in the Sichuan region and was kindly taken back to the sect by the old master of the Tang Clan when he was still an infant.
"Yet this person, who has received so much kindness from the sect, stole the Tang Sect's secret manual, the 'Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record,' at the age of nine! Tsk tsk, wouldn't you call that repaying kindness with enmity and betraying one's own side?"
"As for why we concluded that Tang San started stealing at the age of nine, it's simple. He was twenty-nine when he finally jumped off the Ghost's Sorrow cliff, and he himself admitted that it took him a full twenty years to create the Buddha's Wrath Lotus."
At this point, Tang Chuan's sarcastic smile widened, as if stating an undeniable fact. "So, isn't the answer obvious? He must have stolen the Tang Clan's secret manual when he was nine years old!"
"Isn't such a person worse than a pig or a dog, even worse than an animal?"
In the end, Tang Chuan didn't even give Tang San any chance to ask questions or refute, and instead gave Dugu Bo beside him a look that could only be understood but not spoken.
The two immediately turned around without hesitation and left, leaving behind a dashing silhouette.
At this moment, Tang San was as if he had been petrified, frozen in place with a blank expression, his mind buzzing and completely blank, utterly at a loss.
"How...how could he know so much? Even the timing and details are spot on!"
"Could it be... that my brother... also transmigrated from the Tang Sect?"
This absurd yet only plausible thought entered Tang San's mind, causing him to feel dizzy and almost faint.
"But...how is this possible?!"
"If that's the case, then brother must already have a way to die!"
"I absolutely cannot leave behind such a huge threat..."
Seeing that Tang San's expression was somewhat unpleasant, and filled with worry and doubt, the master pushed his wheelchair closer and asked in a low voice:
"Little San, what exactly was your brother saying just now? What Tang Clan? What Xuan Tian Bao Lu, Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus? I couldn't understand a single word!"
Tang San was startled awake by the Grandmaster's voice, and only then did he come back to his senses from the great shock and chaotic thoughts. He took a deep breath and forced a very forced and even stiff smile, trying to make his tone sound relaxed and natural.
"Teacher, I...I don't understand either."
Fearing the master would press him further, he quickly changed the subject, turning his gaze to the crowd that had begun to enter in an orderly fashion. His tone was deliberately urging, "The opening ceremony is about to begin. Let's get ready to enter first, so as not to delay our important business."
After saying that, he helped the master's wheelchair without saying another word, signaled the others to follow, and took the lead in walking towards the entrance passage. However, his slightly hurried steps and slightly flickering eyes revealed that he was far from being as calm as he appeared on the surface.
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On the other side, after leaving the noisy entrance area, Tang Chuan and Dugu Bo went straight to the relatively quiet VIP lounge on one side of the Great Soul Arena.
Inside, Xue Qinghe was already waiting.
He was dressed in magnificent princely robes and possessed an air of elegance.
Upon seeing the two enter, Xue Qinghe nodded slightly in acknowledgment. Dugu Bo casually sat down beside him, closed his eyes to rest, seemingly not paying much attention to the conversation that was about to begin.
Tang Chuan walked directly up to Xue Qinghe, without any pleasantries, and lowered his voice to state his purpose.
"What? You want me to tamper with the draw ceremony for the first round of the preliminary rounds and arrange for your Tianxing Academy to face Shrek Academy in the very first match?"
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