pertwk Chapter 772 Weaker Than Them
Chapter 772 Weaker Than Them
Chapter 772 Weaker Than Them
"I'm so sorry, I... I didn't expect it to fall and reveal my identity."
Listening to the conversation between Tang Hao and his son Tang San, Xiao Wu, clutching the blue-silver hairpin tightly, looked ashamed. Perhaps it was her unease or perhaps she was too frightened, but she was already on the verge of tears.
Seeing the tears welling up in Xiao Wu's pink eyes, Tang San's heart softened instantly. He quickly stepped forward, hugged her, and comforted her.
"It's okay, Xiao Wu, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself."
"It's just that your identity as a soul beast has been exposed. It's no big deal. With your father here, he will definitely be able to protect you."
Don't worry.
After much persuasion, Tang San finally calmed Xiao Wu down, making the mischievous rabbit feel a little bit more at ease.
Held tightly in Tang San's arms, Xiao Wu nestled against him and cried softly for a while before raising her head, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and gently nodding to Tang San, saying "Mmm."
This scene made Tang Hao, who was standing nearby, feel a pang of pain in his liver. He felt that Tang San seemed to be completely under Xiao Wu's control.
However, Tang Hao didn't say much about it, instead seeming to let it go, though his eyes flickered and his expression was strange and inexplicable.
When it came to her identity, Xiao Wu sniffled and admitted that she had an irreconcilable feud with Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo.
He also recounted in detail to Tang Hao and his son Tang San how the three of them had hunted him and his mother, Arou, back then.
"So Xiao Wu's background was also so complicated?"
After hearing Xiao Wu's account, Tang San was shocked, and as if sharing her feelings, he gritted his teeth fiercely.
"Damn Bibi Dong, damn the Spirit Hall, and those two Title Douluos, how dare they be so rebellious, not only hunting down Xiao Wu, but also cruelly murdering Xiao Wu's mother?"
"As expected, the Spirit Hall is an evil force and should not exist in this world."
"Speaking of which, my mother, Ah Yin, was also killed by the Spirit Hall."
"Heh, Spirit Hall. Very well, I'll remember this. I'll settle these scores with you sooner or later!"
Then, he looked at Xiao Wu and solemnly promised:
"Xiao Wu, don't worry."
"Your enemy is my enemy. I will face this with you, and I will definitely seek justice for Auntie in the future. I will not let them get away with this!"
Hearing Tang San's words, Xiao Wu felt a warmth spread through her heart, her eyes filled with emotion, and even her gaze towards Tang San became misty.
"Third Brother, thank you, it's so good to have you."
Warm breath on his face, Tang San looked into Xiao Wu's pink eyes and felt the softness of her body in his arms, and his heart burned with desire.
"Xiao Wu."
Just then, an untimely voice suddenly rang out; it was Tang Hao, who had abruptly interrupted them:
"Alright, that's enough for you two. Now is not the time for sweet nothings. Let's think about how to get through this crisis."
Upon hearing this, Tang San and Xiao Wu blushed simultaneously and quickly broke free from each other's embrace, creating distance between them.
Suppressing her embarrassment, Xiao Wu mustered her courage and pleaded with Tang Hao:
"Uncle, can you take me and my third brother with you? I don't want to stay here anymore. Wuhun City is too dangerous. Those people will definitely not let me go."
Tang San also looked up at his father.
Because of the obstruction of the tattered black robe and hat brim, he could not see Tang Hao's expression clearly, nor did he know what the latter was thinking.
In Tang San's mind, he actually felt the same way as Xiao Wu.
With the revelation that Xiao Wu is a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast, Wuhun City has become a den of dragons and tigers for them, with danger lurking at any moment.
It would be best to leave here as soon as possible.
Since the Shrek Seven Devils have already lost the competition, their journey in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament has come to an end. Even if they secretly leave, it won't affect anything anymore.
Leaving here sooner will only bring benefits, not harm.
Soon, Tang San and Xiao Wu received Tang Hao's reply, but it wasn't a good one.
Tang Hao slowly shook his head, directly refusing Xiao Wu's plea:
"No, we can't leave now."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu's expectant expression froze, then turned into disappointment.
Tang San was also taken aback, but quickly recovered and looked at his father, his tone somewhat confused, and asked:
"Father, why is this?"
Seeing the disappointment and confusion on their faces, Tang Hao sighed softly and slowly explained:
"Wuhun City is a city of soul masters and the headquarters of the Wuhun Hall. It is already heavily guarded. Now that Xiao Wu has happened, the guards will probably be even more stringent. It will be no easy task to leave the city."
"If it were just me alone, I could come and go freely if I tried my best to conceal it, but if I were to bring the two of you along, it wouldn't be so easy."
"The risk of exposure will increase significantly."
At this point, Tang Hao paused briefly, glanced at the two people who looked astonished, and then continued:
"Don't underestimate the Spirit Hall."
"The strength it has displayed is not as simple as you imagine. There are countless combat forces at the Title Douluo level or above. It is definitely not what you see. There are only three: Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo."
"Also, don't underestimate Title Douluos."
"Those at the level of Title Douluo above level 90 can use their mental power to reach their destination instantly. Their perception is extremely sharp, and low-level Soul Masters have almost nowhere to hide in front of them."
"Like the two of you, even with my help to conceal your figures and aura, it would be difficult to escape their eyes."
"If a Title Douluo's mental energy sweeps over you during your escape, you will be exposed without a doubt."
Upon hearing Tang Hao's words, Xiao Wu felt a chill run down her spine, filled with fear. Tang San also frowned deeply, but remained relatively calm, and asked again:
"Father, is there really no other way?"
Tang Hao did not answer immediately, but stood there silently, seemingly weighing something.
After a moment, he broke the silence and suddenly smiled:
"There are solutions, of course, but they would be quite dangerous."
Tang San and Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, and they asked in unison:
"What method?"
"You'll find out tomorrow. I'm just here to give you a heads-up."
Tang Hao's lips curled slightly into a smile, but he didn't explicitly state what the method was. Instead, he looked at the two of them and instructed them:
"Alright, you guys get some rest tonight and don't do anything unnecessary, so you won't be too tired to escape later."
Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged bewildered glances, but since Tang Hao was unwilling to explain, they couldn't press him further and could only nod in agreement.
"Yes, Father/(Uncle)!"
Before long, Tang Hao's figure darted out of Tang San's room window and disappeared into the vast night.
Little did he know that his every action, even his every move, was being watched by a pair of eyes in the shadows.
A few breaths after Tang Hao left, a shadow in the hotel where the Shrek Seven Devils were staying suddenly began to slowly move, revealing a tall figure shrouded in a wide black robe.
The tall figure appeared somewhat ethereal, floating in the shadows like a ghost, exuding a deep and chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
This person was none other than Ghost Douluo, Ghostly Demon.
In terms of stealth and tracking abilities, almost no one in the entire Spirit Hall, or even the entire Douluo Continent, can compare to him, except for a certain Holy Son who pretends to be weak while actually being strong.
With Ghost monitoring Shrek's group, Tang Hao naturally had difficulty detecting his presence.
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Silent all night.
The next morning, Shrek and his friends gathered together.
The team consisted of three instructors, Flander, Qin Ming, and Yu Xiaogang, seven official team members, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Yu Tianheng, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong, and even four substitute soul masters who were just there to make up the numbers.
He just seemed out of place among the others, standing aside, forming a separate group.
After treatment, the Shrek Seven Devils, except for Tang San who was the most seriously injured, have almost fully recovered from their injuries.
Ning Rongrong was taken back by Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo for a thorough examination to ensure that there were no lingering health problems, and then she was quickly sent back.
Although the Shrek Seven Devils' competition has ended, every member of this team is a talent, and Ning Fengzhi is still very tempted to recruit them to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Therefore, instead of taking Ning Rongrong away directly, they allowed her to return to the Shrek Seven Devils group to deepen her relationship with the other Shrek Seven Devils, so that they could better persuade and win her over after the competition.
Flanders' expression was unusually serious today.
Ever since the Shrek Seven Devils made him a fortune in this tournament, he had been all smiles, but now there was no smile on his face at all.
There's no other reason than that I was completely influenced by the people in front of me.
At this moment, the Shrek Seven Devils were clearly not in high spirits. They all looked extremely dejected, didn't say a word, and even their expressions were the same, all looking listless.
Among them, Yu Xiaogang looked the most dejected.
Even after a heartfelt speech of comfort and reassurance, he remains as stiff as a dead fish.
Flanders certainly knew the reason.
The loss yesterday was a huge blow to the Shrek Seven Devils and their students, and they haven't recovered yet.
Flander walked up to the Shrek Seven Devils, looked them over once, and then addressed them:
"Little monsters, a temporary defeat does not mean permanent defeat. Yesterday's game was just a small part of your life journey. Losing is losing, it's not a big deal."
"Although I said before that I wouldn't let you graduate if you didn't win the championship, that was just a joke, and you don't have to take it seriously."
At this point, a smile suddenly appeared on Flander's long, bushy face, as he tried to stir up the emotions of the Shrek Seven Devils.
But the smiling face looked ridiculous no matter how you looked at it, and the Shrek Seven Devils were completely unmoved, remaining as dejected as ever.
Fortunately, Flander was thick-skinned and didn't take it seriously at all. After a few awkward laughs, he continued talking to himself:
"What I want to tell you now is that the championship is not important. What is important is you yourselves. No matter what the results are, you are all my pride and my students."
"To be honest, I feel very honored and extremely proud to have nurtured such geniuses as you. As the dean, I am already very satisfied that Shrek Academy has made it to the final three."
"All good things must come to an end. Shrek Academy cannot help you grow forever. You will have to walk your own path in the future."
"So don't dwell on past failures, pick yourself up!"
His earnest words seemed to finally stir up the emotions of the Shrek Seven Devils, and a glimmer of light gradually returned to each of their eyes.
Seeing this, Flander smiled with satisfaction and, seizing the opportunity, continued:
"Little monsters, you may not know what it means to be in the top three of the finals, but I can tell you that you are definitely one of the best teams."
"You should know that in the past All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, the members of any team that could enter the top three of the finals were all the most outstanding and top talents among the younger generation of Soul Masters in the entire Soul Master world and even the entire Douluo Continent."
"You are only fourteen or fifteen years old, much younger than most of the contestants, yet you were able to defeat them in the fierce competition and enter the top three in the finals. That is already enviable enough."
"What's there for you to be disappointed about? The teams should be the ones who are disappointed."
Seeing the Shrek Seven Devils' eyes grow brighter and brighter, and seeing their flames of confidence rekindled, Flander felt a sense of relief, knowing that all his efforts in speaking had not been in vain.
With a quick glance, he decided to add fuel to the fire:
"Among players of the same age, only the Spirit Hall's second team can be compared to you in this year's Elite Soul Master Tournament, and they are only slightly better than you."
"Even the Spirit Hall's top team, which also made it to the finals, is no match for you, after all, they are all over twenty years old."
"Let me ask you this: if you grew to the same age as them, would you be weaker than them? Would you be afraid of them?"
"Right now, you may not be their match, but you can work hard to improve and constantly surpass yourselves."
"One day, you will grow to the same level as them, and then we can compete again. Who can say who will win and who will lose?"
Flander's heartfelt encouragement finally helped the dejected Shrek Seven Devils recover from the heavy blow dealt by the Spirit Hall's Second Team.
As a disciple whom Flander had brought back at a bargain price, Oscar naturally knew this and was the first to step forward, nodding emphatically:
"Dean Flander is right. We can't easily deny ourselves because of one defeat. If we don't succeed this time, we can try again next time. We're still young anyway."
Ma Hongjun, with his round, bulging belly, jumped out, chuckling as he arm-wrestled:
"That's right. Although we lost to the Spirit Hall's second team, we were still one of the top three in the finals. Why should we feel ashamed?"
"This time we were not strong enough, so we lost, but next time, it won't be like this again."
"After I train properly and increase my strength, next time I will definitely let those little wench from the Spirit Hall's Second Team taste the power of Fatty."
Oscar and Ma Hongjun's banter brightened the mood of the rest of the Shrek Seven Devils, who all nodded in agreement.
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