Kapitel 403: Chapter 399: Luo Yu is just more handsome, Tang San goes mad, he's provoked!_1
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were squatting at the entrance, leisurely savoring the northwest breeze.
With Luo Yu upstairs, they felt that even breathing was an act of fearful oppression.
"Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai."
When they suddenly heard someone calling their names, both Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun simultaneously shifted their gaze.
They saw a youth with fluttering blue hair, handsome and tall.
Dai Mubai, "Who are you?"
"Tang San."
"You're Tang San?" Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's eyes widened, looking him up and down repeatedly.
"Genuine and original."
Tang San, with his arms crossed, let a confident smile spill over his lips.
After transforming his Martial Soul into the Bluesilver Emperor, his appearance had indeed undergone an earth-shattering change, which also gave him more confidence to win back Xiaowu.
"Hiss—"
"How did you become so handsome?"
Dai Mubai drew a sharp breath, expressing his unbelievable shock.
Seeing the other's surprised face and hearing the words of praise, the smugness on Tang San's face grew even more.
Ma Hongjun, stroking his cheeks, shook his head again and again.
"Handsome is handsome, but it still depends on who you compare with. Compared to Brother Yu, that's not just a little bit off."
Tang San's face stiffened, and in an instant, he looked very unpleasant.
Dai Mubai followed by nodding, assessing, "Indeed."
"Brother Yu has a celestial temperament, as if he transcended the mortal realm. Even as a man, I feel a little..."
"Cough cough."
"What kind of joke are you two making?"
"That guy has anything to do with being handsome?"
Tang San's face turned iron blue, his joy completely vanished, feeling extremely stifled.
"Uhh..."
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were taken aback, the mirth on their faces turning solemn and serious.
"We're not joking."
"Don't tell me you really believe a little makeover can compare with Brother Yu in terms of handsomeness?"
"Me, cosmetic surgery?"
Tang San's chest seethed with anger, and he questioned loudly, "What makes you two think my looks are slightly inferior to his?"
"Isn't that guy's face plain enough?"
Ma Hongjun sighed, patting his shoulder, speaking earnestly, "Tang San brother, to be honest with you."
"People shouldn't become conceited from a bit of fortune, you two are not just a little different."
"To put it fairly," Dai Mubai added, "the difference is indeed a bit much."
Tang San's shoulder jerked, shaking off Ma Hongjun's hand, his eyes reddening.
"Get lost, who are you calling your brother."
"Hey, what's wrong with you, can't let others speak the truth?" Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands in displeasure.
Tang San narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the two.
"I used to think you two were real men."
"Daring to pick a fight with that Luo Yu guy."
"Now it seems you're just a couple of spineless wimps, going out of your way to speak on his behalf."
Dai Mubai sneered, "Tang San, if you want us to praise you for being handsomer than Luo Yu, just say it directly, no need to beat around the bush."
"Exactly, what's with coming here to seek validation? As if that gives you any skills," Ma Hongjun's eyes bulged in annoyance.
Tang San took a deep breath, steadying his spirit, revealing a slight smile.
"Fine, let's say you're somewhat right."
Ma Hongjun was dissatisfied, "What do you mean 'somewhat'? It's correct."
Tang San's forehead throbbed, his fists clenched.
But considering the two in front of him as reliable fighters, he felt the necessity to try to recruit them.
He held back his anger, forcing a cheerful smile and said, "I see you two have decent strength, how about following me in the future?"
Dai Mubai raised an eyebrow, "Follow you?"
"Right." Tang San said, "I plan to participate in this continent's Senior Soul Master tournament, and you can join my team."
"With my current strength, I am enough to lead you to show off, to take flight."
Ma Hongjun laughed, "You sure?"
"Of course."
Tang San clenched his fists tighter.
"I can not only take you to beat Luo Yu black and blue, settling an old score, but also lead you to stand at the pinnacle of this tournament."
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance after hearing Tang San's confident declaration, their eyes flickering with an indescribable peculiarity.
"Brother, who gave you such great confidence?"
Tang San just smiled.
"Words are of no help here."
"Boom!"
He stimulated his Soul Power, and the dazzling phantom of the Bluesilver Emperor emerged, with five Soul Rings shining upon each other.
The aura of a Soul King escalated to its peak.
"Understand now?"
Tang San looked at them proudly, expecting their faces to register shock.
Who would have thought that Dai Mubai and the other wouldn't even show the slightest reaction, barely lifting their eyelids?
Ma Hongjun even asked in confusion, "What should we understand?"
A dark line rose on Tang San's forehead as he cursed inwardly.
Could these two be idiots?
I'm a Soul King, a Soul King, can't you see my formidable cultivation level?
He patiently explained, "My confidence comes from my strength. Who among the young generation has a cultivation level like mine, why wouldn't I be confident?"
He had thought that this time they would finally react differently, but their mouths instead curled with disdain.
"Is that it?"
"Is that all you got?"
Ma Hongjun shook his head repeatedly, while Dai Mubai's interest visibly dwindled as he curled his lip.
They had witnessed the tremendous rate of improvement of the girls with Brother Yu's help.
Soul King?
If it wasn't for the girls' dedication to laying a solid foundation, they would almost all be close to becoming Soul Kings by now.
In the end, they became numb to Brother Yu's overwhelming strength.
Now, why would they react to Tang San's Soul King cultivation level?
At this moment, Tang San began to question his life.
Not only were these two not excited, but why were their glances at him akin to looking at a country bumpkin?
"Xiaosan, my brother, let me give you a piece of advice,"
Dai Mubai said with a shudder, "I urge you not to mess with Brother Yu, that's just courting death."
"Yeah, if you dare to provoke him, you'll die a most miserable death," Ma Hongjun added, shivering himself.
"That's because you don't understand my true strength. The power of a Soul King is just the tip of the iceberg of my abilities."
Tang San said irritably, "You just need to believe in me, come and follow me obediently, and I'll help you get your revenge."
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's heads shook like rattle-drums, vehemently shaking their heads.
They even glanced back, fearing Brother Yu might accidentally be behind them.
Dai Mubai, straying from his usual aloofness, shrank his neck and said timidly,
"If you're courting death, go ahead, but don't drag us into it."
"Right, we're still young, we don't want to die," Ma Hongjun said as he retreated three steps, keeping a distance from Tang San.
"Clack, clack!"
Tang San clenched his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between them.
"Why do I always raise others' spirits and deflate my own?"
"I think you two have been kneeling for too long, you've forgotten how to stand, and can't even be helped up,"
Dai Mubai said nonchalantly, "What's wrong with kneeling? Why do we need to stand?"
"Kneeling is comfortable, I like it," laughed Ma Hongjun.
Tang San's voice was stern, "You two have changed too much. Now you like being Brother Yu's dog so much?"
"Sigh—"
Dai Mubai sighed deeply, sounding dejected,
"We actually want to be Brother Yu's dogs, but he won't take us."
"That's right. Brother Yu looks down on us," Ma Hongjun said with a look of dejection. "Otherwise, with a mere wave from him, I would gladly be his dog."
"Damn it!"
Tang San wanted to curse. His anger surged, causing blood to clog his brain.
"Are you two spineless?"
"What do you know about breadth of vision?" Dai Mubai and the other looked at him as if he were an idiot, "You've got a small mind, Tang San."
Tang San didn't understand, but they were very clear.
They couldn't even begin to imagine the heights Brother Yu would reach in the future.
So what about being a dog?
As long as one chooses the right master, when one man attains enlightenment, even his pets ascend to heaven.
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