Capítulo 574: Chapter 572: Tang San Shows Off, Suppressing with One Punch - 1

"Xu Ran, do you still think that I, Tang San, am like before, something you can manipulate at will? My strength has long since matched yours." Tang San sneered coldly, directly unleashing his Martial Soul, with seven pure black Soul Rings spiraling around him. Tang San's body was filled with the chilling aura of the Rakshasa God and an attribute of destruction capable of annihilating everything.

As the seven black Soul Rings appeared, Tang San instantly became the center of attention in the arena.

A Soul Sage! And with all black Soul Rings!

In an instant, countless people were greatly shocked, their gazes towards Tang San filled with awe and fear.

They knew that Xu Ran was also a Soul Sage. The last time Xu Ran unleashed his Martial Soul, seven red Soul Rings stunned everyone present. That scene was impossible for them to forget, and now a young Soul Sage had emerged from the younger generation.

And this seems to be the Martial Spirit Hall Holy Son!

"The Holy Son is mighty."

"Truly, the Holy Son is unparalleled in the world. For the Martial Soul Hall to have such a talented and outstanding Holy Son is truly our great fortune."

Behind Tang San, several of his followers spoke respectfully, their eyes burning with fierce devotion; they knew that following Tang San would surely lead to a bright future.

Such terrifying talent, unprecedented!

These days, they had personally witnessed Tang San's breakthrough from Soul Emperor to Soul Sage, a pace so rapid it was astonishing to hear.

For ordinary people, they were unaware of the inheritance of the gods. Seeing the speed of Tang San's cultivation and his Soul Rings, they only attributed it to his innate talent. And indeed, Tang San's talent was truly strong.

"Xu Ran, you never imagined, did you? That I would grow so fast, far exceeding your expectations."

"Once you humiliated me in every possible manner, took away my love. At that time, I was so filled with hatred that I wanted to die. But in the end, I survived, and now it's finally my era," Tang San said, standing with his hands behind his back, his body surrounded by the dark Blue Silver Grass, emitting a bloody and chilling presence.

Now Tang San's Martial Soul was no longer the ordinary Blue Silver Grass; under the transformation of the Rakshasa God Power, the Blue Silver Grass had become incredibly chilling and evil.

"Your era?"

Xu Ran just chuckled without saying anything.

Tang San really does shine brilliantly with just a bit of sunlight.

"I still remember someone being quite embarrassed in the Aquipeia Forest. How was your experience with the Joyous Monkey?" Xu Ran recalled the last time Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were captured by a group of Joyous Monkeys in the Aquipeia Forest and taken to a cave, although what happened inside, he couldn't tell.

He believed that this must be an unforgettable memory for Tang San.

"Xu Ran, how dare you bring up that incident?" Tang San's face turned iron blue, breaking into a cold sweat as he recalled his miserable past. It was a stain he could never erase from his life, a scene he never wanted to remember.

Too miserable, too miserable.

He had been forced until he was utterly limp, soft and weak, and even now, the aftereffects hadn't completely disappeared. Already not very enduring, he now felt even more utterly despondent.

"Pity. Xiaowu serves me every day, willing to accompany me in anything. She's even been discussing the matter of having children with me these days. Yet you could only talk man to man with a group of Joyous Monkeys," Xu Ran said, walking up to Tang San, and spoke in a barely audible whisper.

Looking at the bitterly frustrated expression on Tang San's face, he felt extremely comfortable.

Now it was his, Xu Ran's, era. He, Xu Ran, was the protagonist, while Tang San was merely someone he trampled underfoot.

Trampling him once wasn't enough; he had to do it over and over again. Who asked Tang San to be so annoying?

In the original story, he had harmed so many people, causing many families to be destroyed and lives to be lost; no matter how much he trampled on him, it would never be excessive.

"Damn!"

"Xu Ran, you're not human!"

"I'll kill you!"

The face of Tang San, which had been full of pride, now twisted with immeasurable anger and loathing. His eyes turned blood red, his hands clenched tight, his elongated fingernails digging deep into the flesh of his palms, drawing blood.

He had originally planned to show off in front of Xu Ran, slap him in the face, disgust him.

But it turned out, Xu Ran didn't care for such antics at all.

Xu Ran even brought up Xiaowu, and the thought of Xiaowu's beautiful appearance, her long legs, graceful figure, and her body carrying a light fragrance... Imagining such a Xiaowu held in the arms of Xu Ran, that beast... he had no idea what might have befallen Xiaowu.

Given Xiaowu's beauty, Xu Ran would surely do many inappropriate things. And with all the tricks Xu Ran had up his sleeve, who knew what he might have done, things Tang San was unaware of.

The thought of this made Tang San lose his reason in an instant.

Xu Ran, that son of a bitch, was spending his days with Xiaowu and others, living a heavenly life, while he and his teacher were suffering the torment of Huanhuan Yuan in the Aquipeia Forest.

Comparing their situations, he felt his own life was unbearably wretched.

He was just too damn miserable!

Even though he had risen in standing and was now the Martial Spirit Hall Holy Son, Xu Ran could be with Xiaowu—how beautiful she was—and Xu Ran also had so many other beautiful ladies around him. Given the chance, he too would have preferred to bask in such comforting bliss without wanting to get up.

Damn it, he was the real clown all along.

But thankfully, he still had Hulena. Sooner or later, Hulena would become his woman. In a few days, he would start making his moves, striving to win her over before the end of the tournament.

That way, he could show off to Xu Ran, savor the sight of Xu Ran's wretched expression.

In the end, he would utterly defeat Xu Ran, trample him underfoot, take Xiaowu and all the beauties by Xu Ran's side, and ultimately stand at the pinnacle of life, becoming the number one powerhouse of Soul Land.

As Tang San indulged in these satisfying thoughts, Xu Ran delivered a powerful punch straight into Tang San's face.

"Ah."

With a tragic cry, Tang San's body was sent flying backward. The acute pain on his face instantly dragged him back to reality.

Ahead, Xu Ran stood as ever, calm and easy, while Tang San had been thrown far away, toppling countless people before coming to a stop. The disparity between them was immediately clear.

"You've gotten a bit stronger, but you're still as weak as ever," Xu Ran said, blowing on his fist and looking at Tang San, finding it somewhat ridiculous.

Is that it? Not enough, huh?

All too easy.

"Hiss."

The entire crowd drew a sharp breath. They had thought Tang San might be strong, bold enough to challenge Xu Ran and a force to be reckoned with. But they didn't expect Tang San to be sent flying with a single punch from Xu Ran.

Indeed, Xu Ran was the number one genius of the continent.

"Xu Ran is incredible, even the Martial Spirit Hall Holy Son is no match for him."

"Xu Ran is undoubtedly the number one genius of Soul Land. In all of history, no one can compare," said a group of fans worshipping Xu Ran, gazing at his extraordinary bearing and speaking out.

Xu Ran was truly the number one genius in their eyes. As for Tang San, well, they hadn't heard of that name.

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