"Xu Ran, you ambushed me?" Listening to the crowd's adoration for Xu Ran, Tang San felt a twist in his heart. The Martial Soul Hall was his domain; it was supposed to be the place of his rise to power.
They should be worshipping him, not Xu Ran. What was Xu Ran in comparison?
The times were different now, his strength wasn't much weaker than Xu Ran's. Especially since the Destruction God King promised to lend him some power. Although he couldn't use it now, he could employ it directly in the Soul Master competition to let Xu Ran experience what's known as a society's brutal beating.
"Ambush you? Even if I let you use one hand, you still wouldn't be able to beat me," Xu Ran said with disdain. Tang San was really deluded. But it's normal that even someone as sensible as him would get carried away with benefits like Rakshasa God's lifetime of teachings and such a rapid rise to Soul Sage cultivation.
So a bit of arrogance from Tang San was normal.
And yet, even Rakshasa God ended up in such a state because of him, and Tang San was still so careless—it was simply...
"Xu Ran, I am now the Martial Spirit Hall Holy Son. Do you know what price you'll pay for beating the Holy Son without reason?" Tang San switched tactics, ready to suppress Xu Ran with his status.
His power was strong, plus the strength lent by the Destruction God King. With this power, he could completely suppress Xu Ran, preventing any counter, and then he, Tang San, could take the chance to attack from behind, making Xu Ran pay.
However, he could only use this power once. Once he broke the seal of the Destruction God King's lent power, it would dissipate. He wouldn't be able to use it again in a real battle with Xu Ran.
He wasn't the least bit worried; with the help of the Destruction God King, Xu Ran was on a path to doom.
At most, Xu Ran could only enjoy a few more days of freedom.
Even though Xu Ran was having a great time now, surrounded by so many beautiful girls. But looking at it from another angle, once he killed Xu Ran, wouldn't all those people belong to him?
The more cheerfully Xu Ran frolicked now, the more miserable he would be when stamped under Tang San's foot.
Haha, it's time for Tang San to pay the price for his insults.
"Xu Ran, if you're afraid, just apologize to me properly. If you're really sincere, I might just forgive you."
"In the end, the Martial Soul Hall is my territory. Perhaps you're strong and I can't do anything about it. But what about others? It wouldn't be too good if these little beauties of yours were to have an accident. Such pretty women—wouldn't be perfect anymore if they were tarnished," Tang San said with a sneer, looking like he had Xu Ran all figured out.
In his view, no matter how strong Xu Ran was, he was just one person.
Even a mighty dragon can't oppress the local snake.
Those women couldn't possibly always hide behind Xu Ran. As the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Hall, wouldn't it be easy to mobilize some strong people to cause trouble?
"Oh," Xu Ran looked at Tang San indifferently, didn't engage in conversation, and simply slapped Tang San away forcefully. Xu Ran put serious strength into the slap, and Tang San, caught off-guard, screamed in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground.
"Holy Son!"
Tang San's attendants, seeing him being slapped away, were startled and hurried to check his injuries. If something happened to Tang San, they would be in deep trouble.
Many of the Martial Soul Hall's strong individuals also started to surround Xu Ran. Beating the Holy Son for no reason was a grave crime.
"Hehe, Xu Ran, you're so awesome. That's how it should be done to Tang San; he's shameless and despicable. Just look at how he watches us, he's definitely up to no good. If it weren't for the fact that I'm no match for him, I would really love to beat him up myself," Xiaowu said cheerily, grabbing Xu Ran's hand and hugging his arm to her chest.
Tang San was now the person she hated and despised the most.
Her hatred for Tang San was even greater than that for the woman who killed her mother.
The stance between humans and soul beasts was different, despite the blood feud. But that was still more bearable than someone like Tang San. Tang San was simply revolting; how could there be someone as disgusting as him in the world?
Tang San repeatedly looked for trouble with Xu Ran, only to be warded off by him. Xu Ran had the power to kill Tang San but didn't, simply because of his naive and kind nature. But Tang San kept intensifying his opposition to Xu Ran.
Heh, what's a mere Martial Spirit Hall Holy Son, after all?
Xu Ran is an Auspicious Beast, the Emperor of soul beasts, capable of commanding all the soul beasts across the entire Continent. A mere Martial Soul Hall counts for nothing.
Moreover, Xu Ran's strength is formidable, not even gods are his match, so what's Tang San?
"Tang San, you dare to hit me? Do you have a death wish?" Tang San angrily got up from the ground, dusted off his clothes, covered the purple bruise on his face with one hand, and shouted at Xu Ran furiously.
Dammit, does Xu Ran have a death wish?
Doesn't he know that he's the Martial Spirit Hall Holy Son?
To come to the Martial Soul Hall to compete and dare to beat up the Holy Son?
If he gave the order now, Xu Ran would be besieged by people from the Martial Soul Hall and detained in the Martial Soul Hall's dungeons.
"To dare strike this Holy Son, defying the majesty of Martial Soul Hall, come, seize him," Tang San sneered, and now he wasn't alone anymore, with power at his disposal, he knew how to use it.
Xu Ran had previously used the influence of Shrek Academy and the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect to make him miserable.
Martial Soul Hall is the number one power in the world; to offend Martial Soul Hall, Xu Ran would have nowhere to cry.
"Xu Ran, are you panicking now?"
Tang San, seeing a crowd surrounding Xu Ran, said joyfully.
If Xu Ran dared to fight back, he would pin the blame on him for causing trouble in Martial Soul Hall. As a supreme power, going against Martial Soul Hall meant that the many Titled Douluo level Elders would give Xu Ran a hard time.
"I'm not panicking at all right now, I even feel like laughing," Xu Ran shrugged nonchalantly.
"The Holy Son indeed holds supreme power within the Martial Soul Hall, but compared to my status within the Martial Soul Hall, it's still a tiny bit lacking," Xu Ran said with a smile. That casual smile instantly gave Tang San an ominous premonition.
"You're an enemy of Martial Soul Hall, what status could you possibly have there?" Tang San's pupils shrank, sensing something was amiss, yet he couldn't pinpoint what it was.
Dammit, what exactly is Xu Ran's trump card?
"Xiaosan, you're still far too green to go against me," Xu Ran said profoundly, looking off into the distance.
Two figures were approaching his location.
"Lord Xu Ran," the Ci Tun Dou Luo and the Serpent Spear Douluo saluted Xu Ran respectfully. With Qian Renxue back at Martial Soul Hall, they naturally returned as well.
Seeing the two men, Tang San was utterly baffled.
Although he didn't recognize them, both the Ci Tun Dou Luo and the Serpent Spear Douluo were wearing Martial Soul Hall Elder robes, clearly indicating they were Martial Soul Hall Elders.
Two Titled Douluo from Martial Soul Hall addressing Xu Ran as 'lord' evidently placed Xu Ran in a higher position than themselves.
Dammit, does Xu Ran really wield some power in Martial Soul Hall?
Damn it?
Shouldn't Martial Soul Hall be his and his teacher's turf? What's with Xu Ran's move?
Could it be that these two Titled Douluo Elders have betrayed Martial Soul Hall and surrendered to Xu Ran?
Well, that's possible.