**Chapter 374: This Vengeance is Remembered**

**Chapter 374: This Vengeance is Remembered**

After losing the support of soul power, the dozen or so Plate Crystal Golden Dragon Whisker Needles quickly curled up into a ball, pulling at the muscle tissue in the adjacent areas.

For a moment, Zhao Wuji grimaced in pain, and tears threatened to fall.

"Fuck… what on earth did you do? It hurts so much..."

Zhao Wuji was now furious. Wasn't it agreed to be a competition?

But this guy threw some weird thing at him.

Those needles easily broke through his Acala defense and caused him great pain.

If the other party was fighting him seriously, he would naturally have no objection. But the other party had actually used despicable means—how could he not be angry?

Facing Zhao Wuji's fury, Tang San replied with a warm smile on his face.

"Teacher Zhao, Dean Flanders asked me earlier what I should do if the brothers I lead encounter a target like you, known for your defense.

I can only ask you to be the test subject. Please forgive me. And don't worry; I will help you take out all those hidden weapons right away..."

Shit… Zhao Wuji wanted to curse. Dean Flanders questioned your brothers; why didn't you let him practice with you? Why the hell did you look for me?

Just because I am a spirit master known for my defense, I deserve to be unlucky? Am I sick?

Or is it because Dean Flanders is a flying spirit master with faster speed and can avoid your hidden weapons, so you pick on the weak, right?

Zhao Wuji wanted to beat Tang San up, but he had heard from Yu Xiaogang that Tang San was born in the Haotian Sect.

His father, uncle, and even the elders of his grandfather's generation were almost all Titled Douluo masters, so he couldn't afford to offend them.

Zhao Wuji secretly made up his mind that if he had the chance in the future, he would definitely deal with this kid. He would remember the pain he suffered today.

After comforting Zhao Wuji, Tang San turned to Flanders. "Dean, are you satisfied with my answer?"

Flanders was very shocked that a Soul Master-level guy could actually hurt a Soul Sage-level, Acala Zhao Wuji, who was famous for his defense.

He said to Tang San in a tentative tone, "Those golden lights you threw out to attack Teacher Zhao Wuji just now… could they be the particles that fell from the shattered crystal?"

"That's right..." Tang San nodded without hiding anything and explained,

"That crystal is called Plate Crystal. After it is smashed, the particles that fall off can be transformed into Plate Crystal Golden Dragon Needles in the hands of our Tang Sect members, which can easily break the defensive capabilities of Soul Saint powerhouses.

And after entering the human body and losing their soul power support, they will curl up into a ball, causing great pain to the target."

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and take those things off me! If you're a moment slower, I will beat you to death, even if I get seriously injured."

Seeing that Tang San was still chatting with Flanders as if nothing had happened, Zhao Wuji's eyes were bloodshot. He wished he could kill this kid who had used him as a test subject.

"Okay... I'll help you pull them out right away."

This time, Tang San realized that he had gone too far.

If those Dragon Beard Needles weren't taken out, Teacher Zhao Wuji would probably want to strangle him to death.

Tang San then walked up to Zhao Wuji and helped him pull out the Dragon Beard Needles one by one.

Looking at those golden particles, Zhao Wuji still couldn't comprehend how these things could hurt him. It was too outrageous!

When Flanders looked at those golden particles, he felt his heart bleeding.

If he had known that this thing was so powerful, he would have had Zhao Wuji make this kid give him 10,000 or 20,000 gold soul coins as a subsidy.

Even if those things were useless to others, this crystal was still a rare commodity. It was reasonable for him to have gotten 10,000 or 20,000 gold soul coins for it, right?

In the end, I just gave him the crystal like that. I lost a lot.

"Dean Flanders, do you still think it would be a loss to take these three in?

Because of my martial spirit, I will definitely develop towards the control or strong attack system in the future.

The three of them using these hidden weapons will definitely be able to threaten the opponent's healing and auxiliary spirit masters, which will put our Shrek team in an advantageous position."

After cleaning out the Dragon Beard Needles from Zhao Wuji's body and putting them back into the storage space, Tang San looked at Flanders again.

Flanders was silent for a moment, then nodded. Since he had given the Plate Crystal to this student, perhaps in the near future, the benefits would be beyond his imagination.

Therefore, he should accept all three students. All three of them could use these hidden weapons accurately and threaten the back row of the opposing team, which would indeed bring great advantages.

So Flanders decided to break his own rules and increase the number of students at Shrek Academy to seven.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun sighed with regret.

There were only four boys in this crappy school, and now there were three more. Why couldn't there be a girl?

Where did Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing go? Why didn't they come to Shrek? Damn it...

Three days later, in the bedroom of Bibi Dong, the Pope of Wuhun City, Zhao Ling was holding the soundly sleeping Bibi Dong in one arm and Hu Liena in the other, admiring the two women's breathtakingly exquisite faces.

At this moment, Hu Liena opened her sleepy eyes, looked at Zhao Ling with her slender and charming phoenix eyes, and called out to him gently, "Master, good morning..."

Zhao Ling raised his hand in dissatisfaction and patted her on the butt, saying with a fierce face, "Why are you still calling me master? Now that we've performed the Zhougong etiquette, just call me husband and let me hear it..."

"No... You are the teacher's husband, so I want to call you master's husband. Otherwise, Nana always feels like she is suspected of stealing the teacher's husband."

Hu Liena shook her head slightly and refused directly.

"Just shout when I tell you to. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll treat it as if you haven't had enough fun yet and make you fight for another 300 rounds."

Zhao Ling didn't give Hu Liena a chance to choose. He threatened her, and his hands started to become restless.

Hu Liena was shocked and quickly gave in. "Old—husband… don't mess around. Nana, isn't it enough for you to be obedient?"

"Really, when we were just master and apprentice, Nana didn't realize you were such a beast.

Now you're actually using this kind of thing to threaten others. If I had known this, Nana would never have agreed to be the teacher's."

"You regret it now? I tell you, it's too late. From now on, you are not allowed to call me husband or father-in-law.

Then, I'll definitely let you know what it means when flowers are red in a different way."

Hearing that Hu Liena had surrendered, Zhao Ling showed a smug smile on his face, looking as cocky as he could be.

(End of this chapter)