"Old Shao, quickly feed Xiao Gang a healing bean," Flander anxiously looked at Shao Xin.
"Got it!" Shao Xin looked speechlessly at Yu Xiaogang, who was sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, unconscious, and once again produced a healing bean.
All the way here, he was either making bean candy or on the way to making bean candy, which left Shao Xin speechless.
Flander, meanwhile, sighed and looked at Qi Lin, shaking his head, "Qi Lin, Xiao Gang was indeed wrong, but we will all be working together at Heaven Dou Academy in the future, so we'll be seeing each other often."
Logically, with his decades of friendship with Yu Xiaogang, he should be standing up for him now.
But when such a thing actually happened, he felt he had no face to stand up for Yu Xiaogang.
Because even he could see that ever since Qi Lin joined Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang had been targeting Qi Lin everywhere.
In his opinion, it was quite incredible that Qi Lin had endured until now before taking action.
After all, geniuses have their own unique arrogance, so how could they tolerate a Level 29 Great Soul Master pointing fingers in front of them?
Anyway, if Qi Lin were replaced by Flander himself, he admitted he couldn't do what Qi Lin did.
Although Yu Xiaogang still had the title of "Master," in reality, the term "Master" on the continent was more derogatory than complimentary.
Of course, even if Yu Xiaogang were a true Master, he would still be insignificant in front of Qi Lin, who had independently created the Soul Power Training Method.
Therefore, Yu Xiaogang's current situation was entirely his own doing.
Qi Lin smiled lightly after hearing Flander's words, "Alright, Flander, you don't need to say any more. For a hypocritical waste like Yu Xiaogang, my ability to tolerate him until now is already a testament to my high moral character."
Flander remained silent upon hearing this.
Beside him, Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze like a beast ready to devour, staring fixedly at Qi Lin.
"Qi Lin, you have already gone astray!"
"Teacher's intentions were good, he just expressed himself a little improperly, and you actually injured him to this extent."
"Teacher treats me like his own son. Now that Teacher has been humiliated, as Teacher's student, how can I stand by and do nothing?"
"Qi Lin, do you dare to make a bet with me? If I can withstand three of your moves without falling, you must apologize to Teacher and everyone, and..."
"...You must also hand over the correct Soul Power Training Method."
As soon as these words were spoken, Flander and the others' expressions changed slightly, and they shouted, "Tang San, do you know what you're saying?"
Tang San said in a deep voice, "Dean, I know exactly what I'm doing. I want to clear Teacher's name, he is not a waste!"
Flander felt numb upon hearing this.
How could this teacher and student, one after another, be so confident!
Hadn't the previous examples of Yu Tianheng and Yu Xiaogang taught him a lesson?
Although Tang San's soul power had reached Level 35 after several months of training, hadn't he seen how Qi Lin had crippled Yu Tianheng's arm with one punch, even though Yu Tianheng was Level 39?
Qi Lin watched this scene, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Tang San, is it because I haven't dealt with you before that you think I'm easy to talk to?"
"A bet?"
"Although you don't have the qualifications to bet with me, considering the slight friendship we've had over the past six years, I'll agree to your request."
"From now on, you and I are strangers."
Tang San snorted upon hearing this, "Enough nonsense, come on!"
"Even if you're stronger, I can still block three of your moves!"
As he spoke, Tang San slowly raised his palm and instantly released his spirit.
As a blue-purple Blue Silver Grass instantly grew from his palm, three soul rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—also swirled up from beneath his feet.
At the same time, to be safe, Tang San immediately used Purple Demon Eyes. Two purple lights overflowed from his eyes, and his hands also became like white jade.
This was the Tang Sect's ultimate skill, Mysterious Jade Hand!
Looking at Tang San's ready stance, Qi Lin calmly walked to face him, not even releasing his spirit.
"Tang San, after knowing each other for so many years, haven't you always wanted to know the gap between us?"
"If that's the case, today I will fulfill your wish."
After speaking calmly, Qi Lin slowly clenched his right fist.
The next second, a muffled thunder-like explosion suddenly sounded in the air.
Bang——
Qi Lin's figure shot out in a flash of lightning, his speed so fast that it gave a sense of multiple afterimages.
Even though Tang San had cultivated Purple Demon Eyes to the Subtle realm, he could still only capture an afterimage.
Fortunately, he had already anticipated the timing of Qi Lin's attack the moment Qi Lin clenched his fist and decisively released his first soul skill.
Blue Silver Entwinement!
Almost simultaneously, Tang San's first soul ring suddenly flashed, and the blue-purple Blue Silver Grass in his palm instantly thickened to the size of an arm, flying out seven or eight strands towards Qi Lin to entangle him.
However, just as these Blue Silver Grass were about to touch Qi Lin, they fell limply to the ground like a pile of mud.
This scene immediately made everyone present feel incredible, and Tang San's pupils shrank sharply.
Although he didn't know what had happened, there was no time for him to think.
Tang San didn't hesitate at all, his figure retreating like a ghost.
This was the Tang Sect's ultimate technique, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps.
However, no matter how skilled Tang San was in the Tang Sect's ultimate techniques, his own level had only reached Level 35.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Qi Lin's figure had already arrived in front of him and punched him in the chest.
Only when this punch landed did Tang San realize the true gap between himself and Qi Lin.
His body flew backward like a cannonball, crashing with a "boom" dozens of meters away.
To Tang San, this punch felt like being hit by a mountain.
In an instant, he felt all his internal organs shift, and his chest completely caved in.
Terrifying energy spread within his body, frantically destroying his physique, leaving him unable to summon even an ounce of strength to stand up.
The intense pain also stimulated Tang San's nerves; even with his tough character and outstanding willpower, he couldn't help but let out painful low roars.
Qi Lin, meanwhile, stopped and calmly watched the scene before him, slowly walking up to Tang San and looking down at him.
"Cough cough!"
Coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, Tang San did not faint thanks to his strong willpower.
However, when he noticed Qi Lin's gaze, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, a strong sense of unwillingness surged in his heart.
He couldn't even withstand one punch from Qi Lin!
Just how strong was he?
At this moment, Tang San felt that his belief in his heart had been shattered into pieces.
He couldn't help but wonder if he could truly surpass Qi Lin even if he cultivated his Haotian Hammer with nine 10,000-year soul rings.