"Who are you?"

Bai Chenxiang and Ning Rongrong asked Tang San simultaneously.

"I am Tang San."

Tang San?

Ning Rongrong and Bai Chenxiang were slightly surprised.

Ning Rongrong had heard legends about the son of the Haotian Douluo who killed the previous Pope of the Spirit Hall.

But during the days Tang Hao and others were healing, Ning Fengzhi had Ning Rongrong stay back to avoid disturbing others, so she hadn't come out.

Bai Chenxiang also knew about Tang Hao's deeds from her grandfather and was excited about his solo defeat of the Pope.

Similarly, she had been staying with Ning Rongrong at the back mountain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect these past few days.

Both girls had become good sisters and were also looking forward to meeting Tang Hao's son, expecting him to be as handsome and elegant as the legendary Haotian Douluo, or at least as handsome as Dai Mubai.

However, upon seeing Tang San's face, marred by a failed bloodline evolution, they were both somewhat repulsed.

Tang San's appearance couldn't just be described as ugly; it was grotesque.

"Chenxiang, he is the son of Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao, your cousin," Bai He introduced his granddaughter to Tang San. "Xiao San, this is Bai Chenxiang, my granddaughter, and your cousin."

Bai Chenxiang snorted and turned her head away: "Who wants to acknowledge such an ugly person as a cousin."

Ning Rongrong also chimed in: "Exactly, so ugly and not even covering his face with a cloth."

"Hmph! Judging others' appearances at such a young age."

Tang Hao suddenly stood up, his aura making Ning Rongrong and Bai Chenxiang pale. He stared at Ning Rongrong: "Didn't your father teach you how to respect others?"

Just as Tang Hao was about to say more, a sword intent broke his aura.

The newcomer was Sword Douluo.

"Tang Hao, speak your mind. Our Rongrong is not someone you can bully at will."

"Don't forget, it was our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that saved you," Sword Douluo said coldly, protecting Ning Rongrong behind him.

"Indeed, Tang Hao, it's a matter between kids, what are you interfering for?" Bone Douluo also appeared in front of Ning Rongrong, speaking indifferently.

Tang Hao, knowing he was in debt, looked at Tang San: "Xiao San, handle this yourself."

Tang San nodded and then turned to Ning Rongrong.

Seeing Tang Hao step back, Sword and Bone Douluo made way.

"I don't care what you think of my appearance, but insulting my teacher is the same as insulting me," Tang San said seriously, turning his gaze from Ning Rongrong to Bai Chenxiang.

"Your teacher?"

Bai Chenxiang was startled, then realized Tang San was referring to Yu Xiaogang.

"The fool you mentioned is my teacher," Tang San said, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

If not for her being his uncle-grandfather's granddaughter, she would have already faced dire consequences.

"Chenxiang, apologize to your cousin right now!" Bai He suddenly commanded.

Even though he said this, Bai He still believed his granddaughter was right.

Wasn't Yu Xiaogang a fool?
After learning about Yu Xiaogang's decisions, Bai He knew he was someone who acted rashly.

Always putting his own thoughts first.

No wonder he was expelled by the Spirit Hall and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Indeed a fool.

But Bai He naturally wouldn't say this out loud.

"Why should I apologize?"

Bai Chenxiang was discontent: "Grandfather, don't be biased."

"This wouldn't have happened if Yu Xiaogang hadn't initially mistaken Poison Douluo Dugu Bo for a thief, leading to this situation."

"Moreover, it was his actions that caused a series of chain reactions."

"The return of Haotian Douluo should have been kept a secret, allowing us to catch the Spirit Hall off guard."

"Now, because of that fool, the entire upper sects are exposed."

"If he's not a fool, then are we fools?"

Bai Chenxiang finished in one breath, leaving Tang San gasping for air in anger.

But he couldn't refute a single word.

Because he found that Bai Chenxiang was right.

Ning Rongrong also said, "Exactly, Sister Chenxiang said what I was thinking."

"If it weren't for my Grandpa Bone and Grandpa Sword, your stupid teacher would have died in Sunset Forest."

"You can't even accept a few criticisms?"

Tang San's face turned red with Ning Rongrong's words, finally squeezing out: "No matter what, he is my teacher."

"So what?" Bai Chenxiang coldly said.

Tang San clenched his fists: "I demand you apologize to my teacher!"

Ning Rongrong scoffed: "If you make a mistake, you should stand up and take it. Can't you even handle a few criticisms?"

"If you're capable, have your teacher duel Poison Douluo and the Spirit Hall."

"Oh sorry, I forgot, your teacher is a useless trash."

"Right, I remembered, Yu Xiaogang is not only useless but also took his students out to engage in unsavory activities."

"I believe it was the two of you," she said, her gaze suddenly falling on Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

The two men avoided Ning Rongrong's gaze, turning their heads away, unable to meet her eyes directly.

"Hmph, look at that, your teacher can only teach these few students."

Bai Chenxiang disdainfully said, "I advise you to stop following your teacher in the future. It would be better to follow my grandfather and achieve something."

"Even if it's not much, following Haotian Douluo would at least be more useful than following that useless fool."

Tang San's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly looked up at Bai Chenxiang: "You look down on my teacher so much, do you have the guts to have a one-on-one fight with me?"

Bai Chenxiang was stunned: "With you?"

"Yes, with me."

Bai Chenxiang laughed: "What do you want to compete in?"

Tang San glanced at the white crane behind him, then turned back and said: "I want to compete with you in speed!"

Bai Chenxiang's expression froze: "What did you say?"

"You want to compete with me in speed?"

"Do you not know what my martial soul is?"

Tang San said: "Of course I know, my uncle grandpa has already told me about the extraordinary martial soul of the Min Clan."

"But, I still want to compete with you in speed."

Almost all of the Min Clan's soul skills are related to speed.

It can be said that for the sake of speed, they have given up everything else.

Today, they believe that they are the fastest soul masters in the world!

Tang San said: "If you lose, you have to apologize to my teacher."

"Okay!"

Bai Chenxiang, seeing Tang San so recklessly agreeing, nodded: "What if you lose?"

"I will not lose."

Tang San was full of confidence.

He had the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step at his disposal and was not afraid of Bai Chenxiang.

"Tang Hao, Tang San is too confident."

"Although my granddaughter has a bit of a temper, her talent is excellent."

"If..."

Bai He saw Tang San's confidence, but it gave him a very arrogant and self-assured appearance.

So he looked at Tang Hao, hoping the latter would stop this competition.

However, Tang Hao just smiled and shook his head: "Uncle, don't worry, do you remember the six techniques Tang San contributed to the sect that I told you about just now?"

"Oh?"

Bai He's eyes lit up: "Does this technique also relate to speed?"

"Yes."

Tang Hao nodded with a smile: "Among these six techniques, there is one called Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step, which is very suitable for your Min Clan to use for reconnaissance."

"When you use this step, your figure will be like a ghost shadow, and the enemy will not be able to touch you..."

Hiss—

After Tang Hao's explanation, Bai He took a deep breath.

He didn't expect Tang San, at such a young age, to be able to create such a powerful soul skill.

And there were six volumes at once!
If his granddaughter lost to Tang San, it really wouldn't be unjust.

"No matter whether you lose or not, first say what if you lose."

Ning Rongrong, as Bai Chenxiang's good sister, stood up and said: "If you lose, you have to bow to us whenever you see us."

"Okay! It's a deal!" Flames burned in Tang San's eyes.

For the dignity of his teacher, he would not lose!
"Since that's the case, then we..."

Just as Tang San was about to state the rules of the competition, he was suddenly interrupted by Ning Rongrong.

"Wait, why should you set the rules?"

"We must have a fair person to set the rules, otherwise what if you set rules that are advantageous to yourself?"

Tang San was not afraid: "Then you say, who should set them?"

After thinking for a moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly looked at Tang Hao and said: "Uncle Haotian Douluo, let's have you decide."

"I believe you will definitely not favor your son, right?"

Seeing the cunning smile on Ning Rongrong's face, Tang Hao smiled lightly.

His son, Tang San, was not someone who needed his help to win.
"Of course not."

"The content of the competition is simple, whoever reaches a hundred meters away first wins, what do you think?"

Tang Hao pointed to a large door outside.

There are many rooms within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The distance between each room is regulated.

A hundred meters, no more, no less, just the right distance between two buildings.

"I have no problem."

"Me neither."

Bai Chenxiang and Tang San nodded in turn.

"Since that's the case, let me be the judge."

Sword Douluo suddenly spoke up, then leaped into the air and stood on his sword.

With Sword Douluo as the judge, naturally, no one would have any objections.

"Alright, then you two get ready." Tang Hao looked at Tang San and Bai Chenxiang.

Immediately, the two quickly took their positions.

On the side.

As the two were about to compete, Ma Hongjun whispered to Dai Mubai: "Brother Dai, do you think Tang San will win?"

"I think this is disadvantageous for Tang San."

Dai Mubai indifferently said: "So what if it's disadvantageous? With two titled Douluo present, we can't do anything."

"Don't you want to win back face for the teacher?" Ma Hongjun said.

"Of course, I remember that it was your wife who insulted my teacher just now, how about I beat you up?" Dai Mubai glared at him.

"Hehe, let's forget about it, we are good brothers."

Ma Hongjun chuckled: "Women are like clothes, brothers are like limbs, if need be, I can just leave her."

Ning Rongrong, hearing Ma Hongjun's words, immediately glared at him: "Disgusting."

"Whatever, mind your own business." Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes.

Ning Rongrong was about to lose her temper, but at this moment, Sword Douluo above had already announced the start of the competition.

"Three, two, one... Start!"

The moment Sword Douluo's words fell.

Tang San's Xuan Tian Gong was pushed to the extreme, his profound internal strength combined with soul power, and he immediately used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step.

Bai Chenxiang, noticing that Tang San didn't use his martial soul, and being as proud as she was, also didn't release her martial soul. She relied solely on the enhancement of her soul power to her body and rushed straight forward!
"Such exquisite footwork." Bai He immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of Tang San's footwork.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also saw that Tang San's footwork was not simple.

"Is it a self-created soul skill?"

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo both saw that Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step had great value in real combat.

"It's just a pity that although the footwork is very agile, it's slightly lacking in speed." Sword Douluo, from high above, could see that Tang San, who had initially pulled ahead of Bai Chenxiang using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step, was being caught up by

the latter.

Halfway through the hundred meters.

Tang San, who was initially in the lead, suddenly realized that he was being caught up by Bai Chenxiang!
How is this possible?!
Why is her speed so fast?!
Tang San's pupils shrank, and seeing Bai Chenxiang pull ahead by a body length in an instant, he couldn't help but accelerate again, trying to surpass her.

However, just as he narrowed the distance a bit, he was pulled further away again.

Impossible!
How can my Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step lose to her?!
Does she also have a self-created soul skill?!
Tang San didn't know that the Min Clan had been training in speed from a young age.

And it was the ultimate in straight-line speed!

In such a competition, as long as they didn't hold back, they would almost certainly win within the same realm!

Tang Hao saw Tang San falling behind Bai Chenxiang.

His face couldn't help but darken.

How could the young master of a sect family lose to a woman from a vassal family?
"Impossible! I won't lose!"

Tang San, seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from Bai Chenxiang, was already desperately swinging his arms, trying to make his feet alternate faster!
"For the teacher, I absolutely cannot lose!"

Tang San's eyes were almost red!

He must surpass Bai Chenxiang!
However, the speed competition between him and Bai Chenxiang was like doing a math problem.

Even if he tried his hardest, he was still destined to lose!
Sure enough, when Bai Chenxiang, light as a swallow, reached the finish line and stopped.

Tang San felt a mess in his chest, and his steps became disordered.

The next second, Tang San fell to the ground, turning into a ball and rolling to the finish line.

He fell face-first into the mud.

And when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Bai Chenxiang looking at him with a mocking smile.

"Hmph! Overestimating yourself!"

Tang San's eyes reddened again.

"Ugh!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He had lost so humiliatingly!

At this moment, Ning Rongrong had also come to Tang San's side, looking very happy.

"You lost!"

"Quick, bow to us."

(End of chapter)

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