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Chapter 89 Flander, whose change of heart is faster than turning the pages of a book!
Chapter 89 Flander, whose change of heart is faster than turning the pages of a book!
Outside the Battle Spirit Zone.
At that moment, Flander was leaning against the wall, gazing into the distance with a sullen expression.
"Why am I having such bad luck today? I bet wrong on two games in a row, and Mu Bai and Zhu Qing lost just now..." He muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.
"Now that we're out of money, how are the students going to get their living expenses next month?"
"It seems the only solution is to have them participate in more Soul Battles to earn more Gold Soul Coins."
Suddenly, Flander's ears twitched and his eyebrows rose, as if he had heard something.
"Huh?" He suddenly raised his head, looking towards the arena with a hint of confusion on his face, and said, "Just now... I think I heard Xiao Gang's voice?"
"I hope nothing bad has happened..."
His expression tightened instantly, and Flander straightened up immediately.
Without thinking twice, he quickly got up and hurried towards the viewing area.
As soon as I pushed open the door, my previously hurried steps abruptly stopped.
"???"
The scene before him struck Flander like a bolt from the blue.
The master was lying on the ground, barely alive. His face was swollen and deformed, and he was covered in blood. He was barely breathing, and his chest was rising and falling slightly. He looked like he could die at any moment.
"Xiao Gang!! Are you alright?" Flander's pupils contracted, his face turned pale, and he stood frozen in place for half a second before suddenly shouting.
The next second, he rushed forward, knelt down with a thud, and with trembling hands, carefully helped the master up from the pool of blood.
"Xiaogang! Open your eyes and look at me!"
"Xiao Gang, it's me, Flander, I'm here!"
"Who?! Who beat you up like this?!" Flander looked up abruptly, his eyes wide with rage, veins bulging on his face, his gaze like that of a wolf, almost ready to devour someone.
Upon hearing this, the master struggled to open one of his swollen eyes, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word. He simply raised one hand and pointed forward.
Flander followed the master's finger and saw that not far away, the blue-clad boy wearing a ghost mask was looking at the two of them with an indifferent expression.
"You're asking for it!"
With a roar, Flander's rage erupted completely in an instant.
He suddenly stood up, his soul power surging within him, and seven soul rings spiraled upwards beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!
Immediately, a giant phantom of an owl materialized from behind him.
A terrifying pressure poured out like a mountain collapsing.
This caused the entire arena to fall silent instantly.
At the same time, it also made Tang Chuan's breath catch in his throat, his brows furrow slightly, and he was even forced to take a few steps back involuntarily, a look of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
Just then, a figure quickly stepped between the two.
"stop!"
Manager Ao's expression was cold and his face was ashen. He stomped his foot, and seven spirit rings swirled upwards, spreading out with a burst of spirit power to clash with Flander!
"Dean Flander, this is the Grand Arena; private duels are prohibited!"
"If you want to fight, then go outside and fight!"
Upon hearing this, Flander paused slightly, raised an eyebrow, and his anger subsided for a moment, clearly indicating that he did not dare to act rashly.
Then, he turned to look at Tang San beside him and asked in a low voice:
"Tang San, what's going on? Why is this person attacking Xiao Gang?"
Tang San scratched his head, looking slightly embarrassed, but still recounted everything that had just happened, and even told Flander that the boy in blue was his own brother.
"What?"
Upon hearing this news, Flander's eyes widened suddenly, his face filled with disbelief, his eyes twitched slightly, and his voice trembled slightly.
"You're saying he's your biological brother?"
Tang San nodded again.
"Tang San's older brother? Then wouldn't that mean... he's also Tang Hao's son?!"
Just then, Flander's mind flashed back to the terrifying scene not long ago when Tang Hao slapped Zhao Wuji away without even using his martial spirit, and his expression changed instantly.
"Damn it, this is someone I can't afford to mess with."
The next second, Flander immediately suppressed his imposing manner, his attitude making a complete 180-degree turn. He quickly waved his hand and smiled at Manager Ao and Tang Chuan:
"Misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding; the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple."
"Hehe, we're all family, why resort to violence? Let's talk things out."
When Supervisor Ao saw that Flander had suddenly become polite and seemed to have changed his attitude, he was taken aback, his brows furrowed, and he looked completely bewildered.
"Alright, since you two know each other, I think we should just let this matter drop."
"However, let me make this clear from the start: if you still want to fight, please go outside and don't cause trouble in my Great Soul Arena," Manager Ao said in a deep voice.
"Okay, okay!" Flander nodded repeatedly, a slightly stiff smile on his face, and said seriously, "You're right, we promise we won't fight in here."
"No, we definitely won't fight anymore."
Upon hearing this, Manager Ao glanced at him suspiciously, nodded slightly, then waved his hand, turned around, and led the people from the Great Soul Arena away from the scene.
The air finally quieted down a little.
But at that moment, the master on the ground seemed to snap out of his daze, his face turning ashen, panting heavily, his teeth clenched, as he roared:
"Flander! You bastard, am I not your brother?! That kid hit me, and you're not going to avenge me?!"
Upon hearing this, Flander stiffened slightly, glanced at the master with a slightly embarrassed expression, and raised an eyebrow, saying:
"Xiao Gang, this is a misunderstanding. Today is just a misunderstanding."
At this moment, although Flander's face was all smiles, a complex and helpless look flashed in his eyes as he cursed inwardly:
"Xiaogang, you idiot! You know he's Tang Hao's son, and you still want me to avenge you? Do you know how protective Tang Hao is of his own?"
"Last time, Zhao Wuji got beaten to a pulp by Tang Hao just for making things difficult for Tang San? Now you've been beaten up by his son, and you want to drag me down with you?"
"So that I'll get beaten up like you? I'm not stupid."
Thinking of this, Flander glanced sideways at Tang San, then winked slightly, helped the Grandmaster up from the ground, and called out:
"Tang San, quick, let's find a healing Soul Master for your teacher!"
Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward, bending down to help the master up.
"Teacher, I'll take you to get treatment right away."
But as soon as he reached out, the master jerked away, his face full of anger and resentment, his teeth clenched, his eyes fixed on him.
"Don't touch me!"
"If you don't help me get revenge, I won't go for treatment! I'd rather lie here! What's the point of me living if you don't help me get revenge?!"
"If you don't avenge me today, I'll kill myself right here!"
As he spoke, the master forcibly propped himself up, grabbing wildly with his hands and kicking his legs. He struggled more than a pig and was impossible to restrain.
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