Wang Teng slowly turned his gaze to the other party, his face filled with anger and murderous intent.
No one has ever dared to speak to me like that before.
His eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he plunged the long sword in his hand into the ground.
"Tang Xiaosan!"
He never expected that this fake expert would dare to provoke him.
If I remember correctly, this guy was taken away in one fell swoop last time.
How dare he provoke me?
Isn't this just asking for trouble?
"Grandpa is here!"
Tang Xiaosan was in no way inferior to Wang Teng in terms of imposing presence.
He stood quietly in the center of the venue, gazing at Wang Teng from afar.
Tang Xiaosan's equipment had changed drastically, and his entire body was now covered in swirling, pale gold stars.
He held a magnificent staff in his hand, from which a faint light shimmered.
Wang Teng was so angry he gritted his teeth.
"You glib-tongued piece of trash, I hope you're just as strong."
"Stop talking nonsense and bring it on!"
Tang Xiaosan kept shouting.
It seems they didn't take Wang Teng seriously at all.
Those watching couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"This Tang Xiaosan has some nerve, doesn't he?"
"What's Tang Xiaosan's background? How can he be so arrogant?"
"Judging from his equipment, he doesn't seem like a nice guy."
"We, the bystanders, should just watch the show."
...
It moved!
Wang Teng moved, knife in hand!
The long, gleaming blade in his hand sliced through the ground, sparks flying...
He looks incredibly handsome.
His posture was cool, and his speed was fast!
The gust of wind whipped up by the speeding car, stirring up dust from the ground.
"I'd like to see if you're any good!"
After shouting, Wang Teng raised his knife high and then slashed down fiercely.
It directly points to Tang Xiaosan.
And at this time.
Tang Xiaosan didn't care at all; he simply waved his staff lightly.
A bizarre scene unfolded.
Centered on him, a spherical space with a radius of five meters appeared out of thin air. Within the spherical space, there seemed to be countless strands of silver-white silk.
Wang Teng, who was full of imposing manner, suddenly froze when he entered that space.
Then suddenly my eyes started to feel blurry.
He seemed to be out of his mind, and the knife in his hand lost its target.
It was as if he was being mentally controlled.
At this moment.
Tang Xiaosan seemed to have expected this, and he said confidently:
"Come on, dance for Grandpa!"
At this moment.
Then, a scene that shocked everyone unfolded.
Wang Teng actually started dancing, swaying and twisting.
"Everybody... let's get hyped!"
He was jumping around while shouting.
Although the dance was incredibly cringeworthy, Wang Teng seemed completely unaffected.
A cacophony of voices arose:
"Could it be that Tang Xiaosan learned some kind of mental skill?"
"Mental skills? These kinds of skills are hard to find, aren't they?"
"I don't know. Li Xunle, a healer, has poison skills. It's reasonable for a mage to have mental skills, right?"
"I don't know, the skills are all sorts of strange things."
At this moment.
Wang Teng's henchmen couldn't sit still any longer.
They were horrified to see Wang Teng make a fool of himself in public.
If Wang Teng woke up and found out what he looked like, he would be furious.
They immediately spoke up in a panic:
"Tang Xiaosan, do you even know you're playing with fire?!"
"Quickly, let go of my brother Teng!"
"Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble!"
However, the group only talked a lot and didn't dare to rush forward.
They were terrified of ending up like Wang Teng.
Tang Xiaosan didn't care at all:
"If I can just start a fight and then back down whenever I want, wouldn't I lose face?"
He paused, looked around, and asked, "Do you want to hear Wang Teng sing?"
No one around dared to speak or utter a sound.
There might be someone recording a video outside, who would dare to say anything?
When Wang Teng comes looking for me, I'm in big trouble.
Wang Teng has always been the school bully.
Their family is wealthy and powerful, and no one dares to provoke them easily.
Even the hidden class—Dragon Knight Wang Hao, who is a rich second-generation, doesn't dare to confront him head-on.
Tang Xiaosan, however, completely ignored him: "Sing a song for Grandpa!"
As soon as he finished speaking...
Wang Teng stopped dancing and started singing instead.
After singing just two lines, Tang Xiaosan covered his ears.
That's fucking awful!
He regretted it!
I regret asking him to sing.
"Shut the hell up!" he couldn't help but say to Wang Teng.
"You humiliated me last time, so it's reasonable for me to humiliate you this time, isn't it?"
He remained remarkably calm, seemingly unafraid of Wang Teng causing him trouble later.
...
Inside the Hundred-Layer Magic Tower Secret Realm.
Li Xunle was resting quietly against the stone wall, completely unaware of what had happened at Fengchu Academy.
Of course, he didn't want to know.
Zhao Hao, standing to the side, lovingly touched the equipment he was wearing:
"Hey bro, look at the stars on my clothes, aren't they super cool?"
Li Xunle glanced at it listlessly:
"You're handsome, but tell me, who here has worse equipment than you?"
After saying that, he reached into his pocket:
"Damn it! We're out of chewing gum!"
He pouted helplessly.
Fifteen days. Despite their frugal approach to food, they estimated that it would only last for a few more days.
Therefore, they must complete the customs clearance process within a few days.
Zhao Hao laughed awkwardly from the side:
"I really didn't expect that I could wear three or four-star equipment. This one piece of equipment must cost tens of thousands, right?"
Hearing this, Xia Bingxue and Tan Huan, who were a few meters away, turned to look at Zhao Hao.
Tan Huan rubbed her temples and slowly began to speak:
"Samsung starts at 20,000, four-star starts at 30,000, and five-star is priced but not available."
She carefully examined Zhao Hao:
"As for your outfit, I estimate it's worth at least fifteen."
Zhao Hao looked surprised and immediately grabbed Li Xunle's leg:
"Big brother, I'm almost embarrassed by how much you're clinging to me..."
Li Xunle looked at Zhao Hao, who was flattering him, with disdain:
"If you're embarrassed, then wear something cheaper."
Zhao Hao was taken aback, then burst into laughter:
"Brother, why are you being so formal with us? After we get out, I'll treat you to my family's roast chicken."
"Your roast chicken?"
Although Li Xunle knew that Zhao Hao's mother was a chef, he didn't expect her to also make roast chicken.
Zhao Hao nodded mysteriously:
"Brother, how was that roast chicken we had last time?"
"Yes, it tastes great. Did your mom bake it?"
"you do not say."
"Then why did you say it was 88 each? Why didn't you just give it to me for free?"
"Brother, it's just a small business, but don't worry, this time you'll definitely get free roast chicken."
"Really?" Li Xunle asked, still somewhat skeptical.
"Absolutely!"
Hearing this, Xia Bingxue chuckled and said:
“Your older brother has at least several million in assets from this trip, and I’ll get him a Xiamen Business VIP card so he can eat at upscale restaurants without it being too expensive.”
Upon hearing about the Xia Shang VIP card, Zhao Hao's eyes lit up:
"Big brother, remember to lend me that VIP card when you buy a house!"
"..." Li Xunle was speechless.
This guy has a very clever plan.
Xia Bingxue, standing to the side, said softly:
"To be honest, Li Xunle has to apologize to me a little."
"What???" Li Xunle was completely bewildered.
When did I ever wrong her?
There shouldn't have been any inappropriate behavior while drunk, right? After all, I've never even drunk alcohol before.
Zhao Hao stared wide-eyed at Li Xunle in disbelief:
"Brother, you...you two..."
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