348: Chapter 348 Tang San and Ah Yin

The people from Shrek Academy were the subject of much discussion among the various academies.

Cold, disdainful gazes locked onto the Shrek students, blunt and sharp, with no attempt to hide the dissatisfaction on their faces.

Huo Wu of Blazing Academy stood with her arms crossed, her eyes glaring at them in anger.

If Tang San hadn't used some despicable means on the field, the Shrek people could never have defeated her.

Facing so many eyes, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly felt a bit guilty.

Although Tang San's Tang Sect spirit tools were useful,

they were indeed a bit opportunistic.

They didn't showcase the true power of a Spirit Master.

Without that thing,

she was just a Spirit Elder.

Let alone achieving consecutive victories in the tournament.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, however, didn't care.

Their true strength was at the level of Spirit Saint.

They looked down on this group of students.

Ma Hongjun's chubby face darkened, and he fearlessly raised his eyes to meet the disdainful gazes surrounding them.

"If your skills are inferior, then they're inferior. If you lose, all you do is gossip. The rules allow it, and the methods are legal. Why call us despicable? If you have the guts, go question the organizers..."

Dai Mubai also became arrogant: "A loss is a loss. If you have the ability, defeat us on the battlefield."

Seeing them being so arrogant, Huo Wu was about to step forward to teach him a lesson when she was pulled back by the companions behind her.

"Fine, just you wait. I will definitely defeat you on the field."

Seeing his goddess angry, Feng Xiaotian of Divine Wind Academy immediately stepped out.

He was also unhappy with these Shrek guys; it seemed as if the new tournament rules were specifically designed to give them a back door.

Thinking about how close they were to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the reason behind this seemed to make sense.

Just then, many people turned their gazes toward the entrance.

Two beautiful women stood there, drawing everyone's eyes.

The woman on the right wore a water-blue gown.

Her figure was graceful, with full curves.

Long blue hair cascaded down her back.

Her exquisite features were as gentle as water.

The woman on the left had soft pink hair and wore an elegant gown. Her pinkish-purple eyes held a Charm unique to women.

"Mama."

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, then ran forward in surprise.

"Xiao Wu."

A Rou smiled and reached out to rub her head.

She glanced at Tang San, a hint of playfulness hidden in the depths of her eyes.

At this moment, Tang San was completely frozen in place, watching Ah Yin and A Rou appear.

His pupils trembled violently.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

It was Ah Yin, no doubt.

It was his mother, the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, whom he had buried deep in his heart, who had long since sacrificed herself and passed away, and who existed only in his memories.

Tang San's whole body was stiff, his mind a complete blank. He stared blankly at that gentle and familiar figure at the door, feeling completely at a loss for a moment.

"Little San, what are you doing?"

Flender was also delighted to see A Rou, but seeing that something was wrong with Tang San, he was suddenly a bit puzzled.

"Teacher, I... I..."

Tang San opened his mouth to say something but didn't know where to start.

He could only look at the Xiao Rou beside him.

Xiao Rou was currently hiding behind Oscar; she had never expected Ah Yin to come.

In Tang Hao's eyes, there was no surprise, only panic.

He was afraid of Ah Yin seeing his wretched state.

Neither man nor woman.

Neither human nor ghost.

"Little San, why don't you say anything when you see me?"

Ah Yin revealed a perfectly timed smile.

"Third Brother, do you know her?"

Ma Hongjun swallowed hard.

This beautiful woman fit his ideal standard of a woman perfectly.

In the past, he would have definitely looked like a total creep.

Now, Ma Hongjun didn't even dare to think about it.

After all, since he lost his 'parts', the more he thought about it, the more painful it would be.

"Yeah, Little San, do you know her?"

Flender asked.

Liu Erlong spoke up intentionally: "You two look a bit alike. Could she be Little San's mother?"

As soon as she finished speaking, those around them were surprised. Hadn't Little San's mother already passed away?

"Little San, didn't you hear me calling you?"

Ah Yin suddenly spoke with a bit of severity.

Tang San trembled all over.

The suppression from deep within his Bloodline made him instinctively step forward slowly.

Under the incredible gazes of the crowd, Tang San uttered the same address as Xiao Wu.

"Good child. I heard the competition has been going on for half a month, and the team you're on has maintained a winning streak. Very good!"

Ah Yin praised with a smile.

Emotions surged in Tang San's heart, and he actually felt a hint of happiness.

But then he thought that Ah Yin might already belong to the Holy Son of Spirit Hall.

He suddenly looked up and stared straight at Ah Yin.

"Why? Why did you come back now?"

"Did you really join Spirit Hall? Do you know what Spirit Hall has done to us?"

"They killed Father, destroyed Father's Sect, and that Holy Son of Spirit Hall even snatched my external Spirit Bone, my Immortal Plants, my Vast Sea Cosmic Seal, my..."

The more Tang San spoke, the more he broke down, his eyes uncontrollably turning red.

Facing Ah Yin,

even if he were a God King Reincarnation, there was an unmaskable grievance in his heart.

Tang San gritted his teeth and said, "That Holy Son of Spirit Hall is a thief. He stole everything from me."

Slap!

When he finished, Ah Yin suddenly raised her palm and slapped him. The crisp sound of the slap left everyone staring in a daze.

"Little San, you were raised by Tang Hao. I didn't expect him to teach you to be so lacking in etiquette."

A rare anger colored Ah Yin's brow, and Tang San held his face, somewhat in disbelief.

In his memory, this was the first time Ah Yin had ever hit him.

A Rou stood by without saying a word, but she still smiled at Ah Yin's behavior.

"Um, hahaha, you're Little San's mother, right? I'm Little San's Dean, Flender, a Spirit Saint."

Flender hurriedly walked up. Although he didn't quite understand the situation, such an occasion was truly inappropriate.

Tang San, too—disparaging the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, if that got out, it wouldn't be good for Shrek Academy's reputation.

Ah Yin's slap was also right; at least the anger in the eyes of the surrounding students toward Tang San lessened quite a bit.

After all, the current Holy Son of Spirit Hall had already achieved a Breakthrough to Spirit Saint before the age of twenty and possessed two terrifying hundred-thousand-year spirit rings. He had long since become a person of admiration in the hearts of many young Spirit Masters.

Ah Yin nodded to him and looked at the aggrieved Tang San, her tone not softening at all: "Little San, I don't want to hear you say bad things about the Holy Son of Spirit Hall again."

Tang San couldn't take it anymore and suddenly wanted to cry. If it were anyone else, he might feel angry, but it just so happened that this person was Ah Yin. Endless grievance surged in his chest, making it extremely painful. At the same time, a rebellious mindset arose, and his hatred for Su Wen reached its peak.

"Fine, I don't want to say much more to you. I came to see you!"

"And also to have you apologize to your father. I know everything you've done. I'm so disappointed in you."

Ah Yin looked at him seriously and let out a sigh.

Tang San felt a pang in his heart, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Hearing about an apology, he was somewhat confused.

He had been taking care of his father; what apology did he owe his father?

Could it be that his mother already knew about his father's condition and blamed him for not restoring his father to his original state?