363: Chapter 363 Tang San: I still have Xiao Wu

Two months later, the Grand Finals of the All-Continent High-Level Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament were approaching.

Academies from the two great Empires, Heaven Dou and Star Luo, had all gathered in Spirit City.

The people from Shrek Academy arrived in Spirit City and began searching for Flender.

Flender had been missing for many days, his life or death unknown.

No one knew what he had gone to do.

Tang San, the only one who knew the truth, was also feigning ignorance.

"Teacher will definitely not be absent."

Ma Hongjun's gaze constantly scanned the passing crowds on the street: "He values scenes like the Grand Finals the most, and he values the honor of Shrek Academy; he will definitely appear."

Oscar nodded in agreement, though his heart was full of trepidation: "I hope so."

Tang San neither spoke nor interjected. He truly found it difficult to explain Flender's situation, so he could only accompany them in the search while taking the opportunity to see what changes had occurred in Spirit City under this Saint.

The facts were just as he had thought; this Saint did not understand the knowledge of spirit tools.

This proved that he was not a person from ten thousand years in the future, but a person of the present.

"Look quickly, that seems to be the dungeon of Spirit Hall."

"What's so interesting about the Spirit Hall dungeon? Do you want to go in for a tour?"

"No, that person looks just like the Great Master!"

Everyone looked up and saw a hunched, disheveled figure staggering out of the dungeon gate.

His clothes were dirty and wrinkled, his hair messy and stuck to his cheeks, but he wasn't thin; his belly had even grown a size larger, and three men were following behind him to see him off.

Brother Scarface, Brother Dragon, and Brother Jie looked at Yu Xiaogang with great reluctance.

Brother Jie's heart was aching; such a fun one, and one that couldn't be broken, was only the one before him.

He didn't know if they would ever meet again in the future.

Fortunately, on this last day, he had poured all his love into him.

"Rose, remember to miss us!"

"If you want to come back, we are waiting for you here at any time."

"Rose, don't forget our names."

"Rose, we love you!"

The surrounding people looked on with strange expressions, and the guards at the prison gate had twitching expressions as well.

Three people pursuing one person was a normal thing, but why did it seem so shocking in a place like this?

Yu Xiaogang listened to what was behind him.

He shed tears.

It wasn't from being moved.

It was relief.

He finally saw the outside sky again; the sky was still blue.

"Great Master!"

"Teacher."

Yu Xiaogang stiffened, seeing the people from Shrek walking this way.

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, suspecting he was dreaming again.

Until Tang San got closer and closer.

Yu Xiaogang confirmed it; it was indeed Tang San himself.

"Teacher!"

Tang San's eyes lit up, and he immediately wanted to step forward.

But the next moment, a strong, pungent, and strange odor mixed with various smells wafted over with the wind.

His footsteps stopped abruptly.

The others did the same.

The stench on Yu Xiaogang's body shot straight to their crowns, and their stomachs instantly churned.

Tang San was at the very front, closest to him, and even had the urge to retch.

Stinky, it was too stinky; it wasn't just a simple smell.

It was mixed with all kinds of indescribable, strange odors.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and nose, her eyes full of astonishment and discomfort: "What is that smell... it's too unpleasant."

Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing all retreated as well.

Yu Xiaogang smelled too bad; even a rat crawling out of a sewer would smell better than him.

Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai had experience, and they quickly recognized the filth on Yu Xiaogang as something familiar.

Then they looked at the people seeing him off at the dungeon entrance.

The expressions of the two directly exploded.

What had the Great Master experienced?

Surrounded by everyone's strange gazes, Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red, and he was embarrassed to the extreme.

The days in the dungeon had already left him physically and mentally exhausted; he hadn't expected to encounter the strange scrutiny of acquaintances.

Yu Xiaogang wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground; his self-esteem had been ruthlessly trampled underfoot.

No wonder the Holy Son of Spirit Hall wanted to release him.

This behavior of his was simply a devastating blow to the heart, a truly devastating blow to the heart.

He had destroyed everything about himself, destroyed his grand image in the heart of his Disciple.

Ahhh, Su Wen, Su Wen, you despicable person, truly despicable!

Yu Xiaogang suppressed his emotions, pulled out a familiar object from his bosom, and handed it over, hoping to break the strange atmosphere.

Seeing this item, Tang San's expression changed abruptly.

His breathing grew rapid; this was the spirit tool he had already given up hope of retrieving, yet it appeared in this way.

"Teacher, my Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges, why is it with you? Didn't the Holy Son of Spirit Hall take it?"

Yu Xiaogang naturally dared not tell the truth, so he spoke the excuse he had long prepared: "Sigh, Su Wen is truly despicable, taking advantage of my absence to target you again. As your teacher, how could I watch you be bullied? I helped you get it back."

Upon hearing this, Tang San immediately understood that Yu Xiaogang must have suffered great humiliation to get it back.

Otherwise, given the personality of the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, it would be impossible for him to return the item.

Tang San felt a wave of emotion in his heart; this teacher was not completely useless after all.

With his spirit tool back, he could once again make himself stronger in the shortest amount of time.

Tang San looked at the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges, which was stained with all sorts of filth.

Although he was somewhat disgusted, he suppressed his discomfort and took it into his hands.

Tang San immediately activated the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges, unable to wait to see if the items inside were intact.

It was empty inside.

Tang San's movements suddenly froze, the blood drained from his face, and only deathly silence remained in his eyes.

"This..."

"How could this be... everything is gone..."

Tang San's voice trembled, an extremely oppressive emotion filling his heart.

The Holy Son of Spirit Hall really had taken everything, not leaving a single thing, not even a single gold coin.

"Ah, damn Su Wen..."

Tang San roared unwillingly; this was all his hard work of several years.

It was also the guarantee that would allow him to rise quickly at the moment.

Every spirit tool was the beginning of his revenge, and now they were all gone.

"Little San, Little San, don't scare me; isn't it just gone? If it's gone, it's gone, we will have more in the future."

Yu Xiaogang saw Tang San so agitated and was instantly panicked.

Tang San could not have anything happen to him.

Otherwise, who would take revenge for him?

Who else had this ability?

"Third Brother, calm down!"

Ma Hongjun's face showed concern and sympathy.

Putting himself in Tang San's perspective, it was truly too miserable.

Father.

Mother.

Even his own treasures had been taken away by his enemy.

"Little San, you still have Xiao Wu, you still have Xiao Wu."

Ma Hongjun's words pulled back Tang San's emotions, which were on the verge of collapse.

Dai Mubai and Oscar had never seen Tang San so broken, so they also hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

"Xiao Wu..."

"Right, I still have Xiao Wu!"

Tang San narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Wu, wanting to get some comfort.

Even if it was just a little bit of gentle words.

He, Tang San, felt that he would definitely be able to regain his confidence and fight Su Wen again.

"Are you a man, blubbering like that?"

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes in disgust.

"Right, right, I definitely can do it; this little setback cannot defeat me."

Hearing Xiao Wu's encouraging words, Tang San immediately felt much better.