385: Chapter 385 Find Him, Mom!

Tang San was hoisted up by Ah Yin's Binding, and the audience watched as he hung in the air, with Blue Silver Vines spanking his backside.

"Ahhh!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, trying to hold it in, but the Blue Silver Vines were covered in barbs.

He truly couldn't hold it back anymore and cried out in front of everyone watching.

The sound of the lashing mixed with Tang San's screams made everyone gasp in shock.

"We, we..."

Watching Ah Yin's merciless actions, Yu Xiaogang breathed heavily, wanting to shout: We forfeit.

But.

Once he shouted it out.

The Spirit Master Competition championship would be out of their reach.

If they couldn't even defeat the Spirit Hall Team.

Then what would they use to defeat Spirit Hall?

"Great Master, let's forfeit. Little San doesn't look like he can hold on anymore."

Ma Hongjun could feel that Tang San's Soul Power was exhausted, and he was now like an ordinary person; if this continued, he would likely be crippled.

"No, Little San must still have a trump card!"

Yu Xiaogang refused to believe it.

He clenched his fists, eyes filled with anticipation, waiting for Tang San to erupt once more.

"I... forfeit."

Tang San finally couldn't take it anymore and voluntarily spoke up to forfeit.

At this moment.

Yu Xiaogang went limp, like a deflated balloon.

They had failed.

How could Tang San forfeit on his own?

Why was he such a failure?

Yu Xiaogang trembled all over.

He should have kept persisting.

He should have brought out stronger methods.

"Great Master, go stop her! She's still hitting Tang San."

Dai Mubai's voice snapped Yu Xiaogang back to reality.

Seeing that Ah Yin hadn't stopped, the resentment that had just built up in Yu Xiaogang vanished, replaced entirely by worry for Tang San.

Little San couldn't have anything happen to him yet; he possessed twin spirits, and as long as he was trained properly, he would undoubtedly be a Titled Douluo in the future.

"Stop, quickly stop! Are you trying to beat him to death? I want to lodge a complaint!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted loudly.

Ah Yin ignored him and simply tossed Tang San into the air to lash him.

Countless vines whipped Tang San from every angle.

Tang San was beaten until his skin split open.

Just as Tang San's consciousness was about to fade.

He suddenly felt a pain in his lower body.

His head instantly became incredibly clear.

His hands instinctively covered his crotch.

An intense pain instantly spread throughout his entire body, overshadowing all the previous pain he had felt.

"Stop, stop! The match has already ended! Referee, why aren't you stopping this?"

Yu Xiaogang ran panting into the pit on the arena floor. The referee glanced at him coldly: "His mother beating her son is not a violation during the match, so I cannot stop it. Once the match is over, I have no authority to intervene."

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that flames of rage seemed to erupt from him; the referee's words were as good as saying nothing.

Suddenly, Tang San was tossed over by Ah Yin, and Yu Xiaogang was caught off guard, slammed into the ground.

Yu Xiaogang cried out in pain, cradling the battered Tang San with a look of worry: "Little San, Little San!"

Yu Xiaogang felt blood, looked at the state of his pants, and saw Tang San's familiar expression of agony, instantly realizing where he had been injured.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Ah Yin in disbelief: "You, you crippled Little San..."

"Hmph, someone who dares to harm their own mother and father is worse than a pig or a dog. It's for the best that he's crippled, so he won't produce descendants like himself."

Ah Yin snorted softly and turned to walk towards Su Wen. Yu Xiaogang's hand, pointing at her, couldn't stop trembling.

It didn't matter that Tang San was crippled; what mattered was that his mentality would be severely affected.

Just like Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai, whose mentalities still hadn't fully recovered to this day.

They had little hope for the future, so they didn't put much effort into their Cultivation.

Tang San possessed twin spirits; if he became decadent because of this, Yu Xiaogang felt the sky would collapse, and there would be no chance for a comeback in the future.

"Husband, are you hurt?"

Ah Yin looked at Su Wen with gentle eyes. The Hong Lun from earlier had reshaped Su Wen's body, so it could be said he was indeed injured.

The power of the Bodhi Blood exceeded everyone's expectations; even a super Douluo would likely find it hard to defend against.

Su Wen looked at Tang San and felt his Hidden Weapons were truly absurd.

He shook his head without speaking, and amidst Tang San's hateful glare, he wrapped his arm around Ah Yin's slender waist and walked out of the pit.

"In this match, the Spirit Hall Academy is victorious."

"Due to the destruction of the arena, the organizers will discuss whether the competition will continue. Please wait..."

The referee's voice, infused with Soul Power, spread throughout the surroundings. Yu Xiaogang anxiously carried Tang San back to the Shrek resting area.

Jiang Zhu trotted over and immediately unleashed her Spirit to treat Tang San.

Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai looked at Tang San, noticing that besides the physical injuries, he had the same area of injury as them.

The two of them suddenly hoped that Tang San wouldn't be cured.

That way, they could continue to be brothers.

Only in this way would Tang San go all out to head to Sea God Island to find a way to recover.

"Great Master, I can't do it anymore. You had better hurry and find a high-level Healing Soul Master!"

Jiang Zhu wiped the sweat from her forehead; Tang San's injuries were too severe.

Her healing Spirit Ability could only barely keep his life out of danger.

"Okay, okay!"

Yu Xiaogang thought of Ye Lingling, that Spirit Emperor Healing Soul Master who possessed the Nine Heart Begonia Spirit.

He didn't hesitate and ran straight towards the Spirit Hall Team resting area.

Tian Yue and Hu Liena circled Su Wen, looking him up and down. Confirming he wasn't injured, Tian Yue blinked and said: "Boss, that Tang San is so dangerous. No wonder you wouldn't let us face him. If it were me, I'd definitely be dead!"

Hu Liena looked at her strangely: "Yueer, why does it feel like you aren't afraid at all when you say that? In fact, you seem a bit excited."

"Heh heh heh, die? With Boss around, I won't die."

Tian Yue lifted her chin excitedly: "When the time comes, I'll be just like Ah Yin—no need to Cultivate, Boss will carry me to victory."

Hu Liena, Dugu Yan, and the others all had black lines on their faces, yet they felt it actually made sense, and it was even a bit tempting.

Ah Yin interjected softly: "If Husband's Spirit doesn't approve of you, you really will kick the bucket."

"Huh? What do you mean? Does she still need to nod?" Tian Yue blinked her eyes in confusion.

"Ah Yin, as Tang San's mother, you actually did this for this man."

"You crippled Little San!"

At this moment, an untimely voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone turned to look and saw a greasy man with a buzz cut walking over aggressively.

"Little San has already been crippled."

"I've already prepared to have the next one; his personality is beyond saving."

Ah Yin gently leaned into Su Wen's embrace, holding his waist.

"My and Husband's child will absolutely never be so disrespectful and ungrateful..."

Yu Xiaogang couldn't believe it, yet he didn't know what to say.

"Ye Lingling, please treat Tang San. His injuries are too severe."

Yu Xiaogang looked at Ye Lingling. Before Ye Lingling could speak, Tian Yue clicked her tongue: "Why are you looking for his mother for that?"

Ye Lingling nodded gently: "Hmm, although we should step in when one side is seriously injured in a match, the one who did it was his mother, and his mother was doing it out of a lesson. So, you should still look for his mother; it wouldn't be appropriate for me to interfere in her private affairs."