That was Zhou Sidong's first soul skill—Crescent Moon.
The two moon blades tore through the incoming Blue Silver Grass, shredding it into powder, and continued flying straight toward Tang San.
Seeing this, Tang San stomped lightly. A shield woven from Blue Silver Grass appeared in front of him. After his soul power advanced to Soul King, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass transformed from black to blue, its toughness comparable to a city wall—though compared to Yu Xiaogang's thick skin, there was still quite a gap.
On the spectator stands.
Yu Xiaogang wriggled his body like a caterpillar, poking his head out from a corner. His heart was in turmoil as he silently prayed for Xiao San to defeat Zhou Sidong and make him pay the price he deserved!
Under Yu Xiaogang's expectant gaze, the two moon blades shattered the Blue Silver Grass shield. Tang San's chest clothing ripped apart, and a blood-soaked character "Kill" appeared on his chest.
"Xiao San!"
Yu Xiaogang cried out in shock, eyes wide, staring at the scene before him in utter disbelief.
"Zhou Sidong is only a Soul Ancestor. How could his first soul skill break through Blue Silver Grass's defense? How is this possible…?"
Yu Xiaogang ground his teeth in fury.
But very quickly, Tang San adjusted himself. His fifth soul ring lit up, and in his hand appeared a long spear formed entirely of Blue Silver Grass.
What surprised Zhou Sidong the most was that Tang San crushed the spear in his hand. The fragments were sharp and numerous—dozens of them.
Tang San's hands turned into blurs. Using nearly invisible hidden-weapon techniques, countless fragments shot through the air at Zhou Sidong from extremely tricky angles.
Some curved midway through flight, some appeared from behind Zhou Sidong, and others dropped straight down from above, leaving him no room to defend.
"Bat Wing Reincarnation."
A trace of disdain appeared at the corner of Zhou Sidong's mouth. He knew Tang San's abilities all too well—this was none other than a Tang Sect hidden weapon technique from his previous life: Bat Wing Reincarnation.
The spear fragments closed in on Zhou Sidong from all sides. Facing such a dense barrage, the naive Yu Xiaogang suddenly cheered loudly, already envisioning Zhou Sidong's end.
But what happened next was completely unexpected.
Centered on Zhou Sidong, hundreds of small Devouring Soul Demon Spiders suddenly burst out of the ground. These spiders raised their heads and spat silk skyward. Without exception, every single "hidden weapon" Tang San fired was caught by the powerful spider silk, unable to advance even an inch.
"Is this really all you've got, Tang San?"
Zhou Sidong grinned.
In contrast, Tang San's expression grew increasingly grave. His left hand suddenly shone with dark light, and a Clear Sky Hammer bearing three thousand-year soul rings appeared in his grasp.
The appearance of the Clear Sky Hammer shocked everyone present. What stunned them wasn't the fact that Tang San possessed twin martial souls—after all, that was already common knowledge from the preliminaries.
"Three thousand-year soul rings?"
Ning Fengzhi suddenly realized the truth. "So that's how it is. No wonder Tang San was able to advance to Soul King so quickly—he had his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, absorb soul rings in advance. That's how he broke through."
"A Clear Sky Hammer with absorbed soul rings, and three thousand-year ones at that. This fight is getting interesting."
Bone Douluo smiled faintly, watching the two figures on the arena with great interest.
At that moment, Sword Douluo spoke up. "It's a pity for such a twin martial soul. Tang San could have given his second martial soul all ten-thousand-year rings. This sacrifice is huge. But for him, it's worth it. Shrek Academy now has hope of charging into the finals. With twin martial souls and Soul King cultivation, it's not impossible for him to win this tournament."
In other words, Shrek Academy still had hope.
On the arena.
Zhou Sidong looked at the Clear Sky Hammer with three soul rings in Tang San's hand and smiled. "Tang San, just to defeat me, you let the Clear Sky Hammer absorb soul rings ahead of time. Don't you know that the greatest advantage of twin martial souls is the unlimited growth potential of the second one? By doing this, you've essentially… ruined it."
Tang San flew into a rage. Recalling Xiao Wu's惨状, his teacher's humiliation, and how his brothers had been beaten beyond recognition, he gripped the hammer in his left hand and pointed it at Zhou Sidong.
"Zhou Sidong! Evil deeds bring their own destruction! You injured my loved ones, hurt Xiao Wu, and ruined my teacher! He's been disgraced and cursed by thousands—this is all because of you! All of it!"
Zhou Sidong sneered repeatedly, pointing at Yu Xiaogang's head sticking out from the stands. "They brought it on themselves. As for your utterly incompetent teacher—everything he did without a shred of decency was caused by himself."
"Zhou Sidong! Stop slandering me!"
Yu Xiaogang roared angrily. "I, Yu Xiaogang, have acted upright all my life. Your arrogance won't last long! I believe my disciple will avenge me!"
At that moment, Yu Xiaogang was full of confidence in Tang San.
But when he first saw Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer absorbing soul rings early, his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
In Yu Xiaogang's original plan, he wanted Tang San's second martial soul to absorb only ten-thousand-year rings. That way, not only would his disciple become a "king" among Titled Douluo, but as his mentor, Yu Xiaogang's own status would rise with him—the title of "Master" would echo throughout the entire Douluo Continent!
"Idiot."
Zhou Sidong rolled his eyes at Yu Xiaogang, completely ignoring his impotent rage.
Just as Tang San began gathering power with the Clear Sky Hammer, preparing to unleash a storm-like assault—
Zhou Sidong moved first.
He flashed in front of Tang San, a fist as large as a sandbag slamming solidly into Tang San's abdomen. The piercing pain bent Tang San over. He clutched the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, gritting his teeth and pouring all his strength into a single swing—
But Zhou Sidong was nowhere to be seen.
"Too slow! You're far too slow!"
Another punch smashed into Tang San's lower back. A series of cracking sounds rang out from his spine. Tang San's face instantly turned deathly pale, drained of all color.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang panicked and shouted, "Zhou Sidong! If my disciple Tang San suffers any harm today, even if I die, I won't let you go!"
Zhou Sidong paid no attention at all. Ignoring Yu Xiaogang's warning, fists like torrential rain hammered Tang San's body. Blood flew everywhere, and miserable screams echoed across the arena.
Some spectators could no longer bear to watch. In contrast, members of Barak Academy—who had once been defeated by Tang San—were now cheering wildly for Zhou Sidong, shouting themselves hoarse without stopping.
"Beat Tang San to death!"
"Crush him!"
"Hurry up! Kick Tang San over here!"
Their hatred for Tang San was no less than Tang San's hatred for Zhou Sidong.
Tang San spat blood, his eyes rolling back, his breathing fading in and out.
"Is this really all you can do? Don't think absorbing soul rings early on the Clear Sky Hammer makes you my opponent. The gap between us is a chasm you'll never be able to cross!"
Zhou Sidong punched Tang San into the air, aimed him toward Yu Xiaogang's position, and delivered a final kick—sending Tang San flying to meet his master.
"Ahhh!"
A scream rang out as Tang San landed sprawled across Yu Xiaogang's body, crushing him until white foam spilled from his mouth. Master and disciple lay there in an absurd pose. Seeing this, the crowd could only laugh helplessly before leaving the venue.
No one cared about those two at all.
"Second Team of Tian Dou Royal Academy wins!"
After announcing the result, the host immediately ran over to Zhou Sidong, shook his hand, and laughed. "Thanks for letting me get off work early! With the promotion matches over, I've got plenty of vacation time! I wish you victory in this tournament—farewell!"
The host waved and dashed off.
"Looks like not everyone enjoys working."
Zhou Sidong chuckled, watching the host disappear.
Thus, the promotion matches came to an end.
Tomorrow, led by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and escorted by five hundred Royal Knights, they would head to Spirit Hall to participate in the final tournament.
After finishing the last match, Zhou Sidong returned to Tian Dou City together with Zhu Zhuqing.
"This time Shrek Academy really lost face—especially Yu Xiaogang. When we left, the look in his eyes made it seem like he wanted to swallow us whole."
Even "Zhu Zhuqing" couldn't help but admire how shameless Yu Xiaogang was in this world.
"He doesn't have a stomach that big."
Zhou Sidong laughed and shook his head. In the blink of an eye, they returned to Tian Dou City, to his elder sister's residence, entering the mansion through a secret passage.
Zhou Sidong was truly exhausted that day. As soon as he returned, he collapsed onto the bed and fell fast asleep. After covering him with a blanket, "Zhu Zhuqing" quietly left.
Tian Dou City, in front of Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang was carried to the Monument of Shame—the first time he had ever seen his own.
Looking at the crimes engraved on the monument, Yu Xiaogang was filled with fury.
Did he really do all this?
Impossible!
Why did he have no memory of it?
It was all fabricated—completely baseless!
"Smash this monument! Smash it right now!"
Yu Xiaogang ordered the two students guarding the academy gate.
The two students ignored him entirely, as if they hadn't heard a thing. They stared straight ahead, hands behind their backs, expressions resolute.
"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear my order?!"
Yu Xiaogang roared in anger.
One of the students replied calmly, "Our duty is to safeguard the academy. Sorry, Master."
"We cannot abandon our post. And Dean Flander has already ordered that no one is allowed to damage this monument," the other added.
Because of warnings from the Tian Dou royal family, Flander didn't dare act rashly.
Not only could the monument not be destroyed—it had to be protected. Otherwise, Shrek Academy itself would be finished.
"Flander!"
Yu Xiaogang ground his teeth in hatred. "I will never share the same sky with you!"
"Hey? Where are you taking me?"
Yu Xiaogang looked at the two people carrying him, confused as he watched them walk away.
"We've reached Shrek Academy. Our task is complete."
Yu Xiaogang was abandoned in front of his Monument of Shame.
The two students guarding the gate personally witnessed the number of people around the monument grow—from a few, to many, and finally to a crowd of hundreds.
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