Flander was taken aback, looking at him with some confusion: "Young Master, you..."
Tang San kept his head down, and no one could see his expression at that moment, but the cold aura emanating from him made everyone around him feel that something was wrong with him.
Are you kidding me?
Unable to participate in the competition? Then how can he find an opportunity to kill Dongfang Jing?
That guy is surrounded by powerful figures now, and if we go head-to-head, I have no chance of winning.
The only way is to take advantage of his unpreparedness during the match and launch a sneak attack with your hidden weapon!
If I miss this competition, I'm afraid I'll never have another chance!
He couldn't wait to settle this score!
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Xiaogang, whose face was still pale. In his bloodshot eyes, there was a stubborn light.
"Teacher, is there really no other way? I... I'm really not willing to give up like this!"
"We've worked so hard and sacrificed so much for this competition, how can we stop now? Didn't we agree to win the championship together and prove your theory correct?"
"I believe it's not just me, Mu Bai, Fatty, Xiao Ao, and Tian Heng, everyone thinks the same way! Teacher, please, is there really no other way?"
Tang San's voice was filled with resentment and sincerity, and his indomitable spirit also infected Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and others beside him.
Seeing his disciple's resolute gaze, Yu Xiaogang's heart, which had been deadened, was rekindled with a faint flame.
He pondered for a long time, then finally sighed slowly and said, "There is a way to get you to participate again... but are you sure you can accept the price that would have to pay?"
"We can definitely do it!" Tang San's face lit up with joy upon hearing that there was hope, and he eagerly asked, "Teacher, what is the method? We're willing to pay any price!"
Flander and Liu Erlong seemed to have guessed Yu Xiaogang's thoughts, and their expressions changed.
Liu Erlong gripped Yu Xiaogang's hand tightly, watching him nervously.
Flander's expression also became extremely complicated. He looked at his friend, hesitant to speak, "Xiao Gang...do you...do you want to go find her?"
Yu Xiaogang sighed again, his eyes filled with struggle and pain, but in the end they turned into determination.
He looked at his disciples and said, word by word, "The only way to restore your eligibility to participate in the competition is... to join the Spirit Hall team."
"What?!"
"Join the Spirit Hall?!"
Upon hearing this suggestion, everyone was stunned, their faces filled with shock and disgust.
Tang San was the same; the joy in his eyes was instantly replaced by cold hatred.
Spirit Hall!
That was the culprit who drove his mother to her death and ruined his father's life! That was Tang San's mortal enemy! How could he possibly associate with his enemy? This was an utter disgrace!
Seeing everyone's reaction, Yu Xiaogang seemed to have expected it. He slowly said, "I have an old friend in the Spirit Hall. She holds a high position in the Spirit Hall now. As long as I explain the situation to her, I believe she will allow you to continue participating in the competition as members of the Spirit Hall team."
"Are you still willing to accept this?"
To ally with one's enemy in exchange for a chance for revenge.
This choice was far too difficult and far too humiliating.
Yu Xiao noticed their hesitation and added, raising her voice slightly: "If you truly want to compete against Purple Star Academy in this competition, defeat Wang Qiu'er, and avenge today's humiliation, then joining the Spirit Hall team is your only and best choice!"
"Only by cooperating with the true geniuses and powerful members of the Spirit Hall can you increase your chances of winning!"
Yu Xiaogang's words instantly silenced the crowd who had been filled with righteous indignation.
Ma Hongjun was the first to back down.
Although he was impulsive, he wasn't completely out of his mind.
What does it mean to join the Spirit Hall?
That would be tantamount to selling yourself out, and you would have to obey the orders of the Spirit Hall from now on. Where would you have any freedom?
He didn't want to live that kind of life where he was controlled by others.
He leaned closer to Tang San and whispered, "Third Brother, how about... how about we just give up? We're still young. We can always wait five years and try again next year! There's no need to sacrifice ourselves just to prove a point."
Upon hearing this, Tang San turned his head sharply, his gloomy eyes fixed on Ma Hongjun, making Ma Hongjun feel uneasy.
"Wait five years? The competition is only held once every five years! We can wait, but what about Tianheng? He's the oldest among us. In five years, he'll be over twenty-five and won't be able to participate in the competition at all!"
"Without him, we wouldn't be able to use the 'Five-in-One Fusion Technique' that our teacher taught us! Only by possessing this ultimate move can we possibly contend with Purple Star Academy and that Dongfang Jing!"
Tang San grabbed Ma Hongjun's shoulder and shook him violently, almost shouting, "Fatty! Don't you want revenge? Have you forgotten how Dongfang Jing treated you? Are you just going to let that grudge go?!"
Ma Hongjun was stunned by his shout, and opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.
Of course he wanted revenge! He dreamed about it! He wished he could tear Dongfang Jing to pieces!
But...
He thought about it carefully. At Purple Star Academy, Wang Qiu'er alone was a Soul Saint, Dugu Yan was a Soul King, and then there were the unfathomable Dongfang Jing and his sister...
The Five-in-One Fusion Technique is powerful, but can it really defeat all of them?
Ma Hongjun had absolutely no idea what to expect.
Dai Mubai hesitated as well. He looked at Tang San and asked in a deep voice, "Little San, it seems... you've made up your mind? But... what about your father...?"
Given Tang Hao's deep-seated hatred for the Spirit Hall, what would Tang Hao think if Tang San joined the Spirit Hall?
Tang San nodded, his eyes unusually firm.
He believed that his father was somewhere right now, silently watching his every move.
Since he didn't object, it means he tacitly approved of his decision.
But just to be on the safe side, Tang San raised his head and shouted loudly at the empty sky, "Dad! Can you hear me? Don't worry, I know what I'm doing! I will definitely avenge you and Mom!"
In the empty streets, only his voice echoed.
The people around him looked at him as if he were a fool.
After waiting for a while, there was still no response.
Tang San thought to himself that his father was probably unable to show himself because of his sensitive identity.
So he stopped dwelling on it and turned to his companions and teachers, saying in a highly persuasive tone, "Listen to me, everyone! We can pretend to join the Spirit Hall! This is just a temporary measure!"
"We can first utilize the resources and platform of the Spirit Hall to defeat Purple Star Academy in this competition and avenge ourselves! Once the time is right and our strength is sufficient to protect ourselves, we can then find an opportunity to break away from them! Isn't this the same plan we had when we joined the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"
"Dean Flander, Teacher Zhao Wuji, and all the other teachers, please return to Blue Tyrant Academy and wait for our good news! We'll return in glory after winning the championship!"
Tang San's idea was simple, and also shameless.
It's all about exploitation!
Since the Spirit Hall was also his enemy, he felt no qualms about using one enemy to deal with another.
After his earnest persuasion, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and others who were still hesitant were gradually convinced.
Yes, it's just temporary humiliation! For the final victory, for future freedom, what is this little bit of grievance?
Seeing the flame of hope rekindled on everyone's ashen faces, Tang San's lips curled into a barely perceptible, cold smile.
'Eastern Mirror, Eastern Mirror, just you wait!'
'I, Tang San, will kill you with my own hands!'
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