Inability!
An unprecedented sense of powerlessness overwhelmed Tang San like a tidal wave.
He hates it!
I hate myself for being so weak!
He hated himself for being able to kneel here, watching his beloved woman being kidnapped, unable to even lift a finger!
Scenes flashed wildly through my mind.
When I was six years old, I first met her in Nottingham City. She was a cute girl with scorpion braids who called herself "Little Dance Sister".
Fighting side by side in the Soul Hunter Forest.
Living and working together at Shrek Academy.
They practiced cultivation together, got into trouble together, and sat on the hillside watching the sunset together.
So many years have passed.
From the age of six to his teens, she was the most radiant light in his life.
Yesterday, they were still dreaming about the future under the setting sun; everything seemed so wonderful.
Today, all that is beautiful has been trampled to pieces!
Tang San's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, causing him unbearable pain.
He couldn't bear to touch Xiao Wu at all.
In his heart, Xiao Wu was a pure and flawless fairy, a treasure that needed to be cherished for a lifetime, and any slight desecration would be a sin.
But now, she's going to be taken away by this Blue Silver King.
What will happen if she falls into that man's hands?
The thought of Xiao Wu possibly turning into that man's shape left Tang San's mind blank, and jealousy and murderous intent almost burned away his reason!
No! No!
Tang San, acting like a madman, roared at Tang Qing.
"Blue Silver King, you can't do this! Xiao Wu is my lover! Release her!"
Tang Qing didn't even turn around to look at him.
He simply waved casually at the Lingling General beside him.
General Lingling understood immediately, turned around, faced the solemnly standing Xuanjia Army, and spoke in a booming voice.
"Blue Silver King's Decree: Withdraw troops!"
With a wave of his hand, Tang Qing sent Xiao Wu, bound by the blue silver grass, to his warhorse.
He mounted his horse with fluid movements, then stretched out his long arm and scooped up the still struggling Xiao Wu.
The warhorse pawed restlessly and let out a loud neigh.
"Third Brother! Save me! Third Brother—"
Xiao Wu's cries grew fainter and fainter, filled with despair.
Tang San lay on the ground, his eyes blurred with tears as he watched that tall figure recede further and further away from his beloved, his heart breaking.
He was powerless to do anything.
Seeing this scene, Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and suddenly turned to Zhu Zhuqing beside him.
"Zhuqing, we're...we're engaged, after all. Could you...could you please plead for us?"
Zhu Zhuqing turned her head, her clear eyes filled only with unyielding disgust.
Who is your fiancée?
She scoffed.
"How dare you call Zhu Qing like that?"
After saying that, she ignored the stunned Dai Mubai, nimbly mounted a warhorse brought by the Xuanjia Army, her movements graceful and agile.
Oscar mustered his courage and moved closer to Ning Rongrong, forcing a fawning smile on his face.
"Rongrong, look at this..."
Ning Rongrong didn't even look at him, but arrogantly raised her snow-white chin and let out a disdainful snort.
She walked to her mount and, with the help of her guards, gracefully mounted it, her posture resembling that of a true princess.
"drive!"
Tang Qing flicked the reins and drove off first.
Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and the Xuanjia Army led by General Lingling followed closely behind.
The thunderous sound of iron hooves echoed, and dust filled the air.
Soon, the group disappeared at the end of the ruins, leaving behind only desolation and devastation.
Flander, Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang, and the three Shrek heroes stood blankly on the ruins of what was once their home, their faces filled with sorrow and bewilderment.
Shrek Academy... is gone.
It's completely gone.
"It's over…it's all over…" Flander muttered to himself. This money-loving dean felt no heartache at this moment, only desolation.
"My Rongrong..."
Oscar knelt down, utterly dejected, his hands buried in his hair.
Dai Mubai clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood, but he was completely unaware of it.
"Zhu Qing...you should be my woman!"
Tang San lay on the ground, his body trembling violently, muttering to himself repeatedly.
"My little Wu... my little Wu..."
An atmosphere of despair, like a thick fog, enveloped everyone.
The three of them, once the pride of Shrek Academy, now looked more like three pitiful wretches who had just had everything taken away from them.
The three cuckolded brothers.
Just then, Yu Xiaogang, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and heavy.
"Mistress, get up."
He walked to Tang San's side, the wound from his severed arm still throbbing faintly.
"Now that things have come to this, there are some things I must tell you."
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.
"Your father was not an ordinary blacksmith."
"He is... a direct disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, the youngest Title Douluo on the Douluo Continent, with the title—Clear Sky!"
"His name is Tang Hao!"
This is absolutely shocking!
Everyone present, including Tang San himself, suddenly looked up at Yu Xiaogang.
Ignoring the shock of the crowd, Yu Xiaogang continued speaking.
"Senior Tang Hao possesses extraordinary strength, but for some reason, he lives in seclusion in Holy Soul Village. He should not be here now, otherwise he would definitely not sit idly by."
He looked at Tang San, a glimmer of light rekindling in his eyes.
"Once I recover, I'll go find him! As long as I find Haotian Douluo, I will surely avenge this day!"
One sentence, like a bolt of lightning, cleaved through the clouds of despair hanging over everyone's heads.
yes!
Tang San's father is Haotian Douluo!
A glimmer of hope finally ignited in Tang San's empty eyes.
Father...
He suddenly struggled to his feet and nodded emphatically to Yu Xiaogang.
"Teacher! When I see my father, I will make him kill Tang Qing! I will make sure Xiao Wu is rescued! I want revenge!"
The flames of revenge began to burn fiercely in Tang San's heart.
However, although hope has been rekindled, the excruciating pain of losing a beloved person still gnaws at the heart like a thousand ants.
Tang San swayed, then knelt down again, covered his face, and let out a suppressed sob.
"Xiao Wu... my Xiao Wu..."
"I haven't even... I haven't even kissed Xiaowu yet."
...
The North, Blue Silver City.
What was once a vital border town of the Heavenly Dou Empire is now the capital of the Northern Holy Court, a place of magnificent splendor.
The most magnificent building in the city is the Blue Silver Royal Palace.
The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight, as gentle as water, bathed the quiet chambers deep within the Prince's mansion.
Tang Qing sat cross-legged and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
The aura lingered, transforming into a miniature blue silver grass in the air, hovering for a moment before vanishing without a trace.
He opened his eyes, and in his deep pupils, it seemed as if a river of stars flowed, and an overwhelming aura emanated from his body.
The rare and precious materials offered by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and other subjugated sects are indeed extraordinary.
After this period of absorption and refinement, the soul power within his body has become increasingly pure and powerful, and the barrier between level 97 and level 98 has become as thin as a cicada's wing.
Just one step away.
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