Douluo: My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry

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As for talent—

Tang San was even less confident.

Before consuming the numerous immortal herbs, his Blue Silver Grass spirit hadn't undergone a second awakening.

His Clear Sky Hammer spirit hadn't had time to be cultivated.

At this time.

Although Tang San's talent was strong, it wasn't exactly top-tier.

At least within the entire Shrek Academy.

He wasn't even the most capable fighter!

Relying on such talent.

Tang San really had no confidence that Zhuge Lan would make an exception—

"Then what should I do?"

"Zhuge Lan even knows the secret of the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit, even knowing that phrase from back then."

"How can I save my life?"

"Tang San, ah, Tang San, think carefully, what means do you have to protect your life!"

Tang San frantically pondered.

Soon.

This kid really did come up with a solution—

Thinking over thousands of possibilities, it only took a moment.

Although Tang San thought a lot, the time in reality hadn't passed…

Okay!

He also didn't know how long had passed.

Because the current environment was simply unbearable for Tang San, like living a year in a day.

No!

—It could even be said to be like living a second in a year!

However, Tang San was ultimately someone who cherished his life. Complicated with both inferiority and pride, after losing some things.

He was even more unwilling to die—

So, no matter how nervous or afraid Tang San was.

He still opened his mouth to defend himself—

"Zhuge Lan, Brother Lan, Master Lan, don't kill me, please don't kill me."

"I'm one of you, I was just speaking carelessly just now."

"Look, didn't I dance well before?"

"I'm actually very valuable—"

"We're all on the same side, there's no need to push things to extremes."

"Can't you just consider it a favor from your Little San?"

"However you want me to dance next, I'll dance however you want, however you want me to embarrass myself, I'll embarrass myself…"

"I'll listen to you in everything, listen to you in everything."

"I won't compete with you anymore, I won't compete with you in anything anymore—"

His voice stuttered.

And trembled uncontrollably!

Tang San's teeth couldn't help but chatter.

Even carrying a bit of a sob—all of this was telling of the fear and despair in his heart.

Although his words stuttered and trembled.

His speaking speed was extremely fast.

Saying all kinds of pleas and values.

Tang San was afraid that Zhuge Lan would kill him directly if he was unhappy.

However—

All of this didn't get any response.

Listening to the surrounding silence.

Zhuge Lan didn't seem to have any intention of speaking.

Tang San was even more terrified.

If the other party was angry, that would be fine, even if he sarcastically ridiculed himself, that would be fine.

But not speaking—

Undoubtedly added another ten thousand pounds of burden to Tang San's heart.

As if—

That life-reaping butcher's knife.

Could fall at any time!

Thinking of this.

Tang San didn't dare to hesitate any longer, forcefully gritting his teeth, and said the next words—

"Xiao Wu, I don't even care about Xiao Wu anymore, okay?"

"Let me go."

"Please let me go—"

Drip, drip.

Was the sound of countless water droplets falling.

Although Tang San was covered in sweat, unlike Dai Mubai—his tears were particularly obvious.

He was already wailing and begging for mercy.

No way…

According to normal circumstances, although Tang San cherished his life.

But he wasn't that afraid of death.

He definitely wouldn't lower his posture so much just to beg for mercy.

He would even give up his White Moonlight from the past.

But the current situation was different.

The current Tang San was not the high-spirited, incomparably proud person he once was.

How proud was he back then?

He really had a backbone.

Faced with this kind of coercion, he would rather die than bow his head.

Let alone hand over Xiao Wu.

But the current Tang San was different.

He was already extremely inferior at this time—

All his pride had been taken away one by one, and his dignity had been shattered in being trampled on time and time again.

Tang San had nothing!

Even his only blood relative in this world, his father Tang Hao, didn't know where he had run off to.

What he had left.

Was only this life…

If even this life was lost—then he would really have nothing!

He finally managed to live a second life.

Without walking through this world in a grand and magnificent way.

Instead, he was directly killed before he could even develop.

Such a result—

This Tang San couldn't accept it no matter what!

Drip—drip—

The air was still very quiet.

There were only the sounds of water droplets, sweat, and tears constantly dripping.

Other than that.

There was only Tang San's pounding heartbeat and breathing.

There wasn't even the aura of other people—

"It seems like something's not quite right?"

Originally, Tang San, not getting Zhuge Lan's response, was planning to despairingly accept his fate and wait for death to arrive.

After all…

With Tang San's current state.

He didn't even have the courage to fight to the death and try to drag the other party down with him.

But as time passed—

Zhuge Lan still didn't respond.

And didn't reveal any aura.

This made Tang San feel particularly strange—although with Zhuge Lan's ability, even if he touched behind him, he could prevent himself from being discovered.

This was very normal.

But Zhuge Lan clearly spoke just now!

Why would he hide it again?

For a time.

Tang San suddenly widened his eyes and stood up abruptly.

Even staggering for a moment because his movements were too intense and he had been curled up for too long.

But the current Tang San had no energy to consider these things—

He just stubbornly turned his head.

Constantly looking at the surrounding scene.

No one!

The backstage was empty.

That Zhuge Lan guy wasn't here at all!

"What exactly is going on?"

"How much time has passed…"

Tang San numbly shook his head, his heart was a blank.

Like a walking corpse, he looked out the window.

At this time, the lights on the stage were bright.

The new contestants had already taken the stage early—even the performance had progressed for most of it.

This meant that a long time had passed!

"So…"

"What exactly is going on?!"

"Is it that Zhuge Lan guy never cared about me at all, or didn't take my complaints to heart—"

"Or—"

"Was I just hallucinating just now."

"Was that sentence just an auditory hallucination?!"

Thinking of this.

Tang San was struck by lightning.

As if he had been struck by the heavenly tribulation that a 100,000-year soul beast needed to overcome—his state of mind was completely broken.

He actually, because of an auditory hallucination.

Just, just—

Shameful!

Tears flickered in the corners of Tang San's eyes, he didn't even dare to recall what kind of actions he had made just now.

Too embarrassing, it was really too embarrassing…

Even dancing this kind of bizarre dance in front of the audience, even being cut off by Xiao Wu in front of Shrek and in front of everyone—

Wasn't this embarrassing!

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