"Hey, didn't you say that students from Peach Garden Academy are the most reasonable?"
"Teacher Su is my idol too!"
"Cooperation for win-win!"
At the edge of Slaughter City's inner city, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Ye Lingling met to summarize their cultivation progress during this period.
Seeing a charming and beautiful young woman always following Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, Ye Lingling couldn't help but ask:
"Senior Sister Xiao Wu, Senior Sister Zhuqing, isn't that Hu Liena from Spirit Hall? She seems to have a pretty good attitude, why do you all seem to dislike her?"
"Ling Xiaoqi, don't mind her. This person is after our teacher."
"What? After the teacher?"
Upon hearing this, Senior Sister Ning Rongrong couldn't tolerate it. Her fist, as big as a sandbag, immediately blocked her path:
"Hurry up and leave, or don't force me to give you an Inch Punch."
We haven't even gone after the teacher ourselves, and she's dreaming big!
A fleeting look of terror appeared on Hu Liena's face. Ning Rongrong, that little golden figure from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a punch from her was no joke. Cold sweat quickly broke out on the back of her neck.
But she steeled her heart, closed her eyes, and gave up resisting.
Sincerity, sincerity is the ultimate killing move!
"Just kill me, I won't fight back. I believe Teacher Su will uphold justice for me. I also have over twenty cups of bloody mary and some food from the Hell Slaughter Arena. Take them all!"
"Go, go, go, let's change places. The women from Spirit Hall are shameless."
"Hurry, hurry, she's too scary."
Seeing Hu Liena's ready-to-be-captured demeanor, Ning Rongrong genuinely couldn't bring herself to strike, and quickly led her three junior sisters away.
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One year later.
Slaughter Tavern.
Ever since being injured by Zhu Zhuqing's Other Shore Ghost Shuttle, Tang San dared not show his face in the city, nor easily participate in the Hell Slaughter Arena. Most of his time was spent getting drunk in the Slaughter Tavern.
A young woman in a black veil walked in from outside the tavern, stood at the bar next to Tang San, and said faintly:
"No. 9528, it has been one year since your last victory in the Hell Slaughter Arena. Your survival time in Slaughter City ends today. You need to immediately enter the Hell Slaughter Arena for a life-and-death battle, or, like other survivors, offer two cups of bloody mary every month."
Tang San drained the glass of blood brandy in front of him. This was a blood wine made from bloody mary and fine brandy, and it was quite expensive.
Immediately, Tang San said nothing more. Instead, he summoned his Clear Sky Hammer, walked outside the tavern, randomly caught a passerby, and with one swing, sent his head flying. Blood instantly gushed from the neck.
Blue Silver Grass!
Controlling Crane Catching Dragon!
Several Blue Silver Grass tendrils from the tavern lassoed a few wine cups, accurately catching the gushing blood, and placed them before the black-veiled young woman, saying faintly:
"Four cups, for two months."
"And two more cups, help me get another blood brandy."
The black-veiled young woman collected the bloody mary and gave Tang San a deep look:
"Ever since the Hell Savior and her group entered Slaughter City, you haven't entered the Hell Slaughter Arena again. Are you afraid?"
"In the past hundred years, only three disciples of the Clear Sky Sect have come to Slaughter City. The first two left illustrious reputations in Slaughter City, and you are the third.
"Two days later, the Hell Savior will have her final hundred-win duel. Their actions in Slaughter City have already angered the respected Slaughter King. In this duel, Spirit Douluo-level powerhouses will be dispatched to deal with them. Through our observation, your strength is no less than a Spirit Douluo. If you don't want to disgrace the Clear Sky Sect's name, we look forward to your participation in this Hell Slaughter Arena duel."
Hearing this, Tang San trembled all over and did not immediately respond to the black-veiled young woman's invitation. After a moment of hesitation, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face:
"I won't go."
"Coward!"
"Coward? Heh heh, with all due respect, the people you're looking for will be completely annihilated."
Do you think, in this past year, that I didn't want to go to the Hell Slaughter Arena?
Do you think I enjoy being intoxicated by blood wine?
No, I just want to numb myself.
He seemed to understand his father's fondness for drinking in the past.
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