Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to show off his skills, or rather, his theories, someone spoke up before him.
"Soul bones are divided into six categories: left leg bone, right leg bone, left arm bone, right arm bone, skull, and torso bone. The strongest is the torso bone, followed by the skull, then the left arm, right arm, left leg, and right leg."
"External soul bones are a magical existence, a special kind besides the six categories I mentioned earlier. If the probability of an ordinary soul bone appearing from a soul beast is one in a thousand, then the probability of an external soul bone appearing is less than one in ten thousand. Moreover, the condition for absorbing an external soul bone is first to absorb the soul ring of the soul beast that dropped it. Furthermore, unlike the other six categories of soul bones, once external soul bones fuse with their master, they become inseparable and cannot be separated. Among them, external soul bones have always ranked second on the soul master's dream list, second only to the number one, the almost impossible-to-obtain 100,000-year soul ring."
"Xiao Zong's external soul bone was taken from the spider leg of a thousand-year-old spider-like soul beast."
It was Zhu Zhuqing who spoke, and only after she finished speaking did she realize that everyone was looking at her with disbelief.
Zhu Zhuqing blushed slightly under their gazes and tentatively asked, "Why is everyone looking at me?"
Ning Rongrong said, "Zhuqing, you're amazing! You know so much. I've only ever heard my dad talk about the six great soul bones; I've never even heard of external soul bones."
"Xiaogang, you're so knowledgeable. Is what Zhuqing said true?" Flander looked at Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang's stiff face turned pale, and he nodded awkwardly before looking at Zhu Zhuqing. "Zhuqing, where did you learn all this?"
"Xiao Zong told me," Zhu Zhuqing replied calmly.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned even paler. "No wonder the zuzong didn't want to be his disciple. It seems he already knew some of this knowledge. Otherwise, how could he cultivate the 'Mutated Blue Silver Grass' martial soul so powerfully? Did he already have a teacher?" Yu Xiaogang thought to himself.
"But what does this external spirit bone have to do with the poison Tang San is suffering from?" It was Meng Yiran who spoke. Although she hated the Royal Fighting Team for beating Tang San to this state, her boyfriend's safety was the most important thing right now.
Zhu Zhuqing explained, "Xiao Zong's external spirit bone is called the Eight Spider Lances. Besides releasing potent poison, the Eight Spider Lances can also absorb it. Xiao Zong is preparing to draw the poison out of Tang San's body."
With Zhu Zhuqing's explanation, everyone finally understood.
Meanwhile, Clan Zong had already inserted the Eight Spider Lances into Tang San's body, absorbing the toxins. Of course, Clan Zong wasn't going to be outdone; besides absorbing the toxins, he also absorbed a portion of Tang San's spirit power.
A moment later, Clan Zong put the Eight Spider Lances back into his body. Glancing at his tattered clothes out of the corner of his eye, he thought, "These Eight Spider Lances are useful, but they wear out my clothes so much."
A moment later, Clan Zong changed back into his usual black outfit. At this moment, Tang San also woke up.
After listening to Yu Xiaogang recount what happened after he fell into a coma and learning that Shrek Academy had still lost, a look of dejection appeared on his face, and he began to question the meaning of life.
The zuzong was too lazy to pay him any attention; he was happiest about winning the royal duel, firstly because he had beaten Tang San up, and secondly because he had won hundreds of thousands of gold coins from his bets. He had Dugu Yan accompany him to place the bets, and with Dugu Bo's name on the table, no one dared to renege on the bet.
The zuzong was happy, and Zhao Wuji was happy too, because they had both won money. Flander, however, was miserable, having lost all his savings in one fell swoop.
"Hey Old Zhao, what about tomorrow's food expenses for the students?" Flander looked at Zhao Wuji with a fawning expression.
Zhao Wuji glanced at Flander; he had no money, but he could take his life, after all, he had only won a few thousand gold coins, which was his lifeline. "Get lost. I have no money, and I won't give you my life either."
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's small eyes darted around, as if he had thought of something. He whispered to Flander, "When I went to place my bet, I saw that the zuzong kid also placed a bet, and the amount was quite large. He'll make at least several hundred thousand gold coins this time."
Flander's heart clenched, and he kept muttering, "Hundreds of thousands of gold coins, hundreds of thousands of gold coins."
The conversation between Flander and Zhao Wuji naturally reached the ears of the clan leader.
Seeing Flander's pained expression, the zuzong finally understood that Flander wasn't heartbroken about the injured student, but rather heartbroken about the money. Although he didn't want to sponsor Shrek Academy, the little kitten would be staying there for a while, and he couldn't let her eat meager rations with Flander!
Thinking this, the zuzong casually walked towards Flander, brushing past him. At the same time, he slipped Flander another gold card with ten thousand gold coins, just like before. He said softly, "Dean Flander seems to have lost badly! But don't gamble away my Zhuqing's food money."
Flander was stunned, watching the zu zong's departing figure, somewhat lost in thought. This time, Flander had lost face big time, actually accepting money from a child. However, although he thought this, he still had to accept the money without hesitation.
Flander muttered to himself, "Even a hero can be brought down by a penny!"
"Alright, alright, now that the Soul Battle is over, and we've all become friends through this fight, I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight after we settle the Soul Battle points," Qin Ming said. Now that he'd seen his alma mater's principal again, and all his students had just received the Gold Soul Battle title, Qin Ming was overjoyed.
Hearing this, both the Royal Fighting team and the Shrek Academy students cheered.
"Yay! Long live Teacher Qin (Senior Qin Ming)!"
"Qin Ming, kid, then this old man won't stand on ceremony," Flander and Zhao Wuji readily agreed.
Only Dugu Yan looked at the zuzong with a half-smile, which gave him a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the next moment Dugu Yan raised her right hand and said with a charming smile, "Teacher Qin, the one who should be treating today isn't you, it's someone else."
"Oh. Who is it?" Hearing Dugu Yan's words, Qin Ming became somewhat interested.
Dugu Yan shouted, "Of course it's our clan leader's little brother! You might not know, but today he asked me to bet with him on the Royal Fighting Team to win. This time we can earn at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins!"
This immediately drew everyone's attention to the clan leader.
Some were envious, some were shocked, and some were happy. Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing were among them. Although they didn't have much of a concept of money, they both regarded the zuzong as the future pillar of their families, so having savings would be the best thing.
Under everyone's gaze, the zu zong's lips twitched slightly. He knew he was about to be fleeced, and said helplessly, "Then let's find a place to go for a drink!"
Wait, drink? The zu zong's lips curled into a smile. Wouldn't that mean he could cause trouble again? For example—get Yu Xiaogang pregnant.
Thinking of this, the zu zong's wasn't so heartbroken about being fleeced. After all, that old bastard Yu Xiaogang had yelled at him during the Soul Fighting game. Our zuzong wasn't the type to hold grudges. If there was an opportunity, he would settle the score that very night.