Chapter 403: Dai Mubai Awakens, The Tiger Chooses Endurance

Blue Tyrant Academy.

When Dai Mubai opened his eyes, two faces magnified to the point of distortion came into view.

One was sleazy, the other even sleazier.

"Boss Dai is awake!"

Ma Hongjun’s duck-like voice exploded at close range, spraying spit all over Dai Mubai’s face.

"Little Ao, look quickly, Boss Dai has opened his eyes!"

"No kidding, I saw it. Get off Boss Dai already, are you trying to crush Boss Dai to death!"

Oscar grabbed Ma Hongjun, who was practically sprawled on Dai Mubai’s chest, and yanked him down, casually wiping his hands on his clothes.

Dai Mubai struggled to prop up his upper body, feeling as if his brain was stuffed with a wad of wet cotton, heavy and muddled.

His lips were dry and stuck together, and his throat felt like it was smoking.

"Water..."

His voice was as hoarse as sandpaper scraping against sheet metal.

Ma Hongjun immediately scrambled to pour a glass of water and handed it over.

Dai Mubai took it and gulped down more than half the glass in one breath, then coughed violently a few times before finally having the strength to see his surroundings clearly.

A hospital bed, and the sunlight streaming in from outside the window made him squint.

His last memory stopped at the training grounds.

Tang San had returned.

He looked down at his own body.

A dull pain lingered in his chest, his arms were covered in bruises, and a bandage was wrapped around his ribs.

Dai Mubai stared blankly at the water glass in his hand, his memories like a shattered spirit tool, being pieced back together one fragment at a time.

Tang San had challenged him in front of everyone, just like that.

Hammer blow after hammer blow, not giving him a chance to breathe.

And then he knew nothing else.

Dai Mubai suddenly raised his head, the killing intent in his eyes like fuel suddenly ignited.

He exerted force with his hand.

"Crack!!!"

The porcelain cup was crushed instantly, sending shards and water splashing everywhere.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun both recoiled half a step.

They looked at each other, their faces wearing expressions of profound despair.

"That bastard! Tang San! I’m going to kill him!!!"

Dai Mubai threw off the blanket, stepped barefoot onto the cold floor tiles, and was about to rush out.

Oscar was quick-witted and grabbed him around the waist: "Boss Dai, calm down! Calm down!"

"How can I calm down!"

"He beat me into this state in front of the whole academy!"

"He—"

"But you can’t beat him right now!"

Ma Hongjun’s shout was like a basin of ice water poured from head to toe, and Dai Mubai froze in place.

Ma Hongjun shrank his neck, but still bit the bullet and continued: "That guy is a Spirit Ancestor now, level forty-eight, with the Clear Sky HammerSpirit, not to mention that monstrous spirit ring configuration."

"Boss Dai, you’re still injured, and your spirit power isn’t as high as his. Rushing over there isn’t revenge; it’s just lying in the infirmary again!"

"No, it’s also possible you’ll go straight into a coffin."

"What did you say?!"

Dai Mubai’s fists clenched until the veins popped, his entire body’s muscles trembling.

Humiliation and unwillingness surged in his evil eyes.

As a prince of the Star Luo Empire, he had never suffered this kind of indignation.

But he wasn’t a fool.

He knew that Fatty was right.

Tang San’s Clear Sky Hammer was too strong; there was only one result to a head-on confrontation.

After a dozen seconds of silence, Dai Mubai slowly sat back on the edge of the bed, his voice low: "Where is Tang San now?"

"The back mountain."

Oscar breathed a sigh of relief and quickly kicked the broken porcelain shards on the ground to the side.

"Ever since he came back, he’s been Cultivating in the back mountain; he hasn’t come down except to eat and sleep."

"Dean Flender went to see him twice, and his expression wasn’t very good when he came back."

"..."

Dai Mubai didn’t speak again.

He leaned against the headboard, closed his eyes, but his fingers were still trembling.

Revenge, he must have revenge!

Whether it was the grudge over his manhood or this humiliation, he had to get revenge!

But how to get revenge, and when, he had to wait for an opportunity.

The only thing he could do now was one thing—endure!

...

The back mountain.

Hammer shadows flew.

Strong winds whistled.

The surrounding trees could no longer be called a "damaged forest."

It was more like a post-disaster scene that had been trampled over and over again by a herd of Spirit Beasts.

Tang San was shirtless, sweat sliding down his well-defined back muscles, dripping onto the muddy ground that had been pitted and cratered by the Clear Sky Hammer.

His palms were blistered from the hammer handle.

But he seemed not to feel it, swinging the Clear Sky Hammer, which was heavier than his entire body, over and over again.

The face of that person in his mind remained unshakable: Lin Qingmo.

"The next hammer blow must be faster!"

Tang San squeezed the voice through his teeth, his waist twisted violently, and the Clear Sky Hammer swept out with a piercing sonic boom.

In his eyes, the bowl-thick tree in front of him was Lin Qingmo’s neck.

The hammer passed, the tree snapped.

The upper half of the tree trunk flew out and smashed into another tree, sending wood splinters everywhere.

Not enough!

Still not enough!

This level wasn’t enough to crush Lin Qingmo!

He was the son of the Clear Sky Douluo; why should he be suppressed by some guy who appeared out of nowhere?

Why did Xiao Wu choose Lin Qingmo and not him?

"Xiao Wu..."

Tang San’s movements suddenly stopped; his voice was hoarse when he spoke this name.

He hated Lin Qingmo, hated him for taking away everything that should have belonged to him.

But strangely, he had never hated Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu was just deceived by Lin Qingmo!

As long as he could defeat Lin Qingmo and smash the Clear Sky Hammer into Lin Qingmo’s chest, he would let Xiao Wu see who the true powerhouse was.

By then, Xiao Wu would definitely return.

The killing intent became thick as substance again, more surging than any time before.

The surrounding air almost stagnated, leaving only his heavy panting.

"Your heart is not calm enough."

A low, hoarse voice sounded from behind him without warning.

Tang San turned around abruptly, the Clear Sky Hammer reflexively held horizontally in front of him.

When he saw the outline of the person, he was stunned.

A black robe, a bamboo hat, and the brim pulled very low covered most of his face.

One hand was tucked into a sleeve, while the other sleeve hung empty at his side, swaying slightly in the mountain wind.

"Dad... Dad?"

Tang San’s voice changed from vigilance to unbelievable surprise.

He rushed over in a few steps, like any teenager seeing his father.

Tang Hao raised his only remaining hand and slowly took off his bamboo hat, revealing a face etched with gullies of wind and frost.

The gaze in his deep eye sockets was still sharp, and there was a new scar at the corner of his eye.

He looked even older than before.

"What level is your spirit power at?"

Tang Hao didn’t exchange pleasantries and asked straight to the point.

"Level forty-eight."

Tang San subconsciously puffed out his chest.

"Not enough."

Tang Hao interrupted him, his tone without any fluctuation.

"Before level fifty, don’t think about risking your life against others."

"Your foundation is very good, but the true power of the Clear Sky Hammer can only be unleashed after you have more spirit rings."

Tang San was silent for a moment, neither retorting nor explaining why he had been training like a madman in the back mountain just now.

Tang Hao didn’t seem to dwell on why his heart wasn’t calm either.

The two of them stood there quietly for a while.

The mountain wind blew over the tree stumps that had been smashed into wood chips, making a faint, rustling sound.

(End of Chapter)

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