"No, my soul ring." Not long after Cao Yan left, Tang San stood up, his eyes seemed to have lost their life, and his eyes were empty.

He had been silently staring at the corpse of the mandala snake, his expression was complicated, and the corners of his mouth were filled with bitterness.

Now, the soul ring generated from the mandala snake has been destroyed by Cao Yan, and he doesn't even have a soul ring now, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to him.

Without the soul ring, he would not be able to improve his strength, let alone make another breakthrough in his Xuantian Gong, in this case, he could only be trampled under Cao Yan's feet all the time, and he would never be able to turn over.

"Could it be that on the Douluo Continent, I, Tang San, are destined to only be a waste?" Tang San clenched his hands and kept hammering towards the ground, ignoring the pain.

You must know that he was able to successfully hunt this nearly 400-year-old mandala snake, which still accounted for a lot of luck.

Originally, he also planned to further improve his strength after absorbing the soul ring, and then create some hidden weapons to kill Cao Yan.

But now it's all in vain.

Not only was his soul ring gone, but he was also beaten by Cao Yan!

Born in the Tang Sect, he has never been humiliated like this, and in his opinion, Cao Yan deliberately targeted him.

Since signing up that day, he has formed a bond with this person, but he underestimated the other party's ability, he didn't expect that Cao Yan's methods were even more ruthless than his old yin.

This was something Tang San hadn't thought of anyway.

In order to stop him from becoming stronger, do you not hesitate to skip school to deal with him?

"Hehe, Cao Yan, if you think that my Tang San is a soft persimmon that can be slaughtered by others, then you are very wrong." Tang San smiled suddenly, his eyes flashing with coldness, but soon, he regained his composure.

At the moment, he must first obtain a soul ring, only in this way can he confront Cao Yan.

However, with his current condition, it was impossible to hunt a new soul beast.

"By the way, I still have a teacher, if I can get the help of the teacher, it shouldn't be difficult to get a hundred-year-level soul ring again." While Tang San was thinking about it, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and in an instant, his whole person became excited again.

The master is a powerhouse at the level of a great soul master, and if they are lucky, they may be able to hunt a hundred-year-level soul beast again.

Even if it was just a hundred-year-old soul beast of ordinary age, Tang San was already satisfied.

After all, it is naturally impossible to find another soul beast that suits you like the Mandala Snake.

However, now he can't care so much.

Yes, it's better than nothing.

Thinking of this, Tang San walked directly to the master's side, he leaned down, untied the master's clothes, and carefully examined the wound on the master's arm, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

"Fortunately, the toxin hasn't spread yet, otherwise, even if it's me, there is no way." Tang San put the master's clothes and pants aside, and after seeing the master's injury, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, it looks like I'm going to offend." Tang San hesitated for a moment, sighed, and then decisively took out a dagger from his arms and cut it directly towards the master's arm.

The blade slashed, and a hole appeared on the master's arm, and the flesh inside had begun to turn black, and if he hesitated for a moment, the master might die on the spot.

After all, the poison of the mandala snake is enough to poison a powerhouse at the level of a great soul master.

Black blood shot out from the master's wrist, with a faint scent of tea, and soon, when the black blood gradually drained, bright red blood appeared.

Running the Xuantian Gong at a rapid speed, Tang San wiped out the toxins on the master's hands, he tore off some strips of cloth from his body and wrapped them around the master's wounds.

After doing all this, Tang San exhaled a breath of turbidity, and he showed a relieved smile.

Now, all he needs to do is wait for the master to awaken, and then get the soul ring.

Ten minutes later, the master's body finally showed signs of awakening.

His body twitched for a moment, and then he opened his eyes with disbelief in them.

"What's wrong with me? Where's my clothes? The master raised his arm, and when he saw the strip of cloth wrapped around it, he immediately understood.

He knew that it should be Xiao San who saved him.

Before he could get excited, the master first felt an incomparably large sense of weakness hit him, his whole body was extremely sore, his eyes were full of flowers, and the feeling of the world spinning made him unable to find a trace of direction.

It's like just finishing a strenuous workout, and it's painful.

"Teacher, are you awake?" Hearing the familiar voice, Tang San hurriedly leaned over to the master's side and handed him the clothes.

"Little San, am I still alive?" The master took the clothes, glanced at Tang San thoughtfully, and then shook his head slightly.

That kind of thing, he believes that Xiao San will not do it to him.

"Well, teacher, you're doing well." Tang San nodded and said with a smile.

Hearing this, the master also smiled, he calmly put on the clothes handed over by Tang San and quickly put them on, and his soul power was slowly recovering.

"By the way, junior, the soul ring of the mandala snake, have you successfully absorbed it?" As if he suddenly remembered something, the master took Tang San's hand and asked expectantly.

"Teacher, my soul ring is gone." When Tang San said this, his body trembled slightly.

"What's going on? Could it be Cao Yan, he ......" The master hurriedly asked, he glanced around, but he didn't find Cao Yan's figure.

Suddenly, a bad thought arose in his mind.

The role of this mandala snake can be said to be the best match for the martial soul of Xiao Sanlai, both in terms of age and quality.

"Well, teacher, your guess is right, it was he who destroyed my soul ring." Tang San nodded, and truthfully told the process of how Cao Yan injured him.

For some reason, when he got along with the master, Tang San would always feel a strong sense of dependence, a feeling that he had never experienced in Tang Hao.

"How can this be true, even my Yu Xiaogang's apprentice dares to bully, do you think that our master and apprentice are both waste?" After listening to Tang San's words, the master shouted angrily.

However, this time, he urged the injuries in his body, and then, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, staining the ground red.

"Teacher, don't be impulsive, you still have injuries in your body, and you can't move." Tang San patted the master's back and said quickly.

"Little San, it's all the teachers who are useless, it's all because I even tired you, blame me, I'm really a waste, I can't even protect my own apprentices." The master said reproachfully, with a look of guilt in his eyes.

But if he can be a little stronger, he won't be bullied by others in front of his apprentice, right?

After all, he is still too weak after all.

"Teacher, don't say that, in the heart of Xiao San, you will always be the best person, no matter what, you are my only teacher." Tang San said, his tone full of sincerity.

A teacher for one day, a father for life, in Tang San's opinion, respecting teachers and respecting the Tao is what he should follow as a disciple, even if his teacher is just a waste, he will be like this.

"Okay, junior, you really make me very satisfied, when my injuries recover a little, I will help you get a suitable soul ring." After listening to Tang San's words, the decadence on the master's face was instantly wiped away, and he was full of confidence again.

"Teacher, do you have a goal?" Tang San asked curiously.

"Remember what I told you about Lone Bamboo? Although this is only a ten-level soul beast, its attributes are extremely compatible with your martial soul, and if you can absorb it, the benefits are also great. The master pondered for a moment and said.

"Well, teacher, I listen to you." Tang San said respectfully, although this was a little far from the goal he expected, he couldn't care about it so much.

After all, their current state is not good, and Guzhu is undoubtedly the most suitable choice.