"Tan San, a working student like you dares to stop me? Don't think that just because you can enter the elementary academy, your status can be compared to mine."
"I'm the son of a noble, and you're just a poor child. We're worlds apart. If you dare to meddle in other people's business, I'll beat you up too. Don't think that I'm afraid of you just because you have a master protecting you.”
A noble child in a brocade robe held his head high and looked down on Tan San, a handsome short-haired youth in a student's uniform who had been beaten up by a noble child.
Tan San gave the injured working student to another working student to support. He himself took a step forward and stood in front of the noble children without fear of the nobles. He said indifferently,
"We're all classmates. Why are we in such a deadlock? We see each other all the time. We should support each other.”
"Who's classmates with you paupers? Tan San, be sensible and hand that guy over to me."
"Otherwise, even if a master comes, I will beat you until you are half dead.”
Long Aotian played with the luminous pearl in his hand.
He scoffed at the idea that they were all classmates. He was the Red Crystal Lion Clan's subordinate clan's martial soul, the Thunder Leopard.
Although it could not compare to the Red Crystal Lion Family's foundation, it was still considered a noble child.
It more or less had something to do with Spirit Hall, and this was also where his arrogant flame's confidence lay.
Behind him were a few lackeys who were also noble children and looked down on commoners.
When he heard Tan San helping each other out, he also held his belly and laughed as if Tan San was looking at a fool.
"Young Master Long is the eldest young master of the Long family with the Thunder Leopard martial soul.”
"Only nobles can gain Young Master Long's recognition. People like you don't deserve to be classmates with Young Master Long.”
"That's right. Young Master Long is not only the eldest young master of the Long Family, but he also has a close relationship with the grandson of the Red Crystal Lion Song Family's First Elder.
"Do you know about the Red Crystal Lion Clan, the Song Clan? That family with a top-notch Beast Martial Spirit isn't someone you ordinary people can recognize. You can only look up to them.”
"Alright, there's no need to say anything more to these poor bastards.”
Long Aotian waved his hand to signal his lackey to stop talking.
He proudly and complacently took a step forward, looking down on Tan San, his voice becoming cold:
"I'll say it again. Hand him over to me. Otherwise, I'll beat you up as well.”
Tan San did not speak, but he was already prepared for battle.
He came from the Holy Spirit Village and was also a working student. He couldn't let the working students be bullied. Since others were looking for trouble, he definitely wouldn't back down.
As a member of Tan Sect, he had never been afraid of this word.
"Looks like you don't know how to take advantage of the situation!”
Long Aotian's killing intent rose as he shouted angrily,
"Martial Soul Thunder Leopard!"
Thunder rumbled behind Long Aotian as if there were thousands of troops sweeping out.
A wild and unruly leopard appeared in the purple lightning. The leopard's fur was blue-purple in color. Its fur was very long, and the patterns were very irregular.
The lightning leopard's head was neither big nor small, and its ears were sharp enough to hear everything. Its tail was long like a hook.
Compared to lions and tigers, leopards had shorter legs, but they were exceptionally straight. He was like an expert hunter on a cliff, the leader of the surprise attack world.
The Thunder Leopard jumped out from behind Long Aotian. Lightning and thunder descended from the sky one after another. Its aura was not weak.
Tan San did not have a look of fear. He stretched out his right hand, and a thriving grass appeared in his hand.
Martial soul, Blue Surging Grass.
Orchid Surplus Grass was spread all over Douluo's every corner, it was rich and tenacious, wild fire couldn't burn it, spring wind blew it again.
However, it was well known that the Orchid Surplus Grass had no combat power and was labeled as a useless martial soul.
But what Tan San wanted to explain was that there were no trash spirits, only trash Spirit Masters.
"The Orchid Surplus Grass is indeed a piece of trash.”
Long Aotian mocked. The weed in Tan San's hand was nothing in his eyes. It was incomparable to him, Lei Bao.
"There are no trash spirits, only trash Spirit Masters."
"Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson.”
Tan San's eyes narrowed slightly. His aura suddenly changed, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
"It depends on whether you have the ability to teach me a lesson.”
Long Aotian mocked,
His spirit power enveloped the lightning leopard, and blue eye lines swirled in the lightning leopard's eyes.
Threads of lightning floated out from his eyes, and under the support of spirit power, the lightning leopard's speed soared.
In the blink of an eye,
The Thunder Leopard jumped up in front of Long Aotian. The ferocious leopard suddenly attacked and opened its bloody mouth, wanting to devour Tan San.
Tan San's eyes did not shift, he concentrated and read,""Bind."
Long Aotian wasn't worried about the Thunder Leopard being controlled in midair. He continued to say disdainfully,
"Little Blue Silver Grass, what kind of waves can you control? I'll let you see what a powerful spirit is.”
"Lightning Leopard, Lightning Leopard Claw."
The lightning leopard was tightly bound by the Blue Surplus Grass and did not seem to have the ability to escape.
But in reality, its sharp claws were still outside, not restrained by the vines or the grass leaves brought by the Blue Silver Grass.
Lightning leopards originally carried lightning attributes. If it wasn't for the grass and trees being devoid of lightning, Tan San would probably have been electrocuted and paralyzed.
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