Chapter 209: Hurry Up and Take Out Your Disgusting Sausage!
An intense stabbing pain instantly spread throughout his entire body. Dai Mubai broke out in cold sweat from the agony, and his sturdy body immediately lost balance, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Meanwhile, in the shadow of a distant tree, Dean Flender, who had been silently watching the show, saw that the outcome of this match between the new and old students was already clear.
He no longer concealed himself. Spreading the wings on his back, he swiftly flew out from the shadows and landed steadily in the arena.
Teacher Li Yusong, who was in charge of registration, was still shocked by Dai Mubai's sudden injury.
Now that he saw Flender personally appear, he quickly called out respectfully, "Dean, why have you come out?"
Flender ignored Li Yusong's surprise. He reached out and adjusted the pair of signature large glasses on the bridge of his nose, letting out a chuckle.
He turned his gaze toward Tang San, who stood not far away, his eyes carrying a hint of depth and approval.
"Tang San, I've already heard about you from your teacher."
"Although there are indeed some issues with your second soul ring configuration, I'll make an exception today and allow you to enroll directly."
Looking at Tang San, Flender added with a faint smile, "I believe that after you officially enroll, this place will change your previous views."
Then Flender turned his head, his expression turning serious as he looked at Dai Mubai, who was clutching his back and gasping in pain.
"Mubai, in today's match, you were too careless."
Flender reprimanded him without mercy. "You must not underestimate your opponent just because their soul power rank is lower than yours, their martial soul appears inferior, or even their soul ring configuration is poor."
"Remember, on a real battlefield of life and death, underestimating the enemy is a grave taboo."
"You've suffered a heavy loss this time. Take it as a lesson. It will be of great benefit to your future cultivation and combat."
Hearing Flender's words, Tang San stood in place, his eyes flickering as he fell into brief contemplation.
He thought to himself that since this academy was strongly recommended by his teacher, and his teacher had always treated him like his own son and would never harm him,
Moreover, this Dean seemed to be an old acquaintance of his teacher. In that case, he might as well enroll here for now and stay to observe the situation.
With that thought, Tang San withdrew his hostility and nodded seriously toward Flender, indicating his willingness to stay.
Seeing Tang San agree to enroll, a smile immediately appeared on Flender's somewhat shrewd face.
Next, Flender took a deep breath and directly amplified his voice with thick soul power, shouting toward the interior of the academy.
"Oscar! You brat, where are you? Get over here right now; you've got big business today!"
Flender's shout echoed continuously over the village.
Then, in just a moment, accompanied by the rattling sound of wheels rolling, a figure quickly ran over.
A youth with a face full of a thick beard was pushing a shabby wooden cart with great effort as he hurried over.
On the signboard of the cart, the words "Sausage Specialist" were crudely carved.
Oscar stopped the cart, drenched in sweat. His flirtatious eyes darted around as he asked with a wide grin, "Dean, what big money-making opportunity are you giving me today?"
Flender rolled his eyes at him impatiently and pointed at Dai Mubai, who was grimacing in pain with an injured back.
"Can't you see someone's injured? Hurry up and make a few fresh recovery sausages for Mubai to eat and heal."
Following Flender's finger, Oscar looked over. When he saw the two large swollen lumps on Dai Mubai's back, he immediately burst into laughter.
His bearded face exaggerated into a comical expression as he couldn't help but mock loudly.
"Oh my, isn't this our mighty Boss Dai? What happened to you today?"
Oscar laughed heartily, not missing this chance to tease. "I never would've thought it. A rank thirty-seven Soul Elder like you actually lost to a newly arrived student?"
"If this gets out, I'll laugh to death. Boss Dai, you actually have a day like this!"
Already irritated from the pain, Dai Mubai grew even more furious upon hearing Oscar's merciless ridicule.
He shot Oscar a vicious glare and roared through gritted teeth, "Cut the crap and stop gloating. Hurry up and make your disgusting sausage!"
Seeing the murderous look in Dai Mubai's eyes, Oscar wisely stopped pushing his luck.
Just as Oscar was about to recite that vulgar incantation to create sausages,
Tang San let out a helpless sigh, stepped forward quickly, and raised his hand to stop them.
"Wait. Let me first remove the hidden weapon needles embedded in your body."
"My hidden weapons curl into a mass after entering the flesh and hook tightly into the muscles. Otherwise, there's no way you could remove them yourself."
"If you try to force them out recklessly, one mistake and a whole chunk of flesh on your back could be torn off. Your injuries would only become worse."
Upon hearing Tang San's professional explanation, Dai Mubai broke into a cold sweat and immediately gave up the idea of forcing the hidden weapons out.
He turned around cooperatively, facing his back toward Tang San, and said through clenched teeth, "Then do it. I can endure it."
Tang San nodded. His hands instantly transformed into Mysterious Jade Hands, as smooth as fine jade.
He placed his hands around the swollen wounds on Dai Mubai's back. The internal force of the Mysterious Heaven Skill surged within him as he used a special technique.
His fingers tapped rapidly on Dai Mubai's acupoints, precisely controlling the contraction of the muscles.
Accompanied by Dai Mubai's miserable screams of pain, Tang San finally extracted the two curled Dragon Beard Needles.
After putting the Dragon Beard Needles back into the Twenty-Four Moonlight Bridges, Tang San stepped back.
Dai Mubai, drenched in sweat after the intense pain, didn't care about his image. He grabbed the recovery sausages Oscar had just made and swallowed them in big gulps.
As a warm current flowed through his body, the wounds on his back quickly stopped bleeding and began to scab over, and the piercing pain finally eased considerably.
Dai Mubai took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Tang San with a complicated expression.
He was a man who could take responsibility. He spoke frankly to Tang San. "In today's spar, I was indeed too careless and underestimated you."
"After you officially enroll and settle in, let's find a suitable time and have a proper match again!"
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End of Chapter