To Tang San's utter frustration, on the fourth night after returning to Nuoding Academy from the Spirit Hunting Forest, he went into the city to buy some things. He ended up getting beaten up again, and this time, he was ambushed by a group of people who threw a sack over his head.
As a God King with divine sense, he had naturally detected he was being followed a long time ago. So he tried to escape, but a dozen people, under the cover of night, surrounded him, making escape impossible. Each person held either sleeve arrows or a Zhuge Divine Crossbow, forcing Tang San to stand still as they pulled the sack over him, swung their fists in wide arcs to pummel his body, and mercilessly kicked his backside.
However, it seemed those people didn't intend to beat him to death; they just wanted to teach him a lesson. Thus, Tang San suspected it was the same group who had beaten him at the academy. Damn it, absolutely infuriating! Tang San was seething. To kill someone is merely to nod one's head; these people repeatedly humiliated him like this. Which exalted being had he offended to be subjected to such humiliation?
He swore that if he ever found out who was behind those guys, he would definitely have his father thoroughly deal with them. He, a dignified God King, even as a small child after his rebirth, was still the son of the Clear Sky Titled Douluo and a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect. How could he tolerate such a heinous incident of being held down and savagely beaten by a group of people?
After the thorough beating, Tang San lay on the ground, unable to move. Fortunately, Yu Xiaogang, seeing that he hadn't returned to Nuoding Academy after going out, personally came looking for him and carried him to a healing spirit master for treatment. Otherwise, this guy might have died from his severe injuries.
Since then, Yu Xiaogang dared not let Tang San go out alone. He guessed that the ones who beat Tang San were definitely those brats who had been expelled earlier. He just hadn't expected that those guys, even after being expelled, hadn't left Nuoding City. Instead, they found an opportunity to beat Tang San again—it was truly bullying to the extreme. Thankfully, Tang San wasn't beaten to death this time; otherwise, when Tang Hao came to see him next time, he would probably beat Yu Xiaogang until he crapped himself.
Furthermore, Yu Xiaogang planned to definitely mention this matter to Tang Hao the next time he visited Nuoding Academy. It would be best if Tang Hao could investigate who sent that group of brats to target Tang San. If they found out, they absolutely had to teach the forces behind those brats a lesson, lest they repeatedly cause trouble for Little San.
Tang San woke up the next day after his injuries were healed, finding himself back in Dorm 7, on his own bed. His dorm mates were all staring at him, asking questions one after another.
"Boss, you're finally awake? What happened with all these injuries?"
"Boss, you're already so amazing, how could you be beaten so badly?"
"Teacher Yu personally brought you back. His anxious expression really made it seem like Teacher Yu cares a lot about you."
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Tang San felt a bit dizzy from all the questions from his dorm mates. He rubbed his head and then glanced at the Zhuge Divine Crossbow beside him, secretly breathing a sigh of relief. It was a good thing he hadn't taken the Zhuge Divine Crossbow with him when he went out; otherwise, he might not have been able to keep it. Remembering how he had spent several days making the sleeve arrows only for them to be stolen, his heart ached so much he shivered.
If the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, which his teacher had spent a fortune on at the auction, had also been stolen, he truly wouldn't know how to explain it to his teacher. Although the manufacturing process for the Zhuge Divine Crossbow wasn't complicated, with his current strength, he couldn't forge it himself, nor could he just find any blacksmith to forge it. Therefore, he had to be careful with this Zhuge Divine Crossbow; it absolutely couldn't be taken by others.
While his dorm mates weren't particularly capable, they were loyal and understood the rules; they wouldn't lay a hand on his Zhuge Divine Crossbow. Once he recovered from his headache, Tang San addressed his dorm mates.
"Alright, don't stand around my bed like this. I'm fine now. This time, I wasn't careful. I was beaten up again by the same group who ambushed me before. From now on, I won't easily leave the academy, Wang Sheng..."
Wang Sheng, hearing Tang San call his name, quickly nodded and asked him, "Boss, what do you need? Just say the word."
"Hmm, I was originally going out to buy some items, but I didn't expect to encounter something like this again. Tonight, I'll give you some money, and you can run an errand for me. I'll give you some money as compensation. How does that sound?"
Tang San remembered that the purpose of his outing hadn't been fulfilled, so he naturally hoped Wang Sheng could help him.
"No problem, Boss! Don't worry about the money. Even though we're poor, whatever you ask for, Boss, I'll definitely arrange it perfectly." Wang Sheng patted his chest, guaranteeing without hesitation, which greatly pleased Tang San.
"In that case, you can run this errand for me. In return, I'll teach you some things, and I hope you learn well. Of course, not just Wang Sheng; everyone in this dorm, I will treat equally. I hope you all put your hearts into learning."
In his previous life, Tang San didn't have much emotional attachment to anyone in Dorm 7 other than Xiao Wu. So much so that five years later, at graduation, only he and Xiao Wu went to Shrek Academy. Now, Tang San felt that he needed to cultivate a group of trusted followers at Nuoding Academy. Perhaps the students in Dorm 7 weren't particularly talented, but he hoped to teach them some things.
Ideally, he wanted to use this group from Dorm 7, along with his brothers from Shrek Academy, as the foundation to establish a new Tang Sect. He couldn't help it; he felt that more and more things seemed to be beyond his control. In his previous life, he had never encountered such a situation where he was repeatedly taken down and beaten by the same group of people.
It could be said that his five years at Nuoding Academy in his previous life were quite peaceful, even uneventful. But now, he felt he needed to accelerate the establishment of the Tang Sect. He wasn't entirely sure who was behind those people targeting him now, but he had reason to suspect Zhao Ling. However, he also felt that it shouldn't be him; how could the dignified strongest person below a deity play mind games with a small child like him?
But if it wasn't Zhao Ling, then who could it be? They say all fear stems from the unknown. Tang San was now extremely wary of his future opponent. Their opponent's strength was definitely not weak, and they were unscrupulous. To stoop so low as to dispatch so many people to ambush and beat up a small child like him was utterly shameless. Therefore, he had to train everyone in Dorm 7, turning them into sharp swords he could wield against those shameless bastards.
Wang Sheng and the other dorm mates in Dorm 7 were all overjoyed. Their boss had many strange abilities. If he was truly willing to teach them everything, even if they could only learn half of it, they would still become incredibly formidable.