Chapter 128 Tang Sanzang Betrayed by His People!
"This is a rumor!"
"This is fake!"
"Oscar! Sect Master! Don't believe it!"
Tang San turned around, trying to explain to Ning Fengzhi and Oscar.
"This canopy is a trick played by Navelette! He's trying to sow discord among us!"
But Vilette simply stood high in the sky and glanced at Tang San indifferently.
That look in his eyes was like watching a clown perform a clumsy act on stage.
"Tang San".
A lie repeated a thousand times is still a lie.
"I don't need to do anything."
"Because the truth itself is the sharpest judgment on you."
Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes.
He took a deep breath, and his whole being seemed to age ten years in an instant.
He is a smart man.
An exceptionally shrewd businessman.
Tang San's true nature was already clear to him when he killed Yu Xiaogang.
Ruthless, mercenary, and driven by profit.
Is such a person really worth the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School risking their entire fortune and lives to gamble on?
He used to gamble because Tang San had potential, loyalty, and was the leader of the Tang Sect.
But now?
The affection was all an act.
Potential is gained through possession.
Even his feelings for his own daughter were full of calculation and ambiguity.
Then look at Oscar, who looks utterly despondent.
Ning Fengzhi knew that people's hearts had been scattered.
This team is unmanageable.
If they continue to follow Tang San's madness, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School may truly be doomed.
"Rongrong".
Ning Fengzhi opened his eyes, his voice weary yet resolute.
"come over."
Ning Rongrong was still trying to talk to Oscar when she heard her father's call and instinctively turned her head.
"dad..."
"Let's go."
Ning Fengzhi didn't waste any unnecessary words.
He glanced at the Bone Douluo Ancient Banyan beside him.
Gu Rong also had a gloomy expression, clearly extremely disgusted by Tang San's act of killing his master and this messy relationship between men and women.
"Sect Master Ning!"
Upon seeing this, Tang San became extremely anxious and rushed over to stop them.
"Where are you going? A great battle is imminent..."
boom!
A black spatial rift suddenly exploded in front of Tang San.
That was Bone Douluo making his move.
Although he didn't speak, the astonishingly powerful soul energy fluctuations he exuded said it all: Don't come any closer.
Ning Fengzhi looked at Tang San, who was blocked, and spoke in a calm tone without any emotion.
"Master Tang".
"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together."
"I saw what happened just now, and it chilled me to the bone."
"A person who can kill even his own mentor at will."
"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is truly not worthy of such an honor."
"From this day forward, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School withdraws from the Heaven Dou Empire Alliance and is no longer an affiliate of the Tang Sect."
"Consider the money and supplies we donated before as if they were fed to dogs."
After saying that.
Ning Fengzhi stopped looking at Tang San's ashen face and pulled up the distraught Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong, let's go!"
Ning Fengzhi is gone.
They left decisively.
The thousands of Soul Masters belonging to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were like a piece of a perfectly fitting puzzle that suddenly collapsed, and they were quickly separated from the Heaven Dou Empire's formation.
Without the radiant glow of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, the once formidable Heavenly Battle Army instantly appeared somewhat dim and lackluster.
Tang San stood still, the Sea God Trident heavily slamming into the ground.
His face was gloomy, even somewhat bluish.
But he didn't chase after him.
The spatial tremor from Bone Douluo's attack had clearly shown him that if he dared to take another step forward, he would become a mortal enemy.
Tang San is confident, but not arrogant enough to think he can deal with Bibi Dong and her daughter, as well as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, all at the same time.
But he didn't panic.
They didn't even feel the fear of being betrayed and abandoned by everyone.
Because in his mind, that voice filled with murderous intent rang out again.
That was the voice of the Asura God.
"No need to panic."
"The departure of a group of ordinary people cannot change the overall situation."
"The enforcement team from the divine realm is already on its way, and the second-level deity I have dispatched is about to descend."
"As soon as the gods arrive, no matter what this canopy is, no matter how strong Vilette is, it will be crushed."
Tang San's fingers gently traced the patterns on the trident.
The trump card.
This is his true trump card.
What good is a large army of mortals?
Before true divine power, they are nothing but ants.
All he needs to do is stall for time.
As long as he can hold out until the divine reinforcements arrive, he will make them pay back a thousandfold for all the humiliation he suffered today!
However.
The blows of reality will not stop because of his inner monologues.
Just as the dust from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's retreat had not yet settled.
The Haotian Sect camp, which had been standing silently to the side, began to stir.
The burly Douluo Tang Xiao stepped out.
He looked at Tang San with an extremely complicated expression.
There was disappointment, shock, and above all, a sense of alienation towards strangers.
The scene of Tang San killing Yu Xiaogang kept replaying in Tang Xiao's mind.
ruthless.
That's too ruthless.
Although the Haotian Sect acts domineeringly, it also values the sect's traditions and respects teachers.
Tang San could be so cruel to his teacher who had raised him; what if the Clear Sky Sect stood in his way one day?
Will even his uncle turn into a pool of blood on the ground?
not to mention.
Ning Fengzhi is gone.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is the money bag for the entire alliance.
Without money and supplies, how can we fight this war?
The Haotian Sect has just emerged from seclusion and lacks sufficient resources to fill this bottomless pit.
Tang Xiao took a deep breath, his voice deep and resonant, carrying throughout the entire venue.
"Tang San".
"Haotian Sect has been in seclusion for many years and originally did not want to get involved in the conflicts on this continent."
"Now that you have established your own Tang Sect, you have nothing to do with my Haotian Sect anymore."
"From today onwards, all members of the Haotian Sect shall return to their respective sects."
"Your Tang Clan affairs are your own responsibility."
After saying that.
Tang Xiao didn't even give Tang San a chance to speak up and persuade him to stay, and waved his hand dismissively.
"Disciples of Haotian Sect, retreat!"
Hundreds of burly men wielding Haotian hammers responded in unison, creating a powerful and imposing scene.
They come quickly and leave quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the strongest offensive legion that had been protecting Tang San's flanks was gone.
Tang San's eye twitched.
If the departure of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was like cutting off his supplies.
The departure of Haotian Sect was like cutting off his arm.
But that's not all.
A middle-aged man with glasses and a cunning face, but whose expression was now full of sorrow, staggered out.
Flanders.
The dean of Shrek Academy.
At this moment, he no longer resembled the greedy and unscrupulous businessman he usually was.
His eyes were fixed on the pool of blood on the ground that hadn't dried yet.
That's Yu Xiaogang.
He was his best brother.
It was the core of the wisdom of the original "Golden Iron Triangle".
And so, he died at the hands of his most prized student.
Flander looked up and gazed at the high and mighty sea god through his thick glasses.
"The mistress..."
"No, Sect Leader Tang."
"Shrek Academy could not have produced a god like you."
(End of chapter)