My sign-in life in Douluo.

Chapter 124 Provoking the Seven Elders

Chapter 124 Provoking the Seventh Elder

"Not bad! You have some strength. No wonder you dare to ignore our Haotian Sect." Tang Xiao said in a deep voice. He did not mention anyone by name, but Jiang Siming felt that he should be talking about himself.

"Get up!" Tang Xiao said, but the pressure he released kept increasing.

Tang San couldn't help but let out a muffled sound, but still stood up straight, looking directly at Xiaotian Douluo in front of him.

"Alas" Tang Xiao looked at the stubborn Tang San in front of him and couldn't help but sigh. Tang San in front of him seemed to be carved from the same mold as Tang Hao back then, just as stubborn and talented.

As Tang San stood up, the pressure in the air suddenly disappeared.

"Is your father okay?" Tang Xiao still spoke with dignity, but his voice was trembling.

"My father is accompanying my mother now and has decided not to interfere in worldly affairs. The purpose of my coming here this time is that my father wants me to return to my ancestral home." Tang San said lightly.

But his words showed that he was resisting in his heart. He did not think that his father had done anything wrong. Instead, it was the sect's tolerance and concession that led to today's result.

Jiang Siming, who was standing aside, was listening to the conversation between the two people and felt a little bored. He glanced around and a beautiful figure caught his eye.

Tang Yuehua outside the door waved to Jiang Siming, indicating that she had something to discuss.

Jiang Siming ignored Tang San and the other man who were talking animatedly and walked out directly.

Outside the door, Tang Yuehua looked at Jiang Siming with some surprise.

"How can you come here?"

It was obvious that Tang Yuehua was a little surprised that Jiang Siming came, and more worried.

"Why can't I come? I'd also like to see what the world's largest sect is like." Jiang Siming looked around with a look of surprise. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was mocking him.

Tang Yuehua couldn't help feeling annoyed when she saw Jiang Siming acting nonchalantly, and stomped her feet in anger at the loss of her image.

"Listen carefully, stay calm these days. Even though you are powerful, this is the Haotian Sect!" Although Tang Yuehua was a little angry at Jiang Siming's indifferent attitude, she still reminded him.

"I know! When did you become so nagging?" Jiang Siming didn't give Tang Yuehua a good look at all.

"You!" Tang Yuehua scolded in a low voice. She herself didn't even know why she cared about Jiang Siming's life or death. In the end, she was the one who got angry.

Just when Tang Yuehua was feeling annoyed, Tang Xiao and Tang San had already arrived at the door.

"Yuehua, find a room for them to stay in first." Tang Xiao changed his previous square face and said with a smile.

Tang Yuehua saw her elder brother coming and glared at Jiang Siming.

"Come with me." He said and left without looking back.

Jiang Siming and Tang San followed closely behind.

But Tang Xiao behind him looked at Jiang Siming's departing back with something meaningful.

After arriving at the residence, Tang Yuehua, who had something to say to Tang San, just gave a few brief reminders and left because of Jiang Siming's presence.

"Brother Siming, why do I feel that there is something wrong between you and my aunt?" Although Tang San was dull about his feelings, as a bystander, he knew it clearly. Looking at Jiang Siming's eyes, it seemed to say, I treat you as a brother, but you want to seduce my aunt.

"Don't talk nonsense, I have a wife now." Jiang Siming couldn't help but glare at Tang San.

Tang San looked at Jiang Siming who was a little annoyed and couldn't help but stick out his tongue.

On this day, the two of them stayed quietly in the room and did not run around. Only the sounds of discussions outside the door could be heard from time to time. The two of them seemed like rare animals being watched and talked about. However, this was nothing to Jiang Siming and Tang San.

The next day at the Sect Square.

All the direct disciples of Haotian Sect, as well as the five generations of elders and the sect master gathered together.

The atmosphere on the palm was a bit depressing, and everyone looked at Tang San and Jiang Siming with curiosity, ridicule, and disdain.

Facing all kinds of gazes, the two men still walked up to Tang Xiao and the five elders with neither arrogance nor servility.

"You little bastard from the Tang Hao family, who allowed you to come back? And you brought a wild boy who came from nowhere!" One of the five elders in the highest position stood up suddenly, pointed at Tang San and Jiang Siming and cursed.

Tang San became angry instantly. You can scold him, but you can’t scold Tang San’s parents and Brother Siming, whom he regards as a relative.

After a verbal battle, the third generation chief disciple fought against Tang San just like in the original book.

The two fought back and forth. Tang San, who had absorbed the hundred thousand year soul bone, was now at level 59. His attributes also increased significantly. Even when facing the chief disciple Tang Hu who was holding the Clear Sky Hammer, he was not at all inferior.

Jiang Siming stood aside and stretched. He was obviously not in the mood to watch the game as he knew the outcome.

However, Jiang Siming's unintentional action angered the Seventh Elder.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!" said the Seventh Elder unhappily.

"Are you so arrogant? The chief disciple of the third generation of Haotian Sect, is your strength really this high?" Although Jiang Siming didn't want to cause trouble, he had to find a reason to complete the task first.

Jiang Siming's words attracted the attention of the other four elders, and they all looked at Jiang Siming with unfriendly expressions.

The third-generation disciple standing by also looked at Jiang Siming with a bad look.

Tang Yuehua, who was originally standing next to Tang Xiao, couldn't help but stamp her feet secretly. She had already reminded Jiang Siming yesterday, but he was still so impulsive today.

"Boy, I have heard of your reputation, but I don't know if you are worthy of the title of the number one genius?" The Seventh Elder said in a mocking voice.

"Why not have a discussion with the senior?" Jiang Siming raised his eyebrows slightly, as if to provoke him. Although he didn't know when he was given the title of the number one genius, it was a pretty cool title anyway, so it didn't hurt to accept it.

Jiang Siming's words surprised the elders and Tang Xiao at the main seat. Although they had heard some rumors about Jiang Siming, they always felt that there was some exaggeration in them.

"Good! You have courage! After this matter is dealt with, I want to see for myself how much value a genius who can rely on the strength of a Soul Sect to fight against a Titled Douluo has!" The Seventh Elder looked at Jiang Siming with some appreciation.

Jiang Siming killed a Titled Douluo in the battle of Spirit Hall. Even if he used the power of the evil god, he really killed a Titled Douluo. Even if Spirit Hall wanted to conceal it, how could it conceal such a serious matter as the death of a Titled Douluo? After all, there were probably no more than 30 Titled Douluos in the entire continent. The loss of one was still very obvious.

Jiang Siming was somewhat surprised at the Seventh Elder's performance. The Seventh Elder had a clear distinction between love and hate and was a generous and straightforward person.

As time passed, the duel between the two people in the martial arts arena finally came to a conclusion. However, facing such a result, the disciples and elders of Haotian Sect were obviously unwilling to accept it.

Tang San wins!

Faced with the defeat of Tang Hu, the chief disciple, the morale of the three generations of disciples of Haotian Sect all dropped.

Tang San had no intention of being modest at this moment, and his momentum was even stronger. For the disciples of Haotian Sect, soft tactics didn't work, so he had to use hard tactics.

"Hmph!" The Seventh Elder jumped out again, opposing Tang San's return to his ancestral home.

Suggested another match with him.

Everyone came to the iron chain between the two mountains again to watch the battle between the Seventh Elder and Tang San.

Jiang Siming had no interest in the upcoming battle. He glanced at Tang Yuehua beside Tang Xiao, who was winking at him.

Jiang Siming pretended not to see anything, which made Tang Yuehua stamp her feet in anger.

Jiang Siming was speechless. "You don't care about your nephew now, why are you staring at me?"

(End of this chapter)