Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

Of course, having made it to the top eight in the individual competition, and soon to the top four, his strength was widely recognized. However, his popularity simply couldn't compare with Pretty Girl's.

This was exactly what Tang San wanted to see. Pretty Girl needed to inherit the position of Jiali City Lord and required the augmentation of prestige. What did he need? He just needed to hide behind Pretty Girl and be the man supporting her, that was enough.

Tang San didn't go to the waiting area for combatants, but directly to the standby area instead.

Within the standby area, Big Cat stood calmly, eyes closed, conserving his energy.

For the quarterfinals, he was in the first group to perform. He was simply waiting here for his match to begin.

Perhaps sensing Tang San's arrival, Big Cat opened his eyes. The moment he saw him, his originally calm and even somewhat severe face immediately revealed an understanding smile.

Their gazes met, and Big Cat nodded at Tang San. Tang San immediately showed a smile as well and gave a thumbs-up to him, "Go for it."

"I will win!" Big Cat's eyes were filled with intense fighting spirit.

"I'll be waiting for you in the next round," Tang San said with a smile as he waved goodbye and turned to leave.

If Big Cat managed to defeat his opponent today, it would mean that he too would advance into the top four. And his opponent in the top four would be none other than Tang San. The two of them would decide who would advance to the finals, competing against the finalist from the other bracket for the ultimate championship.

When Tang San returned to the waiting area, Pretty Girl had not yet arrived. Her match was scheduled later, so it was fine for her to arrive a bit later.

The waiting area was somewhat deserted at the moment, with no other competitors around.

The competitors from the upper bracket were about to fight; Big Cat and his opponent were in the standby area. Tang San's opponent for today would not be coming. Competitors from the lower bracket had not yet arrived.

The communicator buzzed.

"Brother, have you arrived?"

"I'm here," Tang San responded.

A flash of silver, and the next moment, Pretty Girl quietly appeared beside him.

Her delicate face was radiant and healthy, eyes bright and spirited, showing she was in excellent condition. However, in her expression, there seemed to be a hint of confusion, as if she were pondering something.

"How are you feeling?" Tang San asked.

"Pretty good," Pretty Girl said.

Her emotional confusion stemmed from her memories. Although she couldn't clearly recall the countless memory fragments she saw while using the Asura Blood Sword yesterday, she was certain that the dream she had while sleeping was related to those memories.

She couldn't quite clarify the origin of these memories, but she just felt that they were very important to her, really important. It seemed that within those memories, there was something that felt particularly familiar to her.

Therefore, from morning till now, she had been trying hard to recall them. But what somewhat discouraged her was that, no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't remember those things anymore.

She wielded the Heavenly Mechanism Feather, and her predictive abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people, which made her even more certain that those memories were important. It seemed as though these memories were inherent within her soul, and for some unknown reason, they had been sparked during yesterday's competition.

"Brother, what was that last move we used yesterday?" Pretty Girl asked Tang San through a voice transmission.

Tang San said, "The power of a divine tool."

"A divine tool? Can I take a look at it?" Pretty Girl inquired.

Tang San said, "Not now. Because it's not here with us. We only borrowed a bit of its power. When you become even stronger, it will come to our side. Then you will be able to see it."

Pretty Girl furrowed her brow and said, "I don't know why, but I feel like this divine tool you mentioned seems very important to me. It could even affect my future."

Tang San smiled and said, "A powerful divine tool can certainly affect your future. Its assistance to you will be even greater than the Heavenly Mechanism Feather."

Pretty Girl's pupils dilated, "Are you saying, the divine tool is for me?"

Although she didn't yet know what the divine tool was, if just borrowing a slight amount of its power allowed them to sever the long-renowned and powerful Blood Slaughter Demon Spear and even severely injure Mengte Te, as well as split the tribulation clouds, then that divine tool must be extraordinarily powerful. Tang San actually said he would give such a divine tool to her; it was simply too precious.

Tang San smiled and said, "I already swore a blood oath to be loyal to you. I myself belong to you, so naturally, all my possessions are yours as well. This is nothing."

Pretty Girl was momentarily stunned, a peculiar sentiment surged in her heart. He spoke so naturally, as if it were a very ordinary matter.

Her fondness for Asura was growing day by day. This person, who had always been by her side, like an elder brother, could always solve all kinds of problems for her. Although the time spent with him in this competition was not long, certainly not as long as their previous closed-door training, she could distinctly feel that her progress was even faster than during the training. It was truly incredible, and every bit of guidance, every bit of help he provided, seemed even more effective than her father's instructions.

He was mysterious and powerful, to the point where even she didn't know the extent of his capabilities. To others, it seemed like she had defeated Mengte Te yesterday. But only she herself knew that it wasn't her who had won. Whether it was the significant assistance to boost her own strength, allowing her to wield greater power, or that final decisive strike, it was all Tang San's doing.

At the same time, she also had another feeling, especially after feeling those fragments yesterday. In her consciousness, it seemed like there was another person of even greater importance to her, and who should by all rights be by her side. Due to the presence of that figure, her heart always felt a tightness, preventing her emotions from releasing.

"I won't bind you with a blood oath," Pretty Girl softly spoke.

Tang San smiled, "That's not important."

Indeed, it wasn't important, and he was completely willing.

He was aware that Pretty Girl might have experienced a slight premonition about her past lives after being touched by the Asura God's Sword. It was the stirring brought forth by that trace of divine intent. But she was not likely to recover her memory just like that. After all, it was a rebirth. The memories were utterly erased, leaving behind, at most, some premonitions.

Furthermore, Tang San did not wish for Pretty Girl to regain the memories of her previous life just yet. In this life, she was like a brand new version of herself, although her soul remained the same as before. He didn't want her to choose to continue their past relationship based on those old memories but wanted her to fall in love with him in this life before regaining her memory. Only in this way could there be no regrets, and only then could she wholeheartedly return to his side. Tang San also had absolute confidence that he could achieve this, for he would always protect her, treat her with utmost care. In this world, there would be no one who could treat her better than he did.

Pretty Girl felt somewhat hesitant to look at him and said, "Big Cat is making an entrance."

Indeed, at this moment, the contestants from both sides had already ascended the stage.

Big Cat looked no different than before, but upon closer inspection, one could see that its gaze was more confident and its demeanor more stable.

Tang San could feel that after this competition, it would most likely be Big Cat's chance to undergo Tribulation and become a god. Clearly, the Golden Lion Demon Clan had reached an agreement with it as its supporter.

At this time, Big Cat's opponent had also taken the stage. It was a humanoid figure, tall and slender, appearing to be about the same height as Big Cat but much thinner. The skin shimmered with a pale golden luster, and even the eyes were a light golden color. With long arms and legs, the entire body emitted a somewhat cold aura.

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