Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

Listening to their explanation, and seeing that Asura\'s gaze had never left Pretty Girl, Big Cat suddenly felt an ominous premonition arise within his heart.

"Can I participate in the pairs\' race?" Pretty Girl turned her head to look at the Peacock Demon King.

"With whom will you participate?" the Peacock Demon King asked, puzzled.

"I can!" Tang San said without hesitation. He approached the Peacock Demon King, bowed slightly, and said, "Actually, I am Pretty Girl\'s vassal. I can compete with her."

"You?" The Peacock Demon King frowned. "You have only a level 2 bloodline, and your aura scarcely matches the cultivation base of level 9 state. Wouldn\'t you just hold her back?"

Tang San immediately took out the Sword Saint Order again and handed it over, "I believe, I can."

"Mhm, he\'s very strong," Pretty Girl nodded in agreement. She took several more glances at Asura for claiming to be her vassal, but didn\'t say much more. In her view, this was simply Asura\'s ploy to participate in the competition with her. However, she wasn\'t averse to competing with him.

After beholding the Sword Saint Order in Tang San\'s hand, the Peacock Demon King was visibly moved, "Were you born in Jiali City?"

Tang San nodded and said, "Yes, I was."

The Peacock Demon King\'s eyes narrowed slightly, and then he turned to Pretty Girl, "The future belongs to the young. You decide for yourself."

The Phoenix Demon clan staff looked at Tang San, then at Pretty Girl and Big Cat, and muttered, "Weren\'t you two going to compete together initially?"

Tang San turned towards Big Cat and conveyed an apologetic look. Big Cat raised his eyebrows and returned a look that said \'I understand.\' He showed no dissatisfaction.

Tang San gave him a thumbs up, all was communicated without words.

"Is that alright?" He then turned to ask Pretty Girl again.

"Okay," Pretty Girl nodded at him.

Watching her delicate and exquisite little face that seemed it could be shattered with a mere touch, Tang San really wanted to throw himself at her and kiss her. Finally, they could fight side by side once more. At this moment, his excitement was hard to contain. In his mind, memories from his previous life were already flooding back.

He remembered clearly that in his past life he was Tang San, she was Xiaowu, and their trio combination had once dominated the competition stage. Their coordination was seamless, their understanding unparalleled, and they had defeated countless opponents.

Now, at this moment, they could compete again, fight together again, and stand side by side once more. What could be more wonderful than this? Although he felt a little guilty towards Big Cat, at this time, he really couldn\'t care about anything else. All his composure, in front of his Xiaowu, his Pretty Girl, had long since dissipated.

Registration, confirmation, collecting the participant number plates, confirming the time of competition. After a series of these procedures, the preparation for the competition was complete.

Tang San, Pretty Girl, and Big Cat all participated in the individual race. Then Tang San and Pretty Girl joined the team battle.

What intrigued Tang San during registration was that Pretty Girl covered her name, not allowing him to see it.

Thus, to this very moment, neither Tang San nor Asura actually knew Pretty Girl\'s real name.

"Let\'s go," the Peacock Demon King said to Pretty Girl.

"Hmm. Then we\'ll see each other on the field of competition," Tang San said, naturally addressing Xiaowu with the latter sentence.

"Okay. See you on the field." After meeting her, Tang San\'s spirit, essence, and energy had completely transformed. His eyes sparkled with vigor.

Previously, he had hesitated about participating, but since Pretty Girl had arrived, he was eager to compete.

After leaving the registration area, a silver flash enveloped the Peacock Demon King, and he and Pretty Girl vanished into thin air.

Their swift arrival was naturally tied to their ability to perform Spatial Jumps, a skill that the Peacock Demon Clan excelled at, especially when conducted by the powerful Peacock Demon King himself.

"Stop looking, they\'re gone," Big Cat said with a teasing tone.

Tang San turned to him and said with a wry smile, "I\'m sorry, Big Cat, my bad."

Big Cat waved his hand and said, "Been there, it\'s normal to put love first. I\'d do the same. I\'d surely guard my own beloved. Everything else is secondary, long live understanding."

Tang San held back and managed not to reveal that Pretty Girl was a friend he had known for even longer.

"Let\'s go, I\'ll treat you to a big meal as compensation. If we place in the doubles competition, I\'ll pick out something nice for you," Tang San offered.

However, Big Cat shook his head and replied, "Asura, you are my benefactor and now I regard you as a brother. If you see me as your brother, don\'t say such things again. If I desire something, I must rely on my own power to earn it. Otherwise, I\'ll never truly become strong. You\'ve already opened the path for me to obtain the God-killing Sword. In this competition, I will prove to all of the Monster race who look down on our Lion Tiger Tribe that we are indeed powerful."

Seeing the gleam in Big Cat\'s eyes, Tang San nodded slightly, recognizing that if Big Cat truly wanted to become a top-tier powerhouse, he could only rely on himself.

Big Cat looked intensely at him and said, "But no matter what, the Lion Tiger Tribe will always be your ally. Just say the word, and we\'ll walk through fire and scale mountains at your call."

The Peacock Demon King transported Pretty Girl directly back to their residence.

Without others around, his expression softened considerably whenever he faced Pretty Girl.

"Who is this Asura? Your redeemer?" the Peacock Demon King inquired.

Pretty Girl replied, "Sort of. During our time in Jiali City, he was always helping me. He assisted me in every operation." In truth, she couldn\'t be sure whether Asura was indeed the redeemer or not. But Asura had never held back in helping her.

The Peacock Demon King looked meaningfully at his daughter and advised, "If you think he is important for your future, make sure to win him over. If you cannot confirm whether he will truly assist you, then stay vigilant. As a superior, you can\'t control every subordinate, but every core member must be completely trusted."

"Understood," Pretty Girl nodded.

Despite this, Pretty Girl had always been wary of Asura. She had attempted to remove his mask before, wanting to see his true face, driven by this very caution. That mask seemed to create a barrier, preventing her from fully trusting him. Yet she could also sense the unreserved nature Asura showed towards her, as evidenced by his poorly disguised elation and the emotions betraying themselves in his eyes just moments before.

"Rest now. You haven\'t properly rested since passing the inheritance trials and rushing here," said the Peacock Demon King, and with a flicker, he disappeared.

Once her father had departed, Pretty Girl\'s mood relaxed. Seeing Asura today had indeed been a surprise for her, and the prospect of joining him in the doubles competition was a peculiar sensation.

Though they had cooperated in the past, it had been a long time ago. Teaming up again on the field, could they defeat their opponents? As to what strength Asura possessed, she wasn\'t completely sure. She just knew Asura was very strong, often accomplishing the impossible.

What about that Lion Tiger Beast with him earlier? Was it his friend? Had they planned to enter the doubles competition together? But upon seeing her, Asura had chosen—to her surprise—without any hesitation to compete with her. What did Asura truly mean to her?