allendalepharm Chapter 26 First Battle
Chapter 26 First Battle
"Of course!" Before Yu Xiaogang could speak, Tang San interrupted him, straightening his back and taking a step forward:
"But I only want to trap you, I don't mean to hurt you. If you have other intentions, I can accept them as well!"
"Well, actually I'm quite good at stir-frying meat with bamboo... rattan."
Xiao Yan glanced at it and said dismissively.
But the next second, under the watchful eyes of Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and the others, his fighting spirit surged beneath his feet, and his figure quickly turned into a blur.
"Hey mistress, watch out!" Yu Xiaogang warned instinctively.
Tang San immediately activated the Purple Demon Eye from the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
However, the two were very close, and in just a moment, Xiao Yan was already behind him, his hand directly grabbing his neck.
Just as Xiao Yan's hand was about to touch the back of Tang San's neck, a faint fluctuation of soul power suddenly emanated from Tang San's body.
Tang San did not turn around, but his body slid to the side at an incredible angle, using the Tang Sect's ultimate technique, Ghost Shadow Tracking.
Xiao Yan's grab missed, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. This kid's reaction and movement were stronger than he had imagined.
Is this a soul skill? Why does it look so much like martial arts?
Martial arts? Hmm, could it be...?
Before Xiao Yan could finish his move, Tang San had already spun around like a top and struck out with his right hand, which emitted faint glowing light!
The Tang Clan's ultimate martial art, the Jade Hand!
Xiao Yan simply concentrated his fighting power into his fist and threw a punch.
"Boom!" The two collided, and a sound like metal clashing rang out. Tang San took two steps back, while Xiao Yan stood still.
Both of them felt a tingling sensation in their hands.
Tang San was somewhat alarmed.
Xiao Yan was somewhat curious. It had no spirit ring manifestation of spirit skills, nor the violent power of fighting techniques. Was this martial arts?
Who is the other party?
He looked over with curiosity.
Tang San composed himself, took a deep breath, and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying:
"Tang San, a level 15 control-type Soul Master, with the Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass! Please enlighten me."
Upon hearing the expected name, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes.
As expected of the protagonist, but if he is the protagonist, why would he waste his first soul skill? It's just a simple entanglement, a plant's instinct.
Is there some deeper meaning behind this that he doesn't know?
Or perhaps, he glanced slightly at the middle-aged man out of the corner of his eye.
Having been misled by this great Soul Master, Tang San ended up with a tragic male protagonist script: he cultivated incorrectly, regretted it deeply, and had to start over.
Ah, I suppose so!
Generally speaking, anyone who goes up against the protagonist will be in big trouble, but he is not from this world!
So what if they face off? The protagonist will still take them down! Mere Soul Masters!
Then let's endure this hardship a little longer!
As the thought settled, a smile curved Xiao Yan's lips.
He moved again! This time, he was even faster than before. His toes touched the ground almost silently, and he was in front of Tang San in the blink of an eye. His right fist brought a strong gust of wind and rushed straight at Tang San's face!
Tang San's pupils shrank sharply, and he activated the Purple Demon Eye to its fullest extent. At the same time, he circled his hands in front of his chest and pulled them apart the instant they made contact with his fist!
The internal energy of the Xuan Tian Gong surged forth, and the force of his fist tilted to the side!
Tang Clan's ultimate technique: Controlling Cranes and Capturing Dragons!
Xiao Yan felt like he was hitting cotton, and his eyes were filled with curiosity. However, it was not as good as Xiao Xun'er's Xuan-rank wind attribute fighting skill, which could even turn the opponent's attack back.
This isn't even a semi-finished product yet.
However, although his right-hand attack was deflected, his left hand, which was positioned at his waist, had already gathered its strength!
At the same time, it was suddenly unleashed without any mercy!
Tang San looked down, his eyes narrowed, and a sense of crisis suddenly spread throughout his body. He thought to himself, "This is bad."
But what accompanied this was a soft shout:
"Mountain-Shattering Fist!"
Xiao Yan's left fist surged with soul power, making a series of loud bangs, and then a fist with white light patterns slammed straight at Tang San.
"Mysterious Jade Hand!"
Tang San's expression was solemn. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the moment they made contact, his arms instantly transformed into a jade-like state.
"boom--!"
A louder collision than the previous one exploded out.
"The other woman!"
Xiao Wu and Yu Xiaogang exclaimed in surprise as they watched the figure fly backward. The other students from Notting Academy who witnessed this scene were also stunned and stood there dumbfounded.
Was Tang San the one who flew out?
Xiao Yan twisted his wrist on the spot.
It feels like hitting a stone, but the stone doesn't move or cry out in pain. It's different for a person; they can fly a long way.
But when he looked ahead, he saw Tang San's figure falling from mid-air in an extremely agile and twisted posture, without being injured by the fall.
However, his school uniform on his arm was torn, revealing his bloodshot, slightly trembling hands.
"Cough, cough..."
As he stood up, Tang San coughed violently, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the boy in front of him in disbelief.
Martial arts? No, it's a technique belonging to this world... a self-created soul skill? Its power is so great! Even with the Xuan Yu Hand to defend, he still suffered serious internal injuries.
If the opponent attacks again now, his chances of winning are not high without using hidden weapons; the difference was clearly demonstrated in that last strike.
The reason for this result...
Both are Blue Silver Grass martial souls, but his second martial soul is the weapon martial soul Clear Sky Hammer. So, if the other party can possess such a physique, his second martial soul must definitely be a beast martial soul!
Yu Xiaogang was also aware of this.
The battle between the two vividly demonstrated the disadvantages of plant-type martial souls in the early stages of cultivation.
Although Blue Silver Grass is a control-type martial soul, it can only play a limited role against a beast martial soul that combines speed and strength. Not to mention, the opponent also possesses a self-created soul skill that is no less powerful than Xiao San's.
A self-created soul skill is definitely not something a 6-year-old boy could use. Tang San's might be the inheritance from the Haotian Sect given by Haotian Douluo, or it might be a self-created soul skill cultivation method.
He didn't want to ask too many questions, but the other side...
"So there really is a teacher here..."
Yu Xiaogang frowned deeply. Was that teacher observing from the shadows? Was this exchange a deliberate test, or... did the other party also know that Xiao San possessed innate full soul power?
Qiong was unsure about the twin martial souls, so he came here specifically to investigate.
Various doubts surged in his mind, and he was unable to calm them down for a while, but he still quickly came to Tang San and used his hand to suppress the other party's desire to move forward and continue fighting.
While Tang San was puzzled, he gave him a subtle, wary look.
Thus, Tang San suppressed his unwillingness and stopped walking, further suppressing the killing intent in his heart, and touched the hidden weapon sleeve dart on his wrist.
Calm down, now is not the time.
"Is that all?"
Seeing this, Xiao Yan showed a hint of regret.
Internal force is still no match for fighting spirit. Just now, I didn't even use my full strength, for fear of killing my opponent. Judging from the current situation, if I were to strike with all my might, my opponent would be seriously injured, if not killed.
Since that's the case, Xiao Yan turned his gaze to the middle-aged man.
The burlap sacks are probably no longer needed.
"Are you coming?"