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Then, they are martial arts spirits such as swallows and crows.

Seeing the opponent rushing towards him, Tang San remained motionless, as if the opponent didn't exist at all.

Ling Feng was very fast. Among the sixth-grade students, he was known as the fastest person. He was Boss Xiao's best friend. Moreover, his figure was very dexterous. As he was about to arrive in front of Tang San, suddenly, his The body unexpectedly turned over again, and with a flick of his arms, he forcibly changed direction and came behind Tang San. He waved his arms at the same time and struck at both sides of Tang San's neck.

Until Ling Feng flipped over his head, Tang San didn't move. Facing an opponent with unknown abilities, staying the same to deal with all changes was the best choice.

If it was before he obtained the first spirit ring, perhaps Tang San wouldn't be so confident, but since he obtained the first spirit ring, his speed, strength, reaction, and all other abilities have made a qualitative leap. What he is keen on is his senses and various reactions. Speed ​​is also one of his advantages. Compared with speed, who will he be afraid of?

Ling Feng changed his body shape in the air, what he wanted was suddenness. Seeing that Tang San was just a first or second year student, he felt a little contemptuous in his heart. He was ready to win with one blow and directly force Xiao Wu to take action.

However, just when he cut and closed his palms, about to focus on Tang San's neck, Tang San moved.

A phoenix nodded, just flashed Ling Feng's hands, and as his upper body leaned forward, Tang San's right leg swung back violently as if broken, during the whole process, he didn't look back at all.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, Tang San interpreted this point to a perfect state, the speed of the instant eruption even few people watching the battle on both sides could see clearly.

Tang San's heel intimately touched Ling Feng's chin, and Ling Feng made a third somersault in the air, and it was a continuous backflip.

With a bang, he fell heavily several meters away, followed in Liu Long's footsteps, and fainted immediately.

His chin had been dislocated by Tang San's kick. This was without Tang San activating his internal energy, otherwise this kick would at least break his jaw.

The senior students on Mr. Xiao's side widened their eyes almost at the same time. They couldn't believe that what happened before them was the truth.

Among them, Ling Feng's strength was second only to Boss Xiao's, but when he faced the student who seemed to be only in the first or second year, he was knocked unconscious with one blow, and he didn't even have time to launch the attack he was best at.

Boss Xiao murmured: "Damn it, is it going to change? Why are the juniors so powerful now?"

It wasn't until he heard the sound of Ling Feng landing that Tang San slowly retracted his raised right leg and said calmly: "Next one."

Boss Xiao was surprised, and Xiao Wu, a work-study student, was equally surprised. She had fought Tang San more than once. Watching him make a move at this time, she obviously found that Tang San had made a lot of progress. Moreover, she also found that entering the fighting state The Tang San in the movie seems to be different from the usual him.

Normally Tang San looked like a gentle kid, but once in battle, his shots became extremely fierce.

Wang Sheng ignored the pain on his body and watched Ling Feng being kicked away by Tang San. He immediately laughed with gloating, "What do you think, Boss Xiao, are you convinced? We Tang San can't even use our soul power." . I think you might as well admit defeat. It will save you the pain of your skin."

Boss Xiao walked out with a gloomy face. After losing two games in a row, he had reached the point where he had to go out. Apart from himself, he asked himself that there was no one better than Ling Feng in his side. If the low morale could not be restored in time, the remaining No more duels.Only by defeating the boy in front of him with fierce means, and then defeating Xiao Wu, can he save face.

Boss Xiao looked at Tang San coldly, at this moment the contempt and disdain on his face had disappeared, replaced by seriousness.

"Xiao Chenyu, a sixth-grade student, martial spirit, wolf. Eleventh-level first-ring battle soul master."

Reporting one's martial spirit and level is a sign of respect for the opponent.

While talking, a layer of blue light emerged from Xiao Chenyu's body. Amid the flickering blue light, the muscles of his body began to swell, his eyes gradually turned light green, his arms slowly raised, his claws forward, Nails become sharper.A circle of white soul rings rose from under his feet, just like a martial soul possessed.

As the eldest student, Xiao Chenyu showed his intelligence at this time.

There were not many people in the entire Notting Academy who didn't know what his martial spirit was, but the Tang San he faced was different. To him, Tang San's martial spirit was still mysterious to this day.

Report your own martial spirit first, in order to know what Tang San's martial spirit is before taking action. In this way, we can be more or less prepared.

This is the rule of reporting martial spirit Tang San has heard from the master that unless he is dismissive of the opponent, he is not afraid that the opponent will become an eternal enemy. Respect and learn from each other.

"Tang San, a first-year work-study student, Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass. Eleventh-level one-ring weapon soul master."

When Tang San reported that his martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass, the senior students behind Xiao Chenyu burst into laughter almost at the same time, and the nervousness on their faces disappeared instantly.He didn't even hear the level that Tang San reported later.

Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul, which has already been recognized by the entire continent. Even if Tang San's own strength is not weak, the gap in martial soul makes them no longer need to worry about the loss of Xiao Lao who is a higher level.

"You just said, what level are you?" Xiao Chenyu was not as careless as his subordinates, because the commotion behind him made him not quite clear about the level reported by Tang San.

"Level , first-level weapon soul master." As he spoke, a faint white light lit up from Tang Shan. He raised his right hand, and faint blue silver grass grew out of his palm. As he waved his right hand, blue silver grass The grass spreads underfoot.A circle of bright yellow spirit rings rose from Tang San's feet, hovering around his body and rhythmically moving up and down.

The appearance of the yellow spirit ring was like slapping the mouths of those senior students, the laughter immediately froze, some of them even opened their mouths wide, looking at Tang San was like looking at a monster.

"A hundred-year soul ring." Xiao Chenyu took a breath of cold air. White represents a ten-year soul ring, and yellow represents a century-old soul ring. Soul rings that differ by one level will play a decisive role under the condition that both parties have the same level of soul power.

This, how is this possible? The appearance of the soul ring on Tang San's body can be said to have subverted these students' understanding of martial souls. The first grade, which represents the age of only six to seven years old, has cultivated to the realm of soul masters in the first grade. This has never happened in the entire history of Notin Junior Soul Master Academy. What's more, his martial spirit is still the Blue Silver Grass, which is called the abandoned martial spirit.