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Boss Xiao walked out with a gloomy face. He had lost two games in a row. He had reached the time when he had to play. He asked himself that there was no one better than Ling Feng in his party except himself. If the low morale could not be recovered in time, the remaining No more duels.Only by defeating the kid 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 leader of the students, Xiao Chenyu showed his intelligence at this moment.What his martial spirit is, there are not many people in the whole Notting College who don't know it, but the Tang San he faces is different. To him, Tang San's martial spirit is still mysterious until now.Report your own martial spirit first, in order to know what Tang San's martial spirit is before doing it.In this way, more or less can also be 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 said just now, what level are you?" Xiao Chenyu was not as careless as his subordinates, because the noise behind him made him not quite clear about the level Tang San reported.

"Level [-], a soul master with a ring of weapons." As he spoke, a faint white light lit up from Tang Shan's body. He raised his right hand, and faint blue and silver grass grew out of his palm. Grass drifts underfoot.A circle of bright yellow spirit ring rose from under Tang San's feet, hovering around his body and dancing up and down.Tang San purposely underreported the eleventh level, after all, from the attitude of the Wuhun Hall test, it can be seen that the level of the thirteenth level is too high for him who just entered school.

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 century-old soul ring." Xiao Chenyu took a breath.

White represents ten-year soul rings, and yellow represents century-old soul rings.The soul rings with a difference of 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 spirit ring on Tang San's body can be said to have subverted these students' understanding of martial spirits.The first grade means that they are only six to seven years old, and they have cultivated to the soul master realm in the first grade, which has never happened in the entire history of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.What's more, his martial soul is still the Blue Silver Grass known as the waste martial soul.

"Boss, let him be crippled. He's just a blue silver grass. What's the point of having a stronger soul ring?" A senior student couldn't help but say.

"Idiot, shut up." Xiao Chenyu yelled, interrupting his subordinates.

It's just a blue silver grass?What Xiao Chenyu thought in his mind was by no means so simple.It's true that the blue silver grass is a waste martial soul, but the blue silver grass that has reached the realm of a soul master is a little different.And he still has a century-old spirit ring on his body.It is impossible for him to obtain this by himself. Since someone can help him obtain a century-old soul ring and help him cultivate to the realm of a soul master, how much power will this first-year boy have behind him?

Xiao Chenyu's father is the lord of Notting City, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant in the academy, even the teachers seldom care about him.Watching his father's various behaviors in the officialdom since he was a child, he was more or less tainted with officialdom, so he first thought of Tang San's background.His father once warned him thousands and thousands of times that in this world, some big families should never be offended.They are even scarier than the imperial family.The royal family still cares about face, but those big families don't need it at all.If you offend them, it will bring disaster.

"Are you really a work-study student?" Xiao Chenyu couldn't help asking.

Tang San nodded lightly. After opening the spirit ring, the feeling of being full of power made his blood boil. Now he also wants to find an opponent to compete with and see what his strength has reached after the qualitative change degree. "Let's do it."

At this time, it had reached the point where the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, Xiao Chenyu kept a careful eye in his heart, even if he defeated the first-year work-study student in front of him, he would definitely not hurt him.

If Ling Feng's pounce is dexterous, then Xiao Chenyu's pounce is explosive and domineering.After possessing a soul ring, his strength is not comparable to that of Wang Sheng. Even if Wang Sheng's martial soul is the king of beasts, it is far inferior to Xiao Chenyu when the martial soul level crosses a level.

Facing Xiao Chenyu's pounce, Tang San was not as relaxed as he was with Ling Feng. Having a spirit ring and not having a spirit ring are definitely two concepts.As soon as Xiao Chenyu's body pounced out, the soul power emanating from his body had already covered the area of ​​three square meters around Tang San's body. This was a pounce of absolute strength, without any skill at all.What you want is head-to-head.

Head-to-head?Come on then.Although strength is not the Tang Sect disciple's forte, now Tang San also wants to see how far his Xuantian Kung Fu has reached.At the moment, the power is gathered with both palms, and slowly pushed out in front of the chest.He met Xiao Chenyu's wolf claws.

Xiao Chenyu's subordinates all had triumphant smiles on their faces at this moment, so what about the century-old soul ring, if this idiot touched Boss Xiao's wolf claws with his own hand, it would be courting death.They saw with their own eyes that Xiao Chenyu grabbed the broken stones with the power of his claws after the martial spirit possessed him.

Xiao Chenyu's hands were much stronger than Tang San's, he was actually hesitating in his heart, whether he should use his claw strength, he believed that with his claw strength, he would be able to crush Tang San's palm, this competition would be regarded as ended.But if he did that, would the people behind him...

How fast the pounce was, before Xiao Chenyu could figure it out, his claws collided with Tang San's palms.

There was a muffled bang, and the blue and white rays of light lit up at the same time, and the airflow blown by a burst of energy made the surrounding spectators unsteady.

Tang San stood there motionless with his feet uneven, but Xiao Chenyu's upper body swayed, and he fell backwards due to the shock.Almost subconsciously, Xiao Chenyu's wolf claws had already grabbed Tang San's hand.Shocked and angry by losing to the opponent in terms of soul power, he has already forgotten his scruples.

However, something that surprised Xiao Chenyu even more happened.

When his wolf claws grabbed Tang San's hands, he could clearly feel that Tang San's hands were as hard as iron, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't draw them in at all. He pulled out his wolf claws, pinched Xiao Chenyu's wrist with his backhand, so as not to let him be shaken back like that, moved his hands back, leaned forward, and directly hit Xiao Chenyu's lower abdomen with his right shoulder.

Xiao Chenyu Nuoda's body was hit like that and flew straight up, falling three meters away.

Just as Xiao Chenyu's subordinates were about to applaud, they saw their boss fall out. This time, the way they looked at Tang San completely changed.Is this kid still human?

The lustrous jade color slowly receded from his hands, trying out that his Xuantian Kungfu internal strength should be higher than the opponent's eleventh level spirit power, Tang San said lightly: "I still have something to do, I don't have time to play with you, let's end it like this .Blue silver grass, twine."

Xiao Chenyu just bounced up from the ground, Tang San didn't use all his strength in the impact, plus he possessed a beast spirit, his defensive power was quite good, and he didn't suffer any injuries, just in time to hear Tang San's words.

More than a dozen thick blue silver grass suddenly surged up from under his feet without warning, circling upwards, before Xiao Chenyu could react, they had already entangled his legs tightly.

"What is this?" Xiao Chenyu turned pale with shock.Struggled with all his strength, but the upgraded Blue Silver Grass was extremely tenacious, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Tang San walked up to Xiao Chenyu step by step, "Don't try. You can't break free. My first spirit ring is Datura Snake, so my Blue Silver Grass has the tenacity of Datura Snake .Of course, there is also a bit of the poison of the datura snake. If you think you still have the strength to fight again, I don’t mind letting you taste the venom of the datura snake. Oh, by the way, I don’t know how to detoxify.”

More than ten blue silver grass sprouted behind Tang San's back, and the grass leaves were suspended behind him, like more than ten mandala snakes ready to choose someone to eat.

The author has something to say: This is the first time I write an article, it’s still fanfiction, so the main line at the beginning will be similar to the original work, and I will start to change it later, dear friends, don’t get too caught up, open your mind and press it Can't live