Outside, Tang San was pulled to a corner by Xiao Wu. "Xiao Wu, what's wrong?" Tang San was happy but also a little puzzled.
Xiao Wu looked at him. "Xiao San, I—" She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I miss you so much. What about you? Have you missed me?" She tilted her head to look at Tang San, her hands behind her back.
Tang San was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he remembered Xiao Wu absorbing the Moonlight-Beholding Immortal Epiphyllum Xiao Wu the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. It was just as beautiful as the illusion he had encountered when he first saw the Immortal Herb.
Few people actually know that the so-called "Moonlit Fairy" is based on the viewer's own experience, so theoretically, everyone's illusion is different.
Xiao Wu saw him lost in thought and waved her hand in front of his eyes. "What's wrong? Don't you miss me?"
Hearing the disappointment in her voice, Tang San quickly grabbed her hand and said, "No, Xiao Wu, of course I missed you!"
Xiao Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had spotted prey falling into a trap, and she smiled brightly, "Hehe, that's good."
Tang San seemed oblivious to Xiao Wu's acting; his earnest expression made it seem as if he were facing a priceless treasure.
The joyful period was short-lived, and the arrival of the next day only exacerbated this phenomenon.
Early in the morning, the Shrek students were gathered near the forest cabin where Grandmaster had been trapped. This place was considered a forbidden area for ordinary students and teachers, and no one would suddenly appear here.
To keep the Little Monsters ' secret, Flender and the Grandmaster had several training grounds built during this time, where Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu usually practiced their Soul Skills and sparred.
The reason why Xiang Yang's sparring match with Zhao Wuji yesterday caused such a great shock was partly because neither of them were allowed to display their strength in public. Xiao Wu just wouldn't listen, but fortunately, she hadn't used any abilities other than Waist Bow and soft techniques.
The Grandmaster stood opposite the crowd, observing them, especially Tang San and Xiang Yang who had just returned. Tang San had briefly explained his progress to him yesterday, but ultimately, he needed to see it for himself. Therefore—
The Grandmaster said, "Xiao San, why don't you and Mu Bai have a match first?"
"A good teacher." "A good Grandmaster."
The two walked to opposite sides, with a distance of about fifty meters between them.
Dai Mubai already knew that Tang San had broken through to the Soul King, so naturally he wouldn't say anything like "let him make the first move."
So he took the initiative and launched an attack, "White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
This white light wave was undoubtedly the original form of the Soul Skill. Although its power was much stronger than before, it shouldn't have been effective against Tang San at all, so--
"White Tiger Fierce Light Wave's White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
The original single skill instantly transformed into more than ten attacks with a wide coverage area, surrounding all possible directions of Tang San's movement.
Tang San wasn't surprised by Dai Mubai's multi-target Soul Skill attack. He simply looked at Dai Mubai, who was closely following behind the attack, and smirked, "This amount of attack isn't enough."
Tang San's Martial Soul, the Blue Silver Emperor, appeared out of nowhere. With a stomp of his foot, countless Blue Silver Emperors rose from the ground, not only blocking Dai Mubai's fierce attack but also launching a counterattack.
"White Tiger Protection Barrier!"
Dai Mubai continued his attack. His thinking was simple: he was Power Attack System Soul Master with the White Tiger Martial Soul, and his specialty was close combat.
Even if Tang San's Martial Soul is stronger than his, it's impossible for him to fight him in close combat. The power of a control-type Soul Master can only be brought into play by maintaining distance; this is common sense!
But common sense is meant to be broken!
Tang San often heard Xiang Yang say strange things, such as that a qualified mage only needs to cast a light spell, then pick up his staff and fight the opponent with swords.
Although he didn't quite understand, Tang San knew it meant that there couldn't be any weaknesses, so he had been following his father's advice in this regard.
You've practiced very hard.
"Ink Jade Spirit Armor!"
Just as Dai Mubai was about to break through the Blue Silver Emperor's interference, a heavy blue-green battle armor appeared on Tang San's body, including a helmet and skirt armor.
Then, Tang San extended his right hand, and a pure black wooden staff appeared out of thin air. Tang San deftly twirled the staff, pointed it at Dai Mubai, and laughed, "Boss Dai, let's fight!"
Looking at Tang San's appearance, Dai Mubai noticed that his armor and wooden staff even had bamboo patterns on them, indicating that he had practiced many times.
He paused for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Alright! Take this!"
"Golden Light Claw!"
Golden tiger claws, seemingly materialized, also appeared in Dai Mubai's hands. This was inspired by what Wolverine Yang had said about Xiang Yang; if that was the case, why not make himself a pair of tiger claws?
Dai Mubai: This thing is much more useful than my fists.
Under his sharp claws, the once majestic Blue Silver Emperor was instantly sliced into pieces.
Seeing this, Tang San simply removed them, took two steps forward, grabbed the end, and swung the staff at Dai Mubai.
Whew!
With Air-Breaking sound, Dai Mubai wanted to first understand Tang San's strength in this form, so he clasped his hands together to block the powerful blow.
Bang!
His feet scraped uncontrollably against the ground as he took two steps back to dissipate the force, then swung his golden claws, intending to break the staff first.
Tang San merely flicked his wrist, Dai Mubai's attack missed. But he wasn't discouraged; while a longer weapon was an advantage, his tiger claws weren't necessarily a disadvantage either.
A crowd watched the fight from over a hundred meters away. The Grandmaster nodded, "Xiao San is starting to think about making up for his weaknesses." He knew his disciple well; unless other abilities were difficult to improve, he wouldn't aim too high.
Xiao Wu stared intently, "Third Brother, that stick-wielding was quite impressive!"
Ning Rongrong replied absentmindedly, "Yes, that's right." She was thinking about the attack Soul Tool that Tang San had taken out for Xiao Wu to play with at yesterday's banquet; it was clearly new—new!
In this era where Soul Tools are obtained entirely from excavating ruins, what does a brand new Soul Tool mean? She couldn't say, but!
Ning Rongrong's lifelong beliefs told her that she absolutely had to board this ship to the next era, and fortunately, she had already gained the upper hand.
Watching Tang San's powerful staff movements, Oscar thought about the effect of his fourth Soul Skill and suddenly wanted to try out a weapon himself. Maybe he had that talent too?
Just then, Xiang Yang was standing nearby, and Oscar asked, "A Yang, can I learn Xiao San's staff technique?"
"Huh?" Xiang Yang, who seemed a little bored, realized he hadn't heard clearly, so he asked back, "What did you say you were practicing?"
Oscar: "That stick technique the Xiao San used, can't you learn it?"
Xiang Yang was speechless. What Tang San used could hardly be called a staff technique; it was just some simple chopping, striking, and thrusting. The reason it looked powerful was entirely due to Tang San's physical attributes and his extraordinary control and reflexes.
"How are you going to learn that?" Xiang Yang looked at Oscar's longing expression and said, "That's too troublesome. I'll get you a gun to use later. This is easy to practice and very practical."
Oscar looked puzzled. A gun? What's the difference?
But Xiang Yang had already walked away, so he didn't ask any more questions. After all, staying with Rongrong was more important.
Several years had passed since Tang San created the firearm. Apart from seeing it a few times at the beginning, they had never seen it again. They assumed it was some kind of Hidden Weapon, a crossbow, belonging to Tang San.