Assassination!

At that moment, Tang San watched Xiao Wu and Chu Fan fooling around with a green face. He clenched his fists, the veins on his hands bulging as he thought viciously, Chu Fan, I'll make you regret this.

The arrival of night signaled that the busy day was about to end.

Moonlight shone through the window onto Xiao Wu's sleeping face. She was sucking on her finger, and her blanket had been kicked away in her sleep.

This little girl was still so adorable when she slept.

Wang Sheng's occasional snores echoed through the dormitory. Chu Fan had no trace of sleepiness. He casually picked up the blanket, covered Xiao Wu with it, then got up and walked out the door.

Tang San, who was also in the dormitory, opened his eyes and followed Chu Fan outside.

Article Three of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record: Once you determine that your opponent is an enemy, so long as they deserve death, do not show mercy. Otherwise, you will only bring trouble upon yourself. As things stood, Chu Fan had harmed Teacher and stolen my Xiao Wu. His crimes were unforgivable. Since it was Chu Fan, I could only kill him.

Under the moonlight, a chilling smile appeared on Tang San's face. He touched the Hidden Weapon on his hand. "Chu Fan, you brought this upon yourself."

Late at night.

Cool moonlight shone over the academy grounds, so peaceful and tranquil. The campus was shrouded in the glow of night, hazy and gentle, like a thin veil draped over all things. Scattered snowflakes drifted down, mingling with the faint moonlight spilling from above—soft, yet not without warmth.

Chu Fan wandered through Nuoding Academy. Nuoding Academy was an obscure elementary Soul Master Academy. Perhaps precisely because it was unknown, there were not many children studying there or teachers instructing them, allowing the environment to remain peaceful and serene.

As Chu Fan immersed himself in the tranquility of the night, a strange smiling face appeared in the darkness.

Suddenly, three slender arrows shot toward Chu Fan from behind. Under the moonlight, faint white gleams shimmered along their shafts, radiating a chill. The rapidly flying arrows cut through the air with only the slightest sound, undetectable to ordinary people.

Just as Tang San thought he was about to succeed, Chu Fan pivoted on his right leg and spun around, watching helplessly as the soul-hooking, life-stealing arrows brushed past the edge of his clothes and embedded themselves in the tree trunk behind him.

Having evaded the Hidden Weapons, Chu Fan immediately became alert. He picked up the weapons embedded in the tree trunk.

Chu Fan examined them closely. The slender arrows were exquisitely crafted. Each sleeve arrow had three blood grooves, tiny split tail fins at the rear, and spiral markings on its conical arrowhead. With such a design, once fired, the sleeve arrows possessed even greater penetrating power.

From the three arrows shot at him, Chu Fan could tell how ruthless and vicious the attacker was. He was immediately enraged.

After missing with the first strike, Tang San put away his sleeve arrows.

Article Two of the Xuantian Bao Lu - General Principles: What was a Hidden Weapon? Only a special weapon used secretly to defeat an enemy could be called a Hidden Weapon. If the enemy already knew you were going to use it, then it was no longer a Hidden Weapon, but an open weapon.

Clearly, Chu Fan had already evaded his Hidden Weapon attack. Using the Silent Sleeve Arrow again would no longer achieve a surprise victory. Tang San stepped out of the darkness.

"Chu Fan, I never expected your luck to be so good. My crossbow arrows actually failed to harm you in the slightest. But after tonight, there will be no more Chu Fan in this world." Tang San spoke coldly as he rushed toward Chu Fan.

Chu Fan hated people who attacked from the shadows the most. Before transmigrating, when Chu Fan had run with gangs, the people he despised most were those who resorted to such underhanded tactics. Tang San had now completely infuriated him.

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll accept your life." Chu Fan said angrily.

Before transmigrating, there were two people he hated most. One was Tang San before him, and the other was Tang San's master, Yu Xiaogang. Since Tang San had come to him of his own accord, Chu Fan would save himself a great deal of trouble.

"I didn't want things to come to this, but you have already become a serious threat to me." Tang San shouted.

As he spoke, Tang San had already closed to within five steps. With a light leap, he twisted through an eerie footwork pattern and attacked Chu Fan. Although Tang San was small, having trained in the Tang Sect's secret arts since childhood, his movement speed was extremely fast.

Tang San lightly tapped the ground with his toes, leaned his center of gravity forward, and kicked at Chu Fan's waist.

Among the Tang Sect's secret arts were many diagrams marking the vulnerable parts of the human body, and the waist was one of the softer areas. Tang San knew Chu Fan was formidable, but he believed that with the Tang Sect's secret arts, defeating Chu Fan was not impossible.

Seeing Tang San's kick, Chu Fan stepped back half a pace, bent at the waist, and drew in his abdomen. His body became like a bow, and that half-step was precisely what caused Tang San's kick to miss.

After failing to land a strike, Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to retreat several steps, widening the distance between himself and Chu Fan.

Chu Fan straightened up again, clasped his hands together, and rolled his wrists. A series of teeth-grinding bone cracks rang out, and the invisible pressure instantly intensified.

Seeing this, Tang San loosened his clenched fists, then clenched them again to stimulate his body's functions. He knew that Chu Fan was physically stronger than him, which meant that if they competed in strength, he would definitely be at a disadvantage. Great strength would inevitably mean a lack of speed.

Tang San possessed the experience of two lifetimes. In terms of practical combat theory, Chu Fan, who had merely run with gangs, naturally could not compare. It was easy for Tang San to think of exploiting his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses. With his advantage in speed combined with Hidden Weapons, he would surely be able to take Chu Fan down.

With that thought, Tang San continued using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. He was not in a hurry to attack, instead circling around Chu Fan in search of an opportunity.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track! Chu Fan thought as he watched Tang San's strange movement technique.

Suddenly, Tang San appeared in front of Chu Fan and threw a punch at his chest.

Chu Fan sneered and threw a punch of his own.

In an instant, Tang San's right fist suddenly opened into a palm. His palm drew back, and Crane Control Dragon Seize was unleashed in that split second. Tang San's goal was not to strike Chu Fan, but to throw him off balance. The instant Chu Fan fell, he would definitely brace himself with both hands. At that point, using his Hidden Weapons would greatly increase his chances of success.

Chu Fan naturally noticed Tang San's change, yet he did not withdraw his incoming fist to block Tang San's palm. Instead, he continued his punch, smashing toward Tang San's chest.

"Up!" Tang San shouted. He completely ignored Chu Fan's incoming punch. In his view, as long as he threw Chu Fan off balance, then combined it with his Hidden Weapons, he could achieve a one-hit kill. Taking a punch would amount to nothing more than a minor injury. He immediately exerted strength with both arms.

Tang San froze on the spot, his face filled with shock. "Why? Why has my Crane Control Dragon Seize lost its effect?"

"It feels like my strength is hitting cotton. I can't find any point to exert force on at all."

Just as Tang San used Crane Control Dragon Seize, Chu Fan's fist rapidly enlarged before his eyes.