The Sparring Match Begins

The Sparring Match Begins

"I'm starting!" As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Wu launched her assault.

Xiao Wu's Martial Soul was a rabbit. Strictly speaking, she was a close-combat Power Attack System War Soul Master, so her fighting style naturally focused on close-range combat.

Coincidentally, close-range combat was also what Lu Yuan excelled at most.

Xiao Wu was extremely fast. She blinked her beautiful eyes at Lu Yuan, then swept a whip kick at him.

Enhanced by Xiao Wu's level-twelve Soul Power, the kick came with fierce momentum, accompanied by a howling gust of wind.

Lu Yuan smiled faintly and shifted his feet lightly, evading Xiao Wu's attack.

Xiao Wu continued pressing forward. With a sideways flip, she launched a flying kick straight at Lu Yuan's face.

"Wow, Xiao Wu, aren't you being a little too ruthless?" Lu Yuan's mouth twitched. If that kick landed cleanly, wouldn't he be disfigured?

He lightly stepped aside again and avoided Xiao Wu's attack.

With the movement technique of Phoenix Dance Six Illusions, Lu Yuan's movements were exceptionally nimble.

After both of her consecutive attacks missed, how could Xiao Wu possibly let it go? She stomped her foot and pounced at Lu Yuan again.

Seeing Xiao Wu charge at him, Lu Yuan activated Phoenix Dance Six Illusions. The two figures began chasing each other across the plaza.

Watching Lu Yuan's carefree figure, a trace of purple flickered in Tang San's eyes. He became increasingly certain that this had to be lightness skill!

After missing once more, Xiao Wu stopped and caught her breath before saying angrily, "If you've got the guts, stop dodging. Let's fight head-on."

"Sure. Here I come!"

"Come on, then!"

Lu Yuan clenched his fist, stepped sideways with his left foot, and flashed forward. He threw out a fierce punch, the wind from it stirring Xiao Wu's hair. Its powerful Aura made her body stiffen involuntarily, and Lu Yuan was coming so fast that she actually forgot to dodge for a moment.

"Xiao Wu, watch out!" Seeing Xiao Wu standing there blankly, Tang San's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted urgently.

Tang San's shout brought Xiao Wu back to her senses. Looking at the fist already right before her eyes, her face went pale in fright.

The fist suddenly stopped at high speed. Xiao Wu could even feel the forceful wind striking her face, making it sting.

Realizing that she had not suffered the impact she had expected, Xiao Wu opened her eyes blankly. Looking at the smiling Lu Yuan beside her, a wave of lingering fear rose in her heart. "Lu Yuan, how are you so fast?"

"How am I so fast?" Lu Yuan's face darkened. When had he ever been fast? He was very slow, okay?

"Admit defeat?" Lu Yuan asked indifferently.

"Admit defeat? I haven't even used my soul skill yet. I'm not admitting defeat! Let's continue." Xiao Wu assumed a stance. She had only been careless just now. This time, Sister Xiao Wu absolutely would not lose.

"Then be careful!" With Phoenix Dance Six Illusions under his feet, Lu Yuan's speed suddenly surged.

"Where is he?" Xiao Wu focused as she watched the afterimages around her.

"Right here!" A figure drifted past Xiao Wu. She suddenly lunged forward and lashed out with a sharp whip kick.

"I got him!" Joy appeared on Xiao Wu's face, but before she could laugh in delight, the figure slowly faded away. It was an afterimage.

"Then where is Lu Yuan?" Xiao Wu was startled, an ominous feeling rising in her heart. Suddenly, a tremendous force appeared behind her, lifting her entire body into the air.

Lu Yuan held Xiao Wu up with one hand, watching her flail about in midair. Yet his arm remained as steady as a mountain. "Do you concede now?"

Xiao Wu struggled hard, but Lu Yuan's hand seemed forged from iron and did not move in the slightest. A sly glint flashed through Xiao Wu's eyes as she said, "I concede, I admit defeat. Hurry up and put me down!"

Hearing Xiao Wu admit defeat, Lu Yuan slowly lowered her to the ground.

"Hehe! You fell for it!" Once her feet touched the ground, Xiao Wu suddenly turned back and gave Lu Yuan a mischievous smile. Her scorpion braid whipped out and wrapped around Lu Yuan's neck, while one foot stepped against his waist. The first soul ring on her body suddenly lit up.

"First soul skill, Waist Bow!" In the Waist Bow state, Xiao Wu's strength increased by one hundred percent, allowing her to easily throw a Soul Master into the air.

However, Lu Yuan was no ordinary Soul Master.

"Waist Bow!" Xiao Wu shouted softly as her Soul Power circulated. Yet something embarrassing happened—Lu Yuan's body did not move at all.

"What's going on?" Xiao Wu was shocked. Her Waist Bow, which had always worked without fail, had actually failed today.

With his Martial Soul Possession active, Lu Yuan's strength had reached four thousand jin. How could Xiao Wu's thin arms and legs possibly throw him?

"Little rabbit, you're not behaving." Lu Yuan grabbed Xiao Wu's slender leg with one hand and gave it a light toss. Xiao Wu's butt immediately made intimate contact with the ground.

"Ow!" Xiao Wu rubbed her little butt. That stinking Lu Yuan had no appreciation for delicate beauty at all.

"Xiao Wu, do you admit defeat now?" Lu Yuan asked with a faint smile.

"Hmph!" Xiao Wu snorted but did not argue. Even her strongest current move, Waist Bow, was useless against Lu Yuan. Whether she accepted it or not, she had no choice but to concede.

"Little San, get him! Teach him a hard lesson!" Seeing Lu Yuan's still utterly calm face, Xiao Wu became furious. He had actually dared to throw Sister Xiao Wu onto her butt.

Tang San nodded and slowly stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Lu Yuan with a solemn expression. The movement technique Lu Yuan had used earlier definitely belonged to lightness skill. Like his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, it did not belong to Douluo Continent.

"Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, level-thirteen Control System War Soul Master!"

"Lu Yuan, Martial Soul Golden Dragon, level-fifteen Power Attack System War Soul Master!"

Tang San was not Xiao Wu. Against Tang San, Lu Yuan became much more serious.

Blue Silver Grass appeared in Tang San's hand, and strands of it wound toward Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan stepped lightly, leaped forward, and rapidly closed the distance between them.

"So fast!" Tang San's expression changed. Without facing Lu Yuan directly, no one could imagine that such astonishing speed could belong to a Power Attack System Soul Master.

Facing Lu Yuan's fierce incoming punch, Tang San took a step back and spread his fingers into a claw shape. A faint, almost imperceptible pulling force emanated from his hand.

A secret art of the Tang Sect, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!

Feeling an invisible force tugging at his fist, Lu Yuan's muscles tensed, and immense power burst forth. He directly broke free from the pulling force of Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon and punched toward Tang San's chest.

Tang San's expression changed. His palm turned lustrous white like jade as he used it to block Lu Yuan's incoming fist. It was another secret art of the Tang Sect, Mystic Jade Hand.

As fist and palm collided, a tremendous force erupted. Tang San was sent stumbling back more than ten meters before he managed to steady himself. The power of that single punch was terrifying indeed.

Lu Yuan's strength far exceeded Tang San's. If Mystic Jade Hand had not possessed such formidable defensive power, that punch would not have merely forced him back more than ten meters.

Although Lu Yuan had not used his full strength, that punch still carried a thousand jin of force. Only Tang San could have taken it; an ordinary Soul Master would find it difficult to withstand such a blow.

Tang San realized it as well. Meeting Lu Yuan head-on was not a wise choice. He could only widen the distance and fight from afar.