Nuoding Academy, the small forest behind the mountain.
After Lei Dalang unleashed his martial soul, golden lightning snakes coiled around his body, making him look quite intimidating.
A wolf martial soul was already considered rather good among Beast Martial Souls, and his opponent's martial soul also possessed a lightning attribute. This alone made him someone who could not be underestimated.
Tang San's expression turned somewhat grave.
It seemed his original idea of defeating his opponent without using his martial soul had been a little naive.
Tang San was also a transmigrator and possessed abilities that Soul Masters of this world did not have. With inner cultivation techniques such as the Mysterious Heaven Skill and Purple Demon Eye, he could even easily defeat ordinary Soul Masters of the same level.
But setting aside his opponent's powerful martial soul, his Soul Power was a full three levels higher than Tang San's!
"Tang San, Blue Silver Grass, level twenty-three, two-ring Control System Tool Soul Master."
Following convention, Tang San also announced his martial soul.
"Ha, Blue Silver Grass? Are you kidding me?"
"You can cultivate with such a trash martial soul?"
"Looks like there really is no one left in your fifth year. A student like that can actually be your boss?"
As soon as Tang San finished speaking, the sixth-year students immediately erupted in laughter, doubt, and scorn.
Yet Lei Dalang did not seem to mean to mock him. "To cultivate a martial soul like Blue Silver Grass to the level of a Soul Grandmaster, you must have something exceptional about you. Otherwise, they could not possibly be willing to call someone like you their boss."
Lei Dalang's mind was still clear. He did not underestimate his opponent.
The more so, the more it showed that Tang San was no ordinary person.