Xiao Xian's Coveted Self-Created Soul Skills

"Brother Oscar, how long is one lap...?" Tang San had already run some distance. He silently slowed down and waited a while for Oscar.

He felt somewhat uncertain.

Oscar replied weakly, "One lap is about three kilometers. Go around the farmland ahead, then turn at the bridge by the small river."

Ning Rongrong had been running not far ahead of Tang San. When she heard the distance, she had initially felt a little despairing.

When she was home, her father had made her exercise plenty. Although she could not compare to a Battle Soul Master, her physique was not bad, and she was even better at running.

But on the first day, in their first class, they had to run sixty kilometers... Never mind the lack of supplies—they were even on a time limit...

Tang San glanced ahead, judged the distance, and immediately relaxed. "That's fine, that's fine. Twenty laps are only sixty kilometers."

"Brother Oscar, I'll pick up the pace first..."

At Nuoding Academy, this level of intensity had barely been enough for his Senior Brother to warm up.

Without hesitation, Soul Power surged in Tang San's palm, and three sugarcanes abruptly appeared.

He tossed two to Oscar and Ning Rongrong, then quickly gnawed through one himself.

Then he lightly pushed off with his feet. A faint sound of wind arose, carrying him shooting forward at high speed.

"Violent Step?!"

Hearing the familiar sound of a gale, Oscar was instantly startled. He could not help muttering under his breath, "Brother Xian's Self-Created Soul Skill... Tang San actually knows it?! He can suppress the Sunlight Spore?!"

"Rong Rong, I'm heading off first... I have..." Oscar could no longer hold himself back. He wanted to ask Tang San how he had suppressed the Sunlight Spore's side effects, and could not even spare Ning Rongrong another thought.

Before he had even finished half the Soul Curse, two Recovery Sausages suddenly appeared in his hands.

He threw one to Ning Rongrong.

Oscar quickly ate the other along with the Blue Silver Sugarcane, then exerted a little force with his feet and shot forward.

Ning Rongrong watched the two of them run off, her expression strange.

Her focus was rather unusual.

"One didn't chant a Soul Curse... The other only chanted half of one..."

"They're both Innate Full Soul Power Food System Spirit Masters..."

"And they have Self-Created Soul Skills?!"

Ning Rongrong's expression rapidly shifted. Then, as if something had provoked her, she gritted her silver teeth and muttered, "Seven Treasures turn, Glazed Tile emerges!"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda drifted from her palm.

"Seven Treasures Have Names: Second, Speed!"

Ning Rongrong's second soul ring flashed fiercely, and a streak of colored light descended upon her.

Her body immediately felt lighter. With the Recovery Sausage and Blue Silver Sugarcane stacked together, she too shot forward!

She stared at the two people ahead whom she was chasing, her eyes gradually turning fierce. I refuse to believe it!

"..."

"Huff, huff—!" Oscar sounded slightly out of breath. "Xiao San—no, Brother San!"

Oscar chased with all his might and finally drew close to Tang San.

Hearing him, Tang San instinctively slowed down a little. With a faint smile on his face, he turned back and said, "What is it, Brother Oscar? Just call me Xiao San."

"It's nothing. You call me Brother Oscar, I'll call you Brother San. We can each use our own way of addressing each other. Brother Xian and I do the same."

Oscar slowed down slightly and panted, "What you used earlier... was that Brother Xian's Self-Created Soul Skill, Violent Step?! And the Sunlight Spore's side effects... how did you...?"

Tang San understood and slowed down a little more, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

It seemed Oscar coveted his Senior Brother's Self-Created Soul Skills too.

Or rather, there was no Support System Spirit Master who would not covet them.

"My Senior Brother, he..." Tang San seemed somewhat troubled and trailed off.

Oscar hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'm not trying to secretly learn it. Brother Xian already agreed! He even taught me for a long time. Brother Xian even let me try several times, but I just couldn't suppress those side effects..."

Tang San silently thought, Without the Sunlight Spore, you couldn't learn it even if you tried to steal it! He let you try several times... Senior Brother really is as kindhearted as ever...

"To suppress it, of course you need the Mysterious Heaven Skill... But..."

After hesitating, Tang San spoke while thinking. "Actually, it's very simple. You only need to strengthen your control over your Soul Power. Restrain your Soul Power, but leave an opening. Change the direction of that violent energy into the direction where you want your Soul Power to go..."

Oscar's expression gradually turned bitter. If he could do that, he would have done it long ago. But Soul Power was not so easy to control.

The two had slowed down enough that Ning Rongrong actually caught up.

Following behind them, she could not help but interject, "Self-Created Soul Skills, Brother Xian? Xiao Xian? That annoying brat? He actually has Self-Created Soul Skills? Are they powerful?"

"Annoying brat?" Tang San glanced at her and frowned slightly, but then he remembered that Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were roommates...

Looks like I need to remind Xiao Wu next time, Tang San silently thought.

Next.

Tang San's expression turned calm. With a casual gesture of his right hand, a pulling force appeared. A pebble several meters away by the roadside suddenly leaped into his palm.

He casually flicked his hand again, and the pebble sliced past Ning Rongrong's ear with a fierce howl of wind!

Ning Rongrong only felt a burst of heat beside her ear.

Bang—!

Immediately afterward.

A fruit on a roadside tree burst apart violently. The splashing juice even scattered in front of the three of them, while several thick branches behind the fruit snapped in succession and crashed heavily to the ground with their dense leaves.

Ning Rongrong's pupils shrank, and her little mouth fell slightly open.

She looked at the tree, then at Tang San.

Disbelief filled her eyes.

Her first thought was... That power?! If it hit someone in the eye, or another weak point...! Are you really a Food System Spirit Master?!

Tang San said blandly, "They're just some little tricks my Senior Brother created. Nothing impressive. They might barely be of some use."

"Brother Oscar, I'll be going first."

With that, Tang San pushed off with his feet. An even fiercer gale surged beneath him, propelling his body fiercely forward.

Dust and sand immediately churned along the road.

"Cough, cough...!"

Ning Rongrong waved a hand in front of her nose.

Yet her eyes still stared in shock at Tang San, who practically crossed the air and flew over a small river.

You did not even need the bridge—you just flew across!

And that was supposed to barely be of some use?

Oscar watched Tang San fly away and let out a deep sigh.

Seeing Ning Rongrong's stunned and puzzled expression, he once more became somewhat listless as he explained:

"That was Brother Xian's Self-Created Soul Skill, Violent Step. Once it's cultivated to the later stages, you can step through the air. The one that pulled in the pebble was called Suction Palm. The one that threw it out with greater force was called Blowing Fire Palm. There are also things called the Purple Demon Eye, Mysterious Jade Hand..."

"As for whether they're powerful?"

"When Brother Xian was in his twenties, without using his Martial Soul, he could crush Fatty even when Fatty went all out with just those Self-Created Soul Skills—Ma Hongjun, the one with the Phoenix Martial Soul. When he got crushed, he was also a Soul Grandmaster, Level 25. Sigh..."

Oscar sighed mournfully and muttered, "Unfortunately, to use these Self-Created Soul Skills, you have to be able to suppress the Sunlight Spore's side effects..."

"I thought no one besides Brother Xian could do it. I never expected his Junior Brother to be able to..."

"Tang San is Level 29, and he's only twelve. I'm also Food System, also Level 29... but I'm already fourteen!"

"Sigh... Brother Xian said I don't work hard enough... Looking at it now, it's more than just not working hard enough. I'm practically useless."

"Forget it, I won't say more. I'm heading off first. Keep it up. If you're hungry, just shout a couple of times. There's plenty of Recovery Sausage." Oscar seemed rather dispirited. An astonishingly faint breeze rose beneath his feet.

Though it was better than nothing, it genuinely helped a little, making him just a bit faster.

Hearing that, Ning Rongrong's face turned pale, then green.

If you, Oscar, were useless, then what did that make me...?!

And that kind of speed...

He could even crush Battle Soul Masters of the same level without using his Martial Soul...

Xiao Xian could do it. Tang San could too?

Then what about me...?!

Self-Created Soul Skills... Xiao Xian...

All sorts of complicated thoughts flashed through Ning Rongrong's mind. She felt as though her worldview had been overturned. For a moment, she was dazed, with only her body continuing to run numbly.