This time, you still have to lose

At the Same Time, after returning home and washing up, Xiao Tianyang sat on his bed, a thoughtful look on his face.

Naturally, he was not considering how to defeat Tang San.

There was no need to think about that. As long as he took things a little seriously when the time came, the other party would basically have no chance of winning.

What he was thinking about was something else: the mission that had suddenly appeared after Tang San nodded and agreed to their match.

"Host has Triggered a Side Quest: [Defeat Tang San]. Objective: Defeat Tang San!"

"Mission Reward: Lottery Points ×5!"

Xiao Tianyang had first asked the system why the reward was so low.

The answer he received was that there was an obvious gap in strength between the two of them, so the reward had been reduced.

As for another question—what conditions were required for a mission to appear?

The system did not answer that question. It was as silent as a stagnant pool.

That was precisely what he was pondering now.

"The first mission was triggered when I thought about approaching Tang San. He's the protagonist, and getting close to him might bring benefits, so the system prompted me and gave me a reward. It could be considered a form of indirect guidance."

"The second mission also involved Tang San, but defeating him only gives me five Lottery Points."

"So if that's the case..."

Xiao Tianyang's eyes gradually lit up. Though it was only a guess, he had already formed a rough outline in his mind.

"If I'm right, then when Su Yuntao comes to the Sacred Soul Village Martial Soul Hall Branch in a while, there should be missions to do as well!"

With anticipation in his heart, Xiao Tianyang became even more eager to learn the answer. If his guess proved correct, then he would have more ways to obtain Lottery Points in the future!

With the matter settled, Xiao Tianyang lay down and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Xiao Tianyang got up and washed. Before dawn, he left the house. After moving around a little, he began running toward the small hill.

Xiao Tianyang had thought he had arrived early enough, but when he reached the halfway point, he found that Tang San had already been there for some time, warming up. The excitement on his face made it seem as though he had already defeated Xiao Tianyang.

"Brother Tianyang, you're here!" Tang San's voice was clearly delighted.

"I can tell you're happy."

Xiao Tianyang glanced at the medicinal ointment prepared nearby and could not help asking, "You prepared that?"

"That's right!" Tang San said with a smile.

"Very good. You've learned to think for yourself. Worth praising." Xiao Tianyang smiled as well.

Tang San: "..."

There was no way he could respond to that. He could not exactly say that the ointment had been prepared for Xiao Tianyang, could he?

Although he had said as much before, now that things had come to this, Tang San felt a little uncertain when he saw the expression on Xiao Tianyang's face.

Xiao Tianyang's smile remained unchanged. "Come on!"

The moment his words fell, Tang San made the first move. His toes tapped the ground, and he lunged forward at incredible speed. A Charging Punch came straight at Xiao Tianyang's left cheek.

"Don't hit people in the face. Haven't I said that before?"

Xiao Tianyang's expression stiffened, and he quickly Raised Hand to block. At the same time he caught Tang San's punch, the latter lifted his leg and sent a side kick at his waist.

But how could Xiao Tianyang, who saw through everything, be struck by that kick?

He arched his back and leaned away. Tang San's toes skimmed past his abdomen, and the gust of wind they created loosened his waistband on the spot, nearly making his pants fall off.

"What a dirty move. Who taught you that?"

Xiao Tianyang hurriedly shoved Tang San away, then retreated and grabbed his waistband, his face darkening.

Not talking during a fight was part of Tang San's personal discipline. As he retreated, he had already leaned forward with a Slide Step, darting to the side to disperse the force before continuing his advance on Xiao Tianyang.

The two exchanged a continuous barrage of attacks and blocks, fighting with impressive form. If an adult had been watching nearby, they would surely have been utterly shocked.

Did this really look like a fight between two five- or six-year-old children?

At the same time, Tang San was inwardly despairing, because if this continued, he would definitely lose in terms of endurance alone.

He had originally thought he could gain a slight advantage through technique, but after fighting for so long, aside from nearly making Xiao Tianyang lose his pants that one time, Xiao Tianyang had basically given him no more openings.

As for competing in strength... forget it. Tang San was not that eager to lose.

The two separated. Tang San could not hold back and dropped to one knee, bracing himself with his right hand as he panted lightly. "Brother Tianyang, get ready. I'm going to throw hidden weapons next!"

In a situation like this, a surprise attack would naturally have been best.

But the two were not fighting to the death; they were merely sparring. If he really injured Xiao Tianyang, Tang San would feel guilty as well.

"Come on. I'm ready at any time." Xiao Tianyang's interest rose slightly.

Tang Sect Hidden Weapons—he had long heard the name but never seen them in action. Xiao Tianyang had wanted to witness them for a long time.

As for the invitation back then, it was not that he did not want to learn. He simply knew that Tang San could not possibly teach him the true essence of it.

Still, that was nothing. After all, he had not joined the Tang Sect. Tang San's adherence to its rules was within Xiao Tianyang's expectations.

So, his refusal at the time did not mean he was uninterested. He simply felt that it would be of little help to him personally.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Tang San merely raised his hand slightly, and three piercing whistles Rang Out through the air!

Xiao Tianyang could clearly see three pebbles flying toward him at equal speed in a triangular formation. One targeted his chest, while the other two sealed off his escape routes!

In that instant, Xiao Tianyang understood that he could not dodge—but did he need to?

There was no need at all. The Nine Yang Divine Skill possessed astonishing Defense Power. Even without being activated, it provided Body Protection Qi. He had never intended to dodge from the start. Taking it head-on was what real skill meant!

Thud!

With a dull impact, a pebble struck Xiao Tianyang's chest. Seeing this, Tang San could not help curling his lips into a smile as he thought, Tang Sect Hidden Weapons aren't so easy to dodge. But with a direct hit, Brother Tianyang's injuries should...

Before he could even finish thinking that they should not be severe, Tang San's smile gradually froze.

That was because Xiao Tianyang was straightening his clothes, and even glanced up at him. "That's it?"

"Y-You're completely fine?" Tang San found it hard to believe.

Sure, the other party was physically strong, but wasn't this too exaggerated?

The force behind that attack had been enough to knock down a bull, yet Xiao Tianyang had not even furrowed his brow?

Could it be that he lacked follow-through?

But that should not have been possible!

Shaking his head, Tang San looked up, his eyes flickering. After rising to his feet, he fired repeatedly with both hands. His movements were lightning-fast, and pebble after pebble shot out like bullets, striking Xiao Tianyang.

It could be said that, aside from deliberately avoiding several vital spots, Tang San struck wherever it would hurt most. Yet five seconds passed, then ten seconds, then half a minute, and Xiao Tianyang still looked exactly the same. No—he had even yawned midway through...

Meanwhile, the panting Tang San leaned against a piece of exercise equipment. His little face had gone somewhat pale, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Little San'er, I forgot to tell you—my Soul Power is a little strange. So sorry, but this time, you'll have to lose again."

Xiao Tianyang smiled as he stepped forward. When Tang San saw him walking toward him, his hands trembled, and for the first time, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

Of course, it was not the fear one felt toward an enemy, but the pressure of an older brother!