You have Mysterious Heaven Skill, I have Ash Box

"This is not appropriate."

Su Yuntao spoke up.

"Yu Cheng, you don't even have a soul ring. How can you duel Tang San?"

Su Yuntao had some impression of Tang San.

Innate Full Soul Power. After absorbing his First Soul Ring, his soul power had directly risen to level thirteen!

He was an undisputed genius soul master!

"If I lose, I'll just give this soul ring to Tang San."

Yu Cheng said nonchalantly.

Evil Soul Master Yu Cheng had planned three directions for his First Soul Ring: devouring, purification, and growth.

If it came to it, he could just swap for another soul beast.

After all, he had a group of Soul Kings at his disposal, letting him walk freely through the Soul Hunting Forest.

The Red-Haired Soul Master crossed his arms, ready to enjoy the show.

Their orders for this trip were simple: fully cooperate with Yu Cheng.

On the other side.

Tang San saw Yu Cheng agree to the spar, and his expression cleared from cloudy to sunny.

He thought for a moment, then took a crossbow-like Hidden Weapon from his Soul Tool.

"Yu Cheng, this is called the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. It's forged from Iron Essence, can hold forty-eight Crossbow Bolts, and fires in three volleys. Within fifty meters, it can pierce metal and stone."

Tang San said confidently.

Ever since leaving the dungeon, Tang San had felt a strong sense of crisis.

Every day, aside from training, he poured all his free time into crafting Hidden Weapons.

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow was his most satisfying work so far.

Originally, Tang San had only planned to use the Sleeve Arrow as a wager, but he had already shown it to Yu Cheng and Xiao Wu before, and Yu Cheng hadn't seemed interested then.

To get this soul ring, Tang San had to go all in.

Yu Cheng rubbed his chin and said, "I don't know where you learned all these Hidden Weapons, but this crossbow looks pretty good."

Having read the original story, Yu Cheng knew the Godly Zhuge Crossbow was a formidable weapon.

Killing the thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider.

Defeating the Fierce God Team.

Its track record could only be described as impressive.

Yu Cheng shifted his tone, "One crossbow isn't enough. I need its crafting blueprints. If this thing breaks, I can't exactly come to you for repairs every time."

"Impossible."

Tang San refused firmly.

The blueprints were his foundation. How could he use them as a bet?

"Then there's nothing to discuss."

Yu Cheng spread his hands. "You can leave."

"Xiao San, agree to it."

Yu Xiaogang suddenly spoke up.

"Teacher, I..."

Tang San hesitated, but Yu Xiaogang cut him off: "Xiao San, do you think you can't beat Yu Cheng? You're a level twenty quasi-Soul Grand Master, my most accomplished disciple!"

Yu Xiaogang had already given up on this soul ring, but now things had taken a turn.

He had seen Tang San's Sleeve Arrow. Against soul masters above level twenty, it was almost useless.

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow?

The name was impressive enough.

Yu Xiaogang guessed it was just an upgraded version of the Sleeve Arrow.

Tang San thought for a long while before finally making up his mind.

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow wasn't a core Hidden Weapon of the Tang Sect.

In his past life, it had even been sold.

If he used its blueprints to bet with Yu Cheng, the Tang Sect's ancestors probably wouldn't blame him.

"Fine, I agree."

Tang San nodded.

At the same time, he silently vowed to himself: this battle must be won, not lost!

"Alright."

Yu Cheng nodded and stepped forward.

After two and a half years of training, every day besides meditating on Soul Power, Evil Soul Master Yu Cheng had also been teaching him combat techniques one-on-one.

In Slaughter City, Soul Skills couldn't be used. If his combat ability was lacking, he would have been killed long ago.

Although Tang San's Soul Power was ten levels higher and he possessed a whole arsenal of Tang Sect secret arts, Evil Soul Master Yu Cheng's Ash Box was no pushover either.

Yu Cheng gripped a short blade in his hand, ready for battle.

He had no Soul Rings, so using a weapon was only natural.

"Whoosh!"

Tang San moved first!

He stomped off the ground, sending dirt flying, instantly closing the distance between them.

Tang Sect secret art—Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

"Such speed!"

Su Yuntao exclaimed in surprise.

Tang San hadn't even obtained his second Soul Ring yet, yet his speed surpassed that of a twenty-seventh level Soul Grand Master like himself.

And he knew that his Lone Wolf Martial Soul was an Agility Attack Type.

Yu Cheng's eyes sharpened. He stepped out with his left foot, lowering his center of gravity.

Tang San's speed was fast—with his current Soul Power, he couldn't catch up.

However, in Evil Soul Master Yu Cheng's teachings, all dodges and feints were empty moves. Only the strike that landed on the opponent was the real one.

Tang San might be fast, but for Yu Cheng, he only needed to block that one attack.

"Clang."

The sound of metal clashing rang out, bursting into a brilliant shower of sparks.

Yu Cheng twisted his wrist, thrusting the short blade forward to meet Tang San's fist.

Looking closely, one could see that Tang San's palm was coated in a layer of Soul Power, already turned a jade-white color.

Tang Sect secret art—Mysterious Jade Hand.

"He actually blocked it!"

Tang San was slightly surprised.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track excelled at small-scale maneuvering. When mastered to its peak, it could even produce afterimages and phantoms, making it impossible to defend against.

He never expected...

Yu Cheng's reaction was this fast!

If it weren't for the Mysterious Jade Hand, he would have been injured by that strike.

Tang San withdrew his fist, his feet quickly retreating at the same time to disperse the force.

"Fall back!"

He had originally thought that Yu Cheng, without even a single Soul Ring, was just a minor Soul Scholar, and had secretly looked down on him.

Now it seemed, Yu Cheng was no simple opponent.

The next moment.

Tang San's hands swept swiftly across his Soul Tool.

Countless pebbles shot toward Yu Cheng, some in straight lines, some in arcs.

At the same time, his feet moved rapidly.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was pushed to its limit, his figure rising and falling unpredictably, dazzling to the eye.

Yu Cheng swung his short blade, his body moving almost instinctively.

Flipping, upward slashing, downward chopping...

With every swing of the blade, a pebble was knocked away.

"Clang."

A pebble arced through the air, shooting toward Yu Cheng from behind.

Yet Yu Cheng seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He twisted his wrist, casually flicking the short blade, and cleaved it into fragments.

"Is this a fight between One-ring Soul Masters?"

Su Yuntao stared at the two figures, speaking in astonishment.

The way Tang San threw those pebbles looked like it came from specialized training.

Su Yuntao realized that if he were standing in Yu Cheng's position, he would probably have been covered in bumps by now.

And Yu Cheng's reaction speed—it could only be described as absurd.

Su Yuntao suddenly had an absurd thought—he might not even be able to defeat Yu Cheng, even though the latter hadn't yet obtained a soul ring.

"Is this what a genius is..."

Su Yuntao let out a sigh.

On the other side.

A blue-robed Soul King spoke up: "Boss, who do you think will win?"

The red-haired Soul King stroked his chin. "Probably Tang San. Yu Cheng's reaction speed is fast, but if you defend for long, you'll slip. Besides, his Soul Power is too low—he can't outlast Tang San."

As his words fell, Yu Cheng took a step forward and charged straight ahead.

"Nice!"

The red-haired Soul King couldn't help but clap.

Among those present, his Soul Power was the highest, and his experience the broadest.

In his view, Yu Cheng had been defending all along because he hadn't yet figured out Tang San's movement technique.

But now, he was going on the offensive!

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Bind!"

Watching Yu Cheng sprint toward him, Tang San frowned as his First Soul Ring flared.

At the same time, he instinctively dodged to the right.

As a Hidden Weapon master, he naturally had to maintain distance from his opponent.

Yet, the next moment.

A scene that stunned everyone unfolded.

A dozen strands of Blue Silver Grass shot toward Yu Cheng to bind him, but he eerily sidestepped three or four meters to the left, perfectly evading the entanglement.

"How can this be!"

A flicker of panic flashed in Tang San's eyes.

How did Yu Cheng also know the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

The next moment, he steadied himself inwardly.

This wasn't the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track—it was just Yu Cheng's prediction.

But then, something truly shocking happened to Tang San.

A sharp pain shot through his left shoulder. Tang San looked down and saw a jagged tile embedded there, blood gushing out and staining his clothes red.

"When did this happen!"

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.

He quickly realized: "Before I dodged to the right, Yu Cheng had already thrown the tile."

"He predicted my movement!"